Shameless Gallagher Quotes Novels & Stories

Layla asked Yes! This is it! I can never learn, I've always been stupid and I'm sure I look stupid right now, I can't blame them for laughing, I looked down in shame, I can't bear the look of you are the most gullible person in the world, pathetic fool ! that kayla is giving me. I tried to answer Layla but my tongue went numb "Guess what!" She screeched. I really hope her voice won't make me deaf one day

“We’ve lived in poverty, but we’ve never lost our dignity. Grandfather—you may be old, but to me, you’re still the brave hunter I grew up admiring. I am who I am because of both of you. Atthaleyah Galina is not weak. I can do this. Trust me... I have to go—for our family.” ---

Dash chuckled before I pushed the fūcker to the back of my mind. “You’re so lucky I like to see people in the eye when I take them out, Gael.” I hissed as he laughed loudly. “You need to relax a little.” He replied, raising his hand towards me so I could help him up, but I just slapped it away before grabbing a washcloth and removing the rest of my scrub. “Maybe that feminine shīt you use is what has you so…” He pursed his lips when I turned to glare at him. “It’s not feminine shīt, dumbasš.” I spat, making him roll his eyes as he stood up. “I don’t know why in the goddess’ name I still talk to your annoying persona.”

“Good thing I put a mark on you to know which one is mine.” I gasped, wondering how he could even think of such at this moment, much less say it out loud. “You’re unbelievable, Gavin. Such a selfish brat!” “Someone has to be selfish, babygirl. Else the word would exist for nothing. I’m a volunteer and that in itself is a selfless act, don’t you think?” I glared at him. “You’re joking about the most traumatic experience of my life.” He lifted the envelope. “This is the most traumatic experience of your life? I’m jealous.”

My brow creased as I combed through my memories for what Gallum could have decided was a weakness I had and came up empty. "My only weaknesses are Sasha and my late son. I feel like he is simply being a braggart at this point." I looked again across the way and saw Gallum standing there with his arms crossed glaring at me. I tilted my head and gave him a nod. Gallum shook his head and stormed back into his tent. Exhaling deeply I wondered if he knew that I didn't want to kill him just take his title. Sasha pecked my cheek bringing me back from my thoughts.

He added, watching me as if there was something I was supposed to know. The growing dread in my mind only became stronger. I knew what he looked like when angry, but I felt like that wasn't what Zeke was talking about, and he only confirmed it. "Don't think about it too much, currently you won't be able to carry the guilt you will have, thank goodness you have a fish brain” he said brushing it off with mockery but it was still already stored deep in my mind. What did Zale do? “Can you show me around your honourable kingdom” he asked and I quickly nodded a tail forcing its way out of my robe and wagging continuously, that’s new,

"You better explain this." She chuckled nervously. "Celebrity crushes, you know? What girl doesn't have them? Male celebrities are so handsome, so tall, so charming. I was momentarily captivated by them. It's just human nature!" Shawn smirked. Gale nervously chuckled. "I'm just shallow when it comes to looks, loving one as soon as I see one. They're all just silly little fantasies, nothing serious." Gale took his arm. "Only you have been by my side from beginning to end, accompanying me through this lifetime!"

But a glance around revealed they had already disappeared. Her voice faltered, and the brief pause sealed her fate. “If not you, then who? Me? Or are you going to claim she somehow fell in on her own?” Lucas’ voice was sharp, cutting. “Celia Quinn, I thought you were just a little spoiled, but now I see you’re completely out of line. You’ve got no shame at all!” The words hit her like a thunderclap, echoing painfully in her mind. No shame. He knew, better than anyone, how much that phrase haunted her. After her parents’ deaths, the cruel taunts from schoolmates—mocking her for being a “shameful child without parents”—had left scars.

"Oh, I know. But you have to admit, it's happened more than once. Remember Mrs. Gable in the elder ward? The one with dementia who kept calling you 'Darling' and asking where you put her dentures?" "Hey, at least she had good taste," I shot back, puffing out my chest. "I can't blame them. Who can resist this face?" Gayle rolled her eyes, a familiar gesture that I found oddly endearing. "Yeah, yeah. I just hope you have at least a decent dose of humility somewhere in that inflated ego of yours. It's a wonder you can fit through doors."

“If you can’t do it, why bragged earlier?” Esther cut her off without giving her a chance to make excuses. “If you can’t, you’re just slapping your own face. Otherwise, I’ll shout to everyone here that you’re a liar who brags but doesn’t return what she borrows. Didn’t you say I’m shameless?” “Yeah, I’m shameless. Shameless people can do anything. I’ll count to three—if you don’t go get it, I’ll tell everyone what you’re really like! One, two, three!”