I knew without words, without facts, without knowing every last detail about you and your life that I was drawn to you. That we had a connection. I was mesmerized. The kind of thing that...

I’ve never met anyone as kind as you are, except me Mum, o’ course.” –Benjamin Trimmel to Lady Alexandra.

I closed my eyes and immediately I pictured Brooklyn’s full lips parted on a moan, her eyes glassy and her pupils dilated, her cheeks flushed and her body…her smoking body bared only for me.

When her gaze landed upon his lips, he scooted closer and brushed his mouth over hers. Fire ignited low in his belly and desire coursed through his veins. No doubt, his John Thomas was doing...

I feel alive when you kiss me.

You try spending six months sitting at somebody’s bedside, waiting for them to die and then tell me that the happy-ending love story isn’t one of God’s good gifts.

There was no question to answer. He would rather die with er than live a single day more without her.

If I’ve got a Dad, and his name is Wormwood Rot, and he’s in some heavy metal rock band called Grave Dirt . . . then I’m definitely meeting him!She stares at me awkwardly, and...

Life’s like a puzzle. Everyone is given one piece. Sometimes you connect with someone or something that has an interlocking part. As time goes by, you’ll see that picture taking form, and you’ll be amazed...

They did it quite a lot after that first encounter” … when Jill remembers first meeting the dashing Baron.

Nolan?

The kiss wove between gentle and frenzied, liquid and greedy, silken and primal, and he sucked every second of bliss he could from the forbidden pleasure.

Two is always better than one.

In the back of his mind, he had always wondered why — why they harbored such resentment for him. Now he had the answer, and he felt sick. He felt the bottom dropping out.

When she got back from taking Cassie to school Fancy knew that she ought to be working on her wilderness romance. She had promised thirty thousand words to her editor by tomorrow, and she had...

People should know better than to be an ass in front of writers. We immortalize things. Lots of things. And we take liberties with character descriptions.

True love is loving yourself thoroughly so that you can love another unconditionally.

I think you still love me,’ he says, ‘even though you don’t want to.’I glare at him, fury battling my instincts.‘Because that kind of love, Jessa,’ Kit continues, ‘doesn’t just disappear. It doesn’t just fade....

Quit it,’’ he whispered, his voice deep and dark.

All Quiet on the Western Front.

Elsa’s mother no longer spoke to her of men and love, but of duty and fate and accepting one’s burden. As far as Elsa could tell, if love really was the inherited female domain, then...

And even though they had not had sex yet, he was a great lover, replacing sex with the science of bravery and inner strength. Meredith had always wanted a man with this kind of depth.

Advice from a Romance Writer: Guys, make your woman feel pretty even on an ‘off’ day. Trust me, good things will come of it.

As the fireworks began to illuminate the sky above them, Blake and Veronica made love for the first time on Hideaway Hill.

It is said you are the woman who holds all of London in the palm of her hand.””Perhaps not all of London, Your Grace, but a fortunate few have indeed felt the palm of my...

Quietly, under my breath, I mumbled a name and it wasn’t the name of the girl waiting in the other room. In my mind I pictured Brooklyn’s sounds as she came and I jerked in...

I’m trying to be a better gangsta, so I’m learning how to play the ukulele. I’m also trying to figure out how to rap a romance novel, like The Notebook.

I never thought our love story had an end,” Luke said faintly.Clicking the door shut, I slid down the wooden frame into a heap on the floor. Sobs racked my body as I echoed the...

You’re doing it again. Speeding ahead, looking for where you think you’re going, instead of seeing what’s along the way. You gotta learn to slow down and enjoy the ride, Angel.

Talk to me. Say something, anything,” he pleaded quietly as if he was trying to tame a wild animal.”There’s nothing to say.”He looked up and lowered his eyebrows on his eyes. “Why did you kiss...

I’ve been asking you to marry me since we met! What more do you want?

When dreams evaporate into the clouds and come back down as tiny rain droplets, are they the same dreams, or something altogether new?

He gently sucked on my lower lip, biting it carefully with his teeth. It sent tingles all over my body and I had to hold on to his strong shoulders, firm under my fingers. I...

Somehow they were entwining without touch, following a choreography laid down in time for lovers.

Mojo” around his neck.

Ho perso la persona più importante della mia vita anche se mi rendo conto, in questo momento, che non l’ho mai avuta.È sempre stata sua.

When we share in each other’s grief and pain, we lighten it. Or maybe we just give each other permission to feel it fully and, through that act of acceptance, the grief becomes more bearable....

Be myself. If only I remembered what it was like to be myself. I’m a fucking waitress in a crappy bar in a small town in the middle of nowhere. I was going nowhere. I...

I imagine I should have told it to you before? I love you, Sejal.I wish for you to become my wife.Recently I’ve also opened a shop in North Dakota and thinking that, just maybe, you...

Derrick, you have to make the air move out of her tummy. You are not assaulting her. You’re saving her from a stomach ache. ~Anne Howard

You shouldn’t touch a man like that in the morning,’’ he rasped, his hand hiding his crotch.

Novels are written word by word. If you can write a word, and then another word, you can write a novel—assuming your novel will be two words long. Here’s a two-word romance novel: I do....

Goodbyes are not forever. They are always partnered with see you again.

I just want you, to be mine, forever. I want a piece of you no one else has ever had, and I want you to own my heart forever.

Skip your fancy talk, Captain Lord Blackthorn. If I do your bidding, and I’m still discussing that with the Almighty, it will only be to save my arse.” Katie O’Reilly to Captain Lord Jack Blackthorn...

You ruined me.

Friendly fire was never friendly, and it was coming. Operation Stand-and-Watch was over. Did that mean Operation Bust-His-Balls was on deck?

Nunca tendremos fecha de caducidad para nuestro amor aunque la muerte nos separe tarde o temprano. Yo estaré a tu lado. Tú me redimirás. Yo te cuidare. Y tú me darás esa luz sin la...

Take a table and I’ll join you in a second.’’When he walked away I did something I couldn’t be scolded for doing.I checked out his ass in his jeans and…that looked good.

It’s hard being in the body of someone you don’t like, because you still have to respect it.