All Quotes By Tag: Romance

“He’s more myself than I am”

“I started to kiss him back, slower and clumsy where his had been sure, practiced. I was worried I was doing it wrong, but then a deep sound came from him, almost a growl and instinctively Iknew it was a sound of approval.”

“A framed photo on a dusty bookshelf caught his attention; he moved closer and picked it up silently. A small girl with long blond hair was standing under a tree, her face tilted up in delight as its feathery leaves brushed across her face, framing it.A willow tree. Willow.”

“And givin’ yourself to me can never be wrong”

“See what love does? It makes you weak. Kills you.”Warm breath feathered over her scalp as Remy pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head. “It also gives people something to live for,” he whispered.”

“Love fades, mine has.~Dimitri Belikov~”

“He pointed a shaking finger at her. ‘You,’ he growled. She jerked glances over both of her shoulders looking for the unfortunate You he was addressing. Her. Holy shite, this madman had settled on her.”

“He was the most ordinary man in all the world, and yet in her memory he’d become luminous, like the prince in a fairy tale.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever referred to any girl I dated as my girlfriend. I think that would freak me out. Even the girl that I dated for two years in college I don’t think I ever referred to her as my girlfriend.”“How would you introduce her?” I asked.“I’m just going to say her name,” he said.”

“Here’s the deal. I get to marry you. You get to become a Garrett – although, considering what you’re marrying into, I’m not certain that’s much of an incentive.”Dallas to Amy”

“The price of love is always just above that what your heart can afford”

“You take my heart with you, my loving captor.” “Nay, Madelyne. I am your captive in body and soul.”

“I’ve been noble since they took you to the hospital,” he said through his teeth. “I’m tired of it. I don’t eat, I don’t sleep, I can’t even work. I remember your voice moaning in my ear like the cry of the damned while I was having you,” he bit off, bending to her mouth. “You couldn’t get enough of me. You couldn’t get close enough to me. Your face when I fulfilled you….I ache every time I think about it.”

“He put his hand on my waist, and my heart began to pound, a rougher rhythm than the music. I held my skirt. Our free hands met. His felt warm and comforting and unsettling and bewildering–all at once.”

“Why have you been staring at me ever since we met? Because I’m not the Gail Wynand you’d heard about. You see, I love you. And love is exception-making. If you were in love you’d want to be broken, trampled, ordered, dominated, because that’s the impossible, in the inconceivable for you in your relations with people. That would be the one gift, the great exception you’d want to offer the man you loved. But it wouldn’t be easy for you.”