Every song is a story unfolding.

Bitter disappointment pushed tears from her eyes.”Now what’s wrong? I said you could wear it.”She drew in a shaky breath.”I w-wanted you to l-like my dreeessssss.”He moved his gaze over her.”The gown makes my mouth...

I’m bein’ tortured.

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

I slipped in and out of consciousness as time stretched and flowed around me. Dreams and reality blurred, but I liked the dreams better. Noah was in them.I dreamed of us, walking hand in hand...

Because once you give your body to a guy, there’s no taking it back. And once you’ve done that it opens up feelings, emotions and vulnerabilities you never knew you were capable of having. I’m...

There’s a part of me that recognizes him on a cellular level, a part that seeks his comfort and solace, that feels more than comfortable in his arms. And when he stares at me with...

Why not?

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

She certainly did not hate him. No; hatred had vanished long ago, and she had almost as long been ashamed of ever feeling a dislike against him, that could be so called. The respect created...

You took apart your robot dog.

Roarke: You’d enjoy flying more if you’d learn the controls.Eve: I’d rather pretend I’m on the ground.Roarke: And how many vehicles have you wrecked, had blown up, or destroyed in the last, oh, two years?Eve:...

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...

The problem is not that people make any bond of affection they like with people they like; the problem is calling that bond of affection “love.

Two Parts. One Whole.

FYI, women think glasses are a sign of brains, and also, they’re sexy.

Are you scared? he murmured, mouth only a hairbreadth away from hers.A small laugh escaped her. “Not as scared as I should be.

If women were totally satisfied with their sexual and lovemaking experiences, women would welcome the lovemaking experience as much as men.

She was the real treasure, more precious than sapphires, diamonds and gold.At the core of his ancient, cynical heart, he was an acquisitive creature, after all.

The life Julianne had chosen, the life she’d been lucky enough to achieve, required one thing and one thing only. The woman who lived it had to stand on her own two feet and face...

I’m going to love fucking you, Ella…” – Jonathan di Luca

Sammi watched him walk toward her.He walked like a predator, a conqueror. A king who ruled and commanded all. He was sex and sin, decadence and sensuality.He was, simply put, spectacular.

First, I’m not pestering you. I’m trying to make it clear that I want to fuck you into oblivion. Second, there is no other woman that I’m interested in. Clear enough for you?

While Maddox now believed the demon did not want to hurt Ashlyn, he wasn’t willing to take a chance. He would talk about flowers and moonbeams – he cringed – if it meant maintaining this...

Who loves you, Warren Valentine?” She did. I want Lilla to know that kind of love. The kind of love that never leaves or abandons.

Mercy is for the weak… let me show you how much of an Unseelie I still am.

Romance begins upstairs, then culminates downstairs.

The saying goes, if you love something, let it go. I always though it was better to just shoot the damn thing so it’d never go anywhere.

Dammit. I think I’m in like with the naked man I met today.

Nothing spices up one’s sex life like having a partner.

Times like this were special. Memory builders. When something extraordinary happened to a person the kind of things remembered forever after it didn’t have to be a life-changing event like a graduation or marriage or...

Jess.” He whispers. “That was far from manhandling you sweetheart. I’m just claiming what I want, and make no mistake,” He places tender kisses along my jaw leading down to my neck. “I. Always. Get....

We live in a dark and romantic and quite tragic world.

Matt is a tortured soul,’ Amanda insisted. ‘He’s Heathcliff and you’re Cathy. He’s Rochester and you’re Jane Eyre. He’s-”Darcy and I’m Elizabeth. I get it. And you’re wrong.

He [Ranger] stopped in front of my parents’ house, and we both looked to the door. My mother and my grandmother were standing there, watching us.”I’m not sure I feel comfortable about the way your...

To fall in love with someone’s thoughts – the most intimate, splendid romance.

I smile at you, hinting at the pleasures ahead, and silently point to the zip at the back of my dress…

Dear Lover…you have hands like hands, and feet like feet, and all of you is beautiful.

It’sbeen a long time since I’ve had a woman’s tights draped over my rod.” A quick wink and he was gone before she could do anything more than gape.

I feel like I’ve waited my whole life for him, waited to get to this point where I could appreciate and value him most.

Playing the martyr doesn’t suit you, Leila.’‘Maybe not, but playing the complete and utter bastard clearly suits you.

Hanya melupakannya? Apakah itu mudah?

Justru karena cinta, kamu memelihara dirimu dan dirinya agar tetap mulia. Bila ia mendekat, tetaplah duduk. Karena itu yang menjaga emosi agar tak meletup. Bila ia menjauh, jangan dekati dia sebelum waktunya. Sabar itu jauh...

I don’t know,” she said. “I’m not sure you would like me in real life. I’m a lot different there, you know. I don’t even look the same.”” I don’t care if you look like...

… I suppose that it is not so easy to go home and it takes a bit of time to make a son out of a stranger.

Can you find beauty in darkness, Eve?” Danny asked.She nodded. “Yes.””Then look for it,” he said softly.

Runaways are romantic. The girls are waiflike with dyed ratty hair and baggy pants. They usually own a stray dog of the mutt variety and drag it along by a rope, plopping down in front...

You were just worried about me.” An exhale, relieved that I had understood. “Yeah”I turned. “Because you think I’m worth it”He put his fingers under my chin. “I absolutely think your worth it.””But you don’t...

Darren played with the ice cream before raising a spoonful to his mouth. I watched him lick it before he wrapped his lips around the spoon, closing his eyelids and savoring the flavor on his...

Oh, those warm days of stumbling words; blinded eyes, embracing in sweet slow dances and sipping courage from a bottle for sneaking kisses.