Because that means you’re thinking, and a thinking woman is usually something to fear.

They wanted so desperately to love each other more, to remove their clothes and submit their naked bodies to each other, but it was almost as if they were cursed since the first day that...

I like you too much.

I like these games we play, the ones that involve our heads and our hearts ~ Page 212

Don’t you believe I love you? Don’t know how I can make you believe. I didn’t want to kiss you goodbye–that was the trouble–I wanted to kiss you goodnight. […] Of course I love you....

I hear the beating of the waves you carry in your chest That simple and that profound This love that binds us Folded in pieces inside love’s soul.

Wow,” Clay said. “Never thought I’d see the day a woman walked away from you. And in the middle of a the desert.” He cracked up and pulled his cell phone from his pocket. “I’m...

Either get out of bed or else take your clothes off,” he said. “I’m not in the mood to compromise.

I’m either with you forever, or I’m not. I’m not into games or fucking around. I’ve had enough experience to know what to hold onto when I get it.

Pain is an inevitable part when you truly love.

His voice was like soothing melted chocolate. I wanted him to ooze his lovely voice all over my naked body.

Beautyisn’t all about tooth whiteners, hard abs, and hundred-dollar lipstick. Beauty isabout growing old together, remembering when together, laughing together. If mypicture disgusts you, fine. Go look at the faces of women who named a...

Katherine stared intently at the cold, hard steel. She knew it would be loaded and that, if need be, there was extra ammunition in the back of the drawer. She would not be one of...

Big surprise, I put you to sleep. Don’t feel bad. It happens all the time.

My fingers slipped into his thick, black hair and held tightly. He paused, not wanting to pull away. I didn’t let him. I was going to say goodbye properly. I held tightly, pressing my lips...

I am 15 and you are 51, I know you are the best, to be loved by, everyone.

Teenage guys are not supposed to be concerned like this. They are supposed to tell fart jokes, and comment on girls’ boobs, and not really pay attention when something is bothering a friend. It’s really,...

He paused, giving her a sweet smile of understanding. “You don’t have to start with the crown jewels, you know. You could start with my lips then work your way down.

The feelings that still linger, decade after decade, aren’t just the residue of a love lost. They are as real as the first day I told her I loved her.” ~Corbin Jones, Voice of Innocence

Some stories consumed you, they made time stop, your worries float into the ether, and when it came to my reading habits I chose romance over any other genre. The appeal of the happy ever...

Love is photogenic, it develops in the dark.

Why is he scared of the dark?”I meant the words for a joke, but Shade nodded seriously. “Like all monsters. Because it reminds him of what he truly is”.

If you have no idea what I’m about to do, just watch and wait..then you’ll see time spin to a stop right before your eyes..and you’ll forget that world you once knew

When they see us dance. When they see how you look at me. When they see how I smile at you.

He watched the newly arrived commuters as they stepped into the carriage, pushed their way down the tube, the odours from their damp clothes mingling, giving off varying degrees of mustiness: London grime, or smoke...

My fingers itched to touch, my lips begged to taste and my body buzzed with a frenzied energy, but my mind screamed to move far away from him fast.

His hands fell to my hips, and his fingers dug through my rain-drenched clothes.

Off-limits. Yeah, I know. So were you, but that didn’t stop me. In case you haven’t noticed, I have serious issues with following rules.

She touched him everywhere she could reach. The rounded hardness of his biceps and chest, the ripped contours of his back, his thick, damp hair, until touching with his hands wasn’t enough.

Whether David believed in her affliction or not didn’t change the fact that it existed, and some day it would catch up with her.

The song in me for you is forever musical

When you got captured, I didn’t know…” He trailed off, had to chug whiskey before he could continue. “If it’d be like…””What?””Like it was with Clotile.””Oh, Jackson, no. I was okay. I’m unharmed.””Didn’t know if...

The secrecy of our existence is the key to our survival. The existence of a frail human will never stand upon that.’Lothaire

Keisha said… I’m going to ride you so hard you might regret seeking shelter here.Gabe replied… IF you don’t, I’m gonna need to go back out and throw myself into a snowbank just to cool...

We ruined each other by being together. We destroyed each other’s dreams.

Thinking this is “The One” becomes an excuse to let your own life deteriorate.

This is a test. This is only a test. If this was my actual life I’d be famous, rich, and thin.

Gem, there is an exception to every rule and we are going to be it. I’m not losing you.

What are you wearing?” “Coveralls. Shit-kickers. Long, latex gloves.” He blinked. “can’t wait to see you take them off.

I know. When you kiss me, it’s like that for me, too.

I hope we gave them that sense of belonging because I know there’ll be times in their lives when grasping at those bonds could mean the difference between making it and not.

When a man finds the woman he really loves, the one he respects and wants to call wife, there is nothing on earth he won’t do for her. No mountain he won’t hike. No river...

It’s just me throwing myself at you,romance as usual, us times us,not lust but moxibustion,a substance burning closeto the body as possiblewithout risk of immolation.

You could do with a bit of spoiling.

You always were the hot head. You got a temper in you that can’t be tamed, yet you also got a soft spot for stray dogs, kids in trouble and damsels in distress. See why...

It wouldn’t have mattered if they were scratches or not,” he says, his voice like liquid. “I was bitten during the escape from the house.” My limbs go weak, everything inside me folding in collapsing...

I’ll never be able to give you smart answers about why we suffer, but I can come into your world and try to be some kind of help to you.

I don’t know who you are; you could be an axe murderer for all I know. How am I supposed to trust you and follow you? For that matter, follow you where?” Gabe inquired.”Search yourself,...

No matterwhat he did to make Claire’s life better or show her he’d changed, these memories would always linger in the recesses of his mind. For the rest of his life, he’d know what he’d...

Like they’ve got a mild case of bronchitis. Totally hot.