If the weight comes from bacon you can so deduct it off the scale total to get your true weight. #science

Without love, life was nothing but endless tasks and battles.

Apparently, the princes had found the only four women in the universes who didn’t dream of being royal, rich and adored by their husbands.

A stóirín, ya are a handful of trouble, but I kind of like it.

For some reason, when people meet me and find out I’m a writer they always ask if I write children’s books. Um… please don’t let your kids read my books. Well, unless your kids are...

Her eyes widened, convinced by the size of it that his shaft was fully erect. She blinked several times. No, she was wrong. The bulge moved, growing as she watched it.”Not that I mind ya...

I confess… if I typo a Facebook post I will edit it. I know it’s only Facebook but it’s an editing sickness.

What good was living if a man didn’t have a family?

He knew for certain that she belonged forever in his arms, just as he knew she didn’t realize it yet.

For the love of St. Francis of Assisi, someone call a vet. There is an injured animal screaming in pain outside,” Charlotte interrupted the flow of music in ill-humor.

If I propose to myself and myself says yes, I get to have the cake, right? I love me, so I’m thinking 12 tiers.

If Scotsmen don’t wear anything under their kilts and they ride a horse, do you think they chafe their manbits?

Out of all the things I do, I think being a mom is the most important and satisfying.

A lie, when believed, became the truth.

Ha, Euann put a mint in there.

There is so much more to marriage than who makes the money. Some of the hardest parts don’t come with a paycheck.

I find it funny when people try to brag about being younger than me…like having lived less is an accomplishment. Makes me want to pat them on the head, lol. I’m comfortable with who I...

Damn, I would give anything to see that man naked,” Charlotte whispered. “How could you only say he was ‘all right’?

Does talking to yourself in the voice of your fictional character count as being social?

Lydia had been fantasizing about him to the point she nearly drove him insane with it. It had taken four days for his energy to weaken inside her enough that he could go and visit...

I don’t want a man to validate me or take care of me. If I have a man in my life, I want him to enhance me.

I look at life as an adventure. Each new chapter brings new opportunities.

She didn’t even want to think of how hellish it would be if all the MacGregors made her feel like this one did, all hot and shaky. She’d have to move to the Arctic Circle...

I love my career. It is a career. A difficult one that takes many hours and total dedication to my craft. It is also what I was born to do–tell stories and entertain.

When people get into their 30s plus “boyfriend” sounds weird…if you really think about it. Instead, I think we should universally start using the term “manfriend” or “snookie bookie cuddles pie”.

Ya were going to turn me into a rat? Had I known that I wouldn’t have tried to turn ya into a snake.

I’m the kind of trouble a man like you can’t handle.

Publishing is a business and writing is an art. The two have to be crammed together despite the clearly different motivations behind them.

My energies have been drained.Masturbating too much will do that.

I heart my job. I get to make things up for a living.

People who make snide comments to authors like “anyone can write a book” or “well, you did it, so obviously I can/it can’t be that hard” or poke at a book because it’s “romance” or...

Do not pay attention to my cousins. Every family needs a couple idiots and we keep them around for entertainment.

Indie publishing lets me feed my inner control freak.

The dreams that were buried the deepest were the hardest to get rid of.

Emotions like these didn’t happen to regular, everyday people. They couldn’t or else the entire world would be fornicating all the time.

The web is a dangerous place for a mind begging to slack off and be distracted by nonsense.

Soft flesh mingled with defiant will to create one frustratingly perfect woman.

I know. He doesn’t,” Lydia answered.

Any woman would have to be dead not to be attracted to the walking mass of sexy that was Erik MacGregor.

The long years had taught him that everything worked itself out given enough time, and some things would always be the way fate wished them to be.

If I want to dress up like Princess Leia and lightsaber fight the clone army in my living room, well the Han Solo in my life is just going to have to accept it.

I wish life were a fiction novel. Then everyone would have to do what I say.

Jaden felt their boredom, their tired eternity. Beyond that, she felt their dying essence. They were immortal—all-powerful beings—and yet they were powerless against the onslaught of ever-changing time. They were lost in a modern world,...

And that was just my hand, love.

The Baby Name book can be a very dangerous tool in the hands of a prolific author.

As an author I’m in my head all day and I worry that I lose touch with reality. But then my dog pees on my shoe and I know I’ve found it again.

I’m like a stray cat. If you feed me, I don’t leave.

My cat mocks me frequently. It’s the universe’s way of keeping me from getting too big of an ego.

This is not a white and black business we are in. There are messy shades of crimson haunting us in everything we do.

Am I on your walk of shame? You did sleep with the right MacGregor, didn’t you?