Stefan Salvatore Quote Novels & Stories

“ I am the best friend you didn’t confide in . You got hooked on hard drugs, instead of talking to me . I know I'm busy but I always make timen for you .“ “ I didn’t want your image of me to change ,and after what you had been through with Dexter , I didn’t want you to have to worry .” “ That’s unfair and you know it. “ “ Daniel is a good actor … you have to admit it .” I slapped Salvatore’s arm so hard it made my palm tingle “ Ouch that hurt. I might have had people think I was dead but I am alive and I feel pain . " " My palm is tingly ."

Salvatore walked up to him and patted his back. "Thanks, Ivan. That’s what I like about you—you always know how to welcome me," Salvatore said, still smiling. He had taught me at a young age never to wear a smile, yet he could smile whenever he wanted. But don’t be fooled by Salvatore’s friendly demeanor—he’s a dangerous man, far more dangerous than I am. "You still haven’t told me why you’re back. You said you’d spend the rest of your life in Spain while I handled the DeLuca underworld," I said.

I knew Zakai wouldn’t let me handle my bags myself anyways. “ Ouu, the man does have some feelings,” Old Georgia commented and the rest of the staffs cooed. We all laughed over it but my hus.. I mean Salvatore, stomped his foot like a drama queen and retorted angrily, “ Y’all are fired! Every one of you, leave now! Get out of my house.” And instead, that attracted more laughter. Someone yelled, “ Isn’t this like the tenth time you have fired your workers today?” He scowled at the man who said that and turned around to hide his smile. Salvatore smiled. Like an actual smile. And if I hadn’t been looking at him so intensely, I wouldn’t have noticed it.

Estaben asked abruptly, her heart had nearly stopped at his intrusion “I am Salvatore, and I’m not sorry, but I couldn’t help but eaves drop on your conversation” “Fuck” Andrew cursed, slowly he got up from his hospital bed and stood infront of his mother, ready to protect his mother at all cost “How adorable” Salvatore commented “I don’t need to pull any barbaric stunt on either you or Mrs. Estaben, I could just press charges”

It was like he was hiding something. “Donovan wants peace! He wants to talk! Can you believe it?” I forced a smile, nodding. “It’s… surprising,” I said in my most diplomatic voice. “Surprising? It’s fucking mind blowing!” Salvatore laughed, causing himself to gag again. He caught his breath before continuing. “I told you. I said he wouldn’t last a week, and now he wants to negotiate!?” He broke out into laughter once more, causing him to double over in pain.

he emphasizes the study just enough to make me know he doesn’t give a fuck about what my father thought or thinks. I take a step away from him. I watched as his muscles flexed under the casual clothes he wore. The way his lips move. And God. How would it truly feel to have it all over my body? The devil’s lips. “Your father is currently drunk on his vintage, celebrating a deal he thinks he won,” Salvatore said, stepping into the silver of moonlight. “Think he won?” Aren’t you here to sign a deal with my father to stop the war and take Sofia as the medal?”

“Don’t tell me you’re scared?” “Fuck off, Salvatore.” I squirm and feel something hard digging into my butt when I move again. I open my eyes in surprise. “I hope that's a spicy soppressata in your pocket and not what I’m thinking,” I sputter, and he lets out a careless laugh that surprises me. “Believe me, what I have is better than salami. It's the best cured meat,” he replies with an egocentric tone. “You narcissistic piece of shit.”

Salvatore “How come none of us knew that Alvarez was also part of the participants? If I had known we could have prevented this mess, the time the energy and months spent on this is down the drain. All because you wanted to take all the glory” Stefano ranted, pacing the room like he wanted to dig it out. “The company belongs to him, it makes sense that he wants to take all the praise,” I almost wanted to reply to his sarcasm but I kept still, still in deep thoughts.

“I’m not nervous. I just… don’t really know what to expect.” “That’s the exciting part, man,” Ethan replied, his voice infused with enthusiasm. “It’s like stepping into a movie where anything can unfold. You just need to embrace your role as the main character.” “I’m not trying to be the main character,” Salvatore countered, shaking his head. “I’d be perfectly fine lingering in the background.”

"You didn’t just walk away, you made sure to drive your blade into my back before leaving." "He was... just b-better than you," Salvatore muttered, letting t out a weak breath, something close to a laugh leaving him. "He's smarter... more ruthless... evil without hav- having to think twice," he struggled weakly. "I saw all that... and knew he'll make the perfect Don." "He will burn everything to the ground," Rico corrected, his veins in his fist throbbing. Salvatore laughed. He laughed hard it followed by a cough. “You’re… still the same,” he said. “Still blind…" Rico’s eyes narrowed slightly. Salvatore coughed, then spoke again, his voice was low but clear enough.