All Quotes By Tag: Romance

“Sebab Tuhan selalu punya cara untuk kita menemukan takdir kita sendiri -forgotten”

“There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand different versions.”

“No. Ye loved him. I canna hold it against either of you that ye mourn him. And it gives me some comfort to know …” He hesitated, and I reached up to smooth the rumpled hair off his face.”To know what?””That should the need come, you might mourn for me that way,” he said softly.”

“Okay, babe, I’m here.”The front door smashed opened, slamming against the wall—the man didn’t know how to turn a knob?”

“Yeah? You want to do some other worldly hanky panky? She laughed and almost fell off the couch. “Hanky Panky?” “Don’t knock it till you try it”

“You never learn the first time. You always have to get hit twice before you see it coming.” He was seeing now what he’d seen that first night at Pure. A bright shiny light he wanted to catch in his hands and hold forever. If she let him.”

“What the dev— er, deuce did you do that for? It hurt!”“Good,” said the angel. “I was afraid these new shoes would not be sturdy enough.”

“Wanita cerdas bisa menghadapi cecunguk mana pun dengan anggun.”

“His voice sounded like molten metal. As if he had something thick at the back of his throat and it was making him sound deeper and richer than he actually was.”

“And there was something both frustrating and maddeningly arousing about that. His restraint made something burn low and deep in her belly, and then his mouth, oh God his mouth. He tasted like cinnamon, again, and every now and then he’d pull away, just a little — just enough to make her want to drag him back. Before giving her a teasing lick with that perfect, curling tongue of his. It set all the nerve endings in her upper lip on fire.”

“I never had any preference for her, any more than I have a preference for breathing.”

“Is there anything sweeter than the touch of another as she pulls a dead bug from your fur?”

“My knees were weak but he held me with one hand, guiding me with the motion of his hips. I was completely his to do with what he wanted and he knew it.”

“What do you see when you look at me?”My eyes narrowed and I pressed my lips together, weighing my thoughts. All of his bimbo admirers aside, what did I see? What did my gut tell me about this man? What did it say that allowed me to wind up here with him, under such impulsive circumstances?“You’re a sad man,” I swallowed. “You’re arrogant and set in your ways, but that creates a fortress for you. It’s your safe haven. Behind the moat is someone who has lost something he loved, only I’m not sure what, or who. You’re afraid of something and your loyalty is hidden away in a cell, wounded by betrayal.” I rested my head on the pillow. “That’s what I see.”“On second thought,” he exhaled, letting his head drop next to mine. “You’re psychic.”

“I want to introduce myself to every freckle on your body.”