Everything I ever lost, I gained back with you.

…hero or not, he wanted to hold her forever and not let go.

What she felt for him wasn’t a sin.”If you’ll remain a gentleman?” she asked.Nolan swiveled on his heels and twirled her into the shadowy booth. He stepped inside the small space with her, their bodies...

Maybe you could give her a better life, but you don’t love her. You know nothing of love, angel. If she chose you, I’d let her go because I love her. Above my needs come...

There should always be another kissAnd another after that

Love can be such a mysterious muse and seductress… spinning her magical web of stardust and emotional euphoria. True love sang her siren song and we wrapped that song around us like the sweetest melody.

Come on, it’s an American tradition. Apple soup? Mom’s homemade chicken pie?’ She chuckled in spite of herself, then winced. ‘It’s apple pie and Mom’s homemade chicken soup. But you didn’t do badly, for a...

Obscurity is just obscurity. There’s no romance in obscurity.

Attraction is not an option.

Tell you what, you let me go, and I’ll ask you plenty of questions about your race. Until then, I’m slightly distracted with how this little vacation on the good ship Holy Sh*t is going...

I’m not like you. I’ve never cared about keeping relationships or sparing people’s feelings. All I’ve ever cared about is power: how to get it, and how to keep it. I told you as much...

I decide to order wine, despite the fact that I don’t like it. But just because I don’t enjoy it is no reason for me not to not enjoy it. I’m romantic like that, I...

Because we all need to believe in movies, sometimes.

Everything about her always seemed to dance. Her lips as she spoke, her eyes as she laughed, even her hands as she made the cup of coffee I just ordered.

Listen to me you piece of shit, if you ever give the press information about me, my parents or even breathe a word about me to anyone ever again, I swear to god I will...

My illusions range from romance to rowdiness.

I laugh. Yer crazy, I says.I was fine till I met you, he says.

That’s good to hear, Abby, since I need your breasts for a few minutes.

In a materialistic society, there’s no such a thing as a ‘romantic’ broke man.

I think I love you, Bennett. Probably not relevant at the moment so no need to say thanks.

When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one’s self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.

I was only trying to survive,” she mumbled, as if it made any difference. It was no excuse to use against someone who had truly been trying to survive, and Damian had done so quite...

Love is giving up control. It’s surrendering the desire to control the other person. The two—love and controlling power over the other person—are mutually exclusive. If we are serious about loving someone, we have to...

Whatever hypnotizing charms I may have over boys, did not in fact work on three hundred pound girl elves. Not that I would ever try it again.

Though the trials of life are never easy, someone to stand with you and help you with your burdens is one of the true essences of living. It is well that two should join together...

A letter is a soul, so faithful an echo of the speaking voice that to the sensitive it is among the richest treasures of love.

You’re a sweetie. I appreciate you cheering me on from the sidelines. But I think I need to go to the bathroom now and throw up.

Linsey pulled away, smiling in a way that would have made him look almostangelic if it wasn’t for the blood smeared around his mouth. When he licked his lips clean, the angelic image became clearer....

Partly James was jealous because he was a virgin, but mostly it just felt really weird being in a room with two people who’d spent the night having sex. It reminded him of the feeling...

Do you really want me to show you how you’re pushing me, Tessnia? What you do to me?

A man shouldn’t assume his wife was happy just because she didn’t complain all the time. She had complained this morning. He’d spanked her for it. That didn’t sit right somehow.

It’s beautiful here,” Rees murmured, watching the light play upon the water before returning his gaze to her. Mrs. Hollingsworth, his newest client, turned to him and forced a stiff smile. “Yes, money can buy...

She closed her eyes and let the rain fall on her face, and after another second, I could not have said what were raindrops, and what tears.

It may seem strange that one with whom I had held so little communion should have so engrossed my thoughts, but benefits conferred awaken love in some minds, as surely as benefits received in others.

But if I’d known there was going to be a firearms examination at the end of the kidnapping, by God, I would have studied for it!

As a fiction writer, let me make it up, and let me make it up to you. I’ll pen our love story, if you’ll be my co-author.

She tasted like a Chateau Margaux, perfectly rounded, slightly plumy with an aftertaste of ripe berries.

Well, maybe not entirely vanilla.

I get in that kind of situation all the time, Comrade. It’s not a big deal.” Anger replaced my fear. I didn’t like being treated like a child. “Stop calling me that. You don’t even...

Necesitaba distraerme en algo, pero por más que intentaba concentrarme, la imagen de Loui entraba de repente a mi mente y se apoderaba de mí. No encontraba la manera de calmar la revolución que sentía...

What?” The dread in her tone told Rob she knew what. “How much longer?””Thirty seconds.”She laughed with a panicked urgency. “I just tried to nod. I can’t feel my body, but I keep reaching for...

Lately I can’t help wanting usto be like other people.For example, if I were a smoker,you’d lift a match to the cigarettejust as I put it between my lips.It’s never been like thatbetween us: none...

Your love is poetry in perpetual motion capturing my heart with centrifugal force.

Sometimes it is worth taking a risk, no matter what the consequences.

The Phoenix burns and rebirths from the ashes in the absence of need for witness, acceptance, understanding or belief.

I am a hopeful romantic. – Charlotte, In the Shadow of Angels

You are worth fighting for.

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 will gladly spend the rest of my days learning your secrets.

Make me.