Sue Sylvester Quotes Novels & Stories

But the moment I stepped into the living room, I froze. Sylvester stood by the door. Tall. Calm. Smiling in a way that didn’t reach his eyes. His gaze slid to the suitcases. Back to me. And then to Luke. “Going somewhere?” he asked lightly. My pulse spiked. “I—” I didn’t want to tell him. Instinct screamed at me not to. Sylvester’s smile widened, thin and chilling. “Don’t insult me by lying.” I tightened my grip on Luke’s hand. “We’re going home.”

She might be beautiful, but I wasn’t falling for women like her. She picked up her luggage and turned around to face my allegations. I smirked, knowing I was right about her all along. “What makes you think I needed a guy: wealthy or poor? If I’ve survived for twenty-four years without one, I’m sure I can the rest of my life. Goodbye, Mr. Sylvester.” She walked towards the door but stopped again to look at me. “I would advise you to spend some time with your boy. Maybe you’ve become too bitter to enjoy the little joys of life. Work is always there, but children grow up. Diego will soon outgrow his need for you, and you’ll end up lonelier. Don’t blame him if he holds a grudge against you all

Her mother looked at him. "You did not tell me you have such a perfect girl in your life." Sylvester looked at his mother and then at the girl who smiled shyly towards him. "If I knew he already had someone in his life then I should not have wasted my time on those girls." Mrs Stallone sighed and motioned Sylvester to sit with them. "Mom, you are thinking wrong about everything. I don't know her." He calmly informed his mother while the girl was stunned by his words.

“You want me to be honest?” “Always.” I paused, turning to face her fully for the first time. “This job sucks, the pay’s shit, and I’m one more stubbed toe away from quitting. Happy?” Susie blinked, her mouth opening and closing like a fish taken right out of water. “Well…you know…with that body of yours…you could always go into p**n…or be a stripper…I mean I’ll pay to watch either.” I snorted, turning back to my shit duties. “And ruin my chance of getting into the N.H.L?”

Sylvia caressed my back, her eyes watering as well but she didn't speak. “I knew I was going to go to hell. I sold my soul for money so they stayed clean, and what did I get in return? betrayal." I informed in-between sobs, my heart threatening to burst from pain. “I know I am not pretty like most ladies, but am I really that unliveable?" “Don't say that. You deserve love, cause you are an amazing woman, and if no one tells you that, you have to keep telling yourself," she encouraged, caressing the back of my palms.

"What then did you even say?" "Weren't you the one that said and I quote... Mr Sylvester, I bet you sleep on a glacier. And I do not do well with the cold. " "Oh!" I exclaim. "That's right!" I laugh. "How do you even remember that?" "You said it. It's only normal that I remember everything you've said." Everything? Even the bad ones? He smiles. "Everything." I shake my head. He picks up the pillow I threw at him and my eyes widen. "No..."

she assured me, her words carrying a comforting reassurance. With a heavy heart, I bid farewell to Sylvia, grateful for her unwavering support. As I drove her to her house, her words echoed in my mind, each syllable etched into my memory. "Remember what I said, Nathalie. Revenge is not always the best solution," she reminded me, her voice filled with maternal wisdom. "What I want for you is to live your life peacefully and in fulfillment. Please, be happy, my daughter. I don't want you to end up with a wretched heart."

SIENNA These days I had come to the conclusion that maybe the only person that I put into consideration was myself. I felt selfish, I felt blind, and I felt stupid too. I couldn't make it go away. As if he was only just realizing the impact his words had on me, Sylvester crouched down and stared up at me with sad eyes. “Sienna,” he said softly but I wasn't so sure that I had in me to give him a response.

The non-verbal message she was obviously passing across was to inform me that she was always watching, waiting whatever plan I had in mind. “I will not say this again,” Sylvester said, his tone was soft but calculated. “You either comply or get thrown to the dogs." I trembled, feeling his words sink deep down my mind. There was nothing he could do to break down my spirit. I would be free. Albeit, I could not tell when but it was an inevitable event that was bound to hapo

Amber reaffirmed with a smile. The mess in Sophie's head just turned even more chaotic. She stared at Logan, her emotions crashing. Suddenly, this man seemed so foreign, distant, and mysterious… "I have no idea you're this rich and powerful. I mean, Mr. Pearce, I meant to say you're filthy rich. The words came out wrong! I swear, my tongue has a mind of its own whenever I'm nervous!" Sylvia babbled. All she could think about was the fact that her daughter had managed to bag an ultra-rich!