Let’s take it slow because some of the good things in life are worthy of reverence and appreciation. Let’s take it slow because what we have is like a cross-country ride, where all the breathtaking...

I love you too. If I ever try to hurt you again, lock me up, shoot me, do whatever you have to do…but don’t send me away,” he begged him never to separate them again.

Romantic literature is in effect imaginative lying.

Love is like a portable lamp/sex toy. The world calls those flashlights, but I’m much more romantic.

Join us. Play the game. It will bring you an untold number of rewards and you will finally have some direction and purpose in your lives. Take control of yourselves and those around you. Bend...

I’ll never forget the way he tastes. It’s not anything I can describe, a little sweet and a whole lot of spice, and it feels, in that moment, absolutely right.

I can make your life easier or more difficult. I leave the choice to you.

I didn’t want to be the woman who gave herself over willingly to the first man to notice her. I didn’t want to be the stupid girl in every novel who loved without question and...

Anna,” he said, dragging his frosted fingers through my hair.”Don’t you know what it means when a boy pulls your hair at your birthday party?” “No.” Just, then, i didn’t know what anything meant.

I’m not sentimental–I’m as romantic as you are. The idea, you know,is that the sentimental person thinks things will last–the romanticperson has a desperate confidence that they won’t.

Ardo,aku tidak meminta banyak padamu, aku tidak akan meminta uangmu, tidak waktumu dan tidak nyawamu, aku hanya minta tetaplah menjadi seperti Ardo yg aku kenal, tidak hanya hari ini, tetapi juga esok dan seterusnya

She shifted in his pocket, pressing her back against his chest. “It’s iron.”Instead of walking into the elevator, he glanced down at her. If he kept craning his neck this way, he was going to...

Gradually, we have become each other’s weather.

I don’t think sleeping with you is going to solve anything,” she said, stopping at the guest bedroom door.”I don’t really care what you think.

He needed to gather her up, hold on to her, anything to help her stop trembling. Something was going to shake loose if she didn’t.

Why?” I shrieked, hitting him again and again, and again, the sound of the blows thudding against his chest. “Why, why why!”.Because I was afraid!” He got hold of my wrists and threw me backward...

Faint black stubble shadowed his jaw, indicating he was a bedtime shaver, not a morning man. She remembered the feel of that stubble.Against her throat. Her breasts, The inside of her thighs.—He followed her back...

Ce ne stiamo in silenzio sotto quel cielo che ci guarda e chissà che pensa di noi. Ci sono sere in cui si vede a malapena una stella ma, se t’innamori, ne vedi tantissime, è...

If I let myself love you, I won’t throw myself in front of her. I’ll throw myself in front of you.

Me sujetó de la cintura para ayudarme a subir y debo de reconocer que estaba sensible al toque de sus manos, las cuales hicieron que mi cuerpo deseara más, para saciar la sed que había...

How much Romance do you like in your Fantasy? And, respectively, how much Questing do you like in your Romance?

I’ve always felt that distant train whistles heard in the dead of night are the universe’s way of letting us know the best days are neither ahead nor behind us…they’re happening right now, cradled in...

I want to feel intoxicated from inhaling the scent of you.

Perhaps it was the darkness and secrecy that lent an extra layer of excitement to their meeting? Certainly, all of her other senses felt heightened to an almost unbearable extent. She couldn’t see, but she...

Impossible to let go … No longer knowing how to hold on.

There ain’t a man in the world cares about a woman’s past until he’s thinking of her in his future.

You are the master of my heart. I am a slave to you’re soul. Intertwined in a perfect embrace that I will never release myself from.

What kind of songs do you like? she asked.”The ones that remind me of you,” I said.

You are the missing piece of my heart and soul. United we are now whole.

You wanted hearts and flowers. You have my heart — and here are the flowers.

I yearn to taste my desire on your lips.

When a man falls in love, he sees the beloved in an idealized vision which to the rest of the world seems unjustified by the facts of the woman’s character and appearance. The lover feels...

… The use of your gift for good is your responsibility. You must decide for yourself.

I gulped, mesmerized by his hypnotic eyes and charming, spearmint smile, and uttered something intelligent like,”Uh, huh.” ~ from Dragon Flight

…big, strapping macho guys were like liquid diets–they were great for emergencies, but she wouldn’t want to be on one all the time.

If you’re waiting for me to declare my undying love for you, I can’t do that yet, blood-bond or no blood-bond. If you think I’m the swoony type of heroine you find in romance novels,...

His eyes danced like a teenager. “Eat anyone alive today?” her father joked.Ruby returned his wicked grin and sauntered into the living room. “Not today, but tomorrow’s another day.

My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I’m well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath…He’s always,always in my...

Cam and I just broke up.”Cam laughed, hugging me even tighter into his side.I huffed, trying to wriggle free. “What are you doing?””Getting back together with you.

Just so we’re very clear. If I want to kill you, I can kill you.

She dropped her head again on Marius’ knees, and her eyelids closed. He thought the poor soul had departed. Eponine remained motionless. All at once, at the very moment when Marius fancied her asleep forever,...

Maybe someday, I’d find someone who’d prove he really loved me. Someone who’d hold me rather than let me fall. Someone who’d never lie to me.

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...

That casual glance was the beginning of a cataclysm of love that had still not ended half a century later.

He smiled wickedly, and my body warmed. “Girls dig bad boys.””Unfortunately, that’s true.””Is there a message, Bridge?””In your dreams,” I replied with a roll of my eyes, but it was all an act because there...

Pray as if all things depend on God, and work as if all things depend on you.

I Don’t Write Because God Gives Me A Fresh Word Everyday, I write Because of The Words He Has Already Spoken Yesterday That Changed Today.

My house seems remarkably full of people,” he observed. “Is it possible we were expected.

I’ve loved you probably from the first moment that I met you and I will love you until my last breath leaves. I fell in love with you the first time you smiled at me...

I smile broadly, feeling as warm and full as the sun.