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I know you won’t miss me, I know you won’t even bother to ask how i am without you? But still my heart will always call for you, my mind will always think of you...

True love is finding your soulmate in your best friend

Love, is there even a true description other than knowing your heart will cease to beat without that certain someone in your life?-Rusty Blackwood

I was going to make him forget, too. He would forget every woman who came before me, every moment that I wasn’t a part of, every dream he had that didn’t include me. Starting now.

My heart only ever had one thought, one want. One need. Despite all, in spite of all…All my heart has ever wanted is you.

I did before she died. Of course, my mouth was clean back then. It took years of trial and error to blossom into the fine outstanding young woman you see before you today.

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

It’s your right to have wishes and dreams. We all have them. It’s what makes us who we are – susceptible, stupid, and blind. But love gives us hope to live another day

Time for us began to be measured by moments when we spoke, and moments when we longed to speak again.

Either.

At this very moment with my girl in my arms, I feel like there’s nothing I can’t do for her, for us. — Duke

Maybe before you start flirting with boys and kissing boys and trying to date boys, you should know who you are and where you stand.

For the first time since I met her, I understand her need to keep her name secret and respect that. Here, someplace other than at home, we can be who we want, be with who...

He was gargoyle. Tonight, his mate would learn exactly what that meant.

Great minds think alike, but lovers think as one.

Making love is not something you do to someone―it’s something you share. Lovemaking between men and women should be mutually pleasurably. Both women and men should be fully and completely satisfied.

You’re different,” he said, touching my face.Of course I was. The man I loved had killed for me. A lot of things became inconsequential after a sacrifice like that.

All the privilege I claim for my own sex (it is not a very enviable one, you need not covet it) is that of loving longest, when existence or when hope is gone.

I would have asked you to let down your hair” turning to regard her with a grin, his teeth a slash of white in his blackened face.”But it is not quite long enough anymore.

She lifted a shoulder casually and slowly blinked.”Where do you want to be?””With you,” he answered without hesitation.

In Paris, the dance was everything. The dance of romance was what a man could remember in his old age. Didn’t all young Americans come to Europe in search of that kind of romance?

We’re out of time, Payton. You said it yourself: the only way we’ll make it is for us to go into this together. I know we can do this. But I need you to believe...

If you ride around with your mouth hanging open, I assume that could be a possibility.

As for the piano, the faster her fingers flew over it, the more he marveled. She struck the keys with aplomb and ran from one end of the keyboard to the other without a stop.

Yeah. I do.

I stopped looking at the cars after the first few miles. Once I started to see past the exteriors, I saw what lay inside some of them and felt the urge to sprint to the...

It was heartfelt, it was heartbreaking. It was extreme joy, it was bone-crushing grief. It was fiery hot, it was icy-cold. It was true love sprouting… it was true love dying.It’s like we were both...

This should never have happened, Brishen. We were unimportant, you and I. We weren’t supposed to mean anything to anyone.””Woman of day,” he said slowly. “You mean everything to me.

AVAGod you are a delightyou have delivered what I likeheaven delivers a gift with lipsheaven delivers a gift with hipsGod you delivered what I likeoh God you are in the spotlight

A good part of the physical attraction [between the hero and heroine of a romance novel] comes to life during these exchanges as well, since language creates a meeting of the minds. I have long...

Every ship is a romantic object, except that we sail in

I love these pet names,” she said, gazing soulfully up into his eyes, “Nitwit. Sap skull. Termagant. How they make my heart flutter!

You’re not a fool for being in love. You’re only a fool if you don’t give your all to Love but expect to be Loved” – MACKEY

I’d spent a night with Ranger a while ago, and I knew what happened when he was encouraged. Ranger knew how to make a woman want him. Ranger was magic.

It was amazing the things you could bring yourself to do when you felt insecure, when you were out to protect your heart. You could deny it what it wants most, just for the sake...

Six nervous wives at the sink, each quiet as a queen on a chessboard.

Dear Lover,Your laughter is warm rain, and you are the rainbow.

For readers worldwide, the attraction of romance novels seems to be that they provide hope, strength, and the assurance that happy endings are possible. Romance makes the promise that no matter how bleak things sometimes...

There are demons within. And they’re the deadliest kind.

We prayed these wars would end all wars –In war we know is no romance.”(Done With Bonaparte)

It’s like you have a plan and someone comes along and makes you want to change it all, but you still like your first plan, no matter how fantastic the second one makes you feel.

Get on your knees. I want you to feel me so deep that the belt is of little consequence when it comes to breathing.

And we were kissing like drowning people breathe– like suddenly we’d discovered something that has never been so sweet before that moment.

I look through the cage…an absolute beauty of yours…

She was murdered by rebels.’ He took in her unconcealed look of shock. ‘So there you go. Something for you to celebrate.’ Magnus turned away from her, ready to find solace in his chambers, but...

You’d better run, little bunny…before the big bad wolf catches you.

I’m sorry he won’t talk to you. And I’m sorry that he keeps hurting you. I really am. I don’t know how to fix things between you two, but I think a place to start...

Look at me, Kia! Look me in the eye and tell me you’re not her.