but even if you hadn’t felt it, it would not change the way I feel about you.

I let myself feel everything. Just this once, I wanted it all. I let him push our passion to the cliff, let my body synchronize to his in perfect harmony. Just this once, I let...

Oh God, how she wanted more… She wanted to nibble and feast on much more than his mouth. And she wanted him to devour her. A craving to have his naked body atop her, under...

Und so fielen wir ineinander wie das entzweite Haus, das allein nicht stehen konnte, glorreiche, verdammte Liebende, die wir waren.

What if I wrenched the steering wheel hard to the right and we went crashing into those mist-shrouded trees? Hell, Jane’s hunkload of men would probably appear from nowhere to rescue us, throwing themselves in...

I like the sounds of words. Words are very enjoyable. I like words because they are… seductive. And I like words because they can contain… fantasies.

Doesn’t matter now,” he whispered and felt that he could not cry out to God.~William Drexler the Third

This is going to sound crazy, but… from the moment I first set eyes on you I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.

Life was not meant to be live alone.

Marriage is a partnership, not a democracy.

She have lit the fire and I threw myself upon it. O’ heart be her lover O’ fire emblaze.

The only other guest in the room was sprawled atop a corner table in the shadows. He was snoring away amidst a rather impressive assortment of empty mugs. The round shield wedged beneath one arm...

If I say your voice is an amber waterfall in which I yearn to burn each day, if you eat my mouth like a mystical rose with powers of healing and damnation, If I confess...

Then this is how you do it,’ and kissed her slowly, letting time fade away. And he couldn’t remember any other kiss that felt quite the same.

He kept pushing her, expecting for her to break. Fearing it. But he was the one who splintered apart. He was the one who broke.

They were opposite in so many ways, but it was the kind of difference that was balancing-her softness with his steel, his instinct and her logic. He was teaching her by example to have courage...

I like you too much.

Love is like a cigarette we all know it kills but don’t deny.

Unexpected Elizabeth wasn’t falling into his arms as he’d anticipated, even after he had acted heroic and been valiantly injured. Perhaps he had lost her.

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.

I’ve come to realize that love is tragic, somewhere down the line it’s inevitable. Fight for it.

[On what young husbands should say to their wives:] I have taken you in my arms, and I love you, and I prefer you to my life itself. For the present life is nothing, and...

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.

Gloria watched the swollen white orb of a hot-air balloon rising over Navy Pier and knew she had to break it off with Oliver, for he was the type who would never enjoy hot-air balloons,...

And I want to kiss you every day, but not just because I’m saying goodbye.

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...

Time and time again when I talk to individuals about approaching love with will and intentionality, I hear the fear expressed that this will bring an end to romance. This is simply not so. Approaching...

For thousands of nights I dreamed of making love to you. No man on earth has ever hated sunrise as I do.

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

Resting my head on the high-backed chair, I silently marvel at emotion so strong itcan quite literally chase away all reason and good sense. It is something I have neverexperienced. I pity Frances for being...

He uttered a curse that startled her with its foulness, and gripped her head between his hands, forcing her to stare at him. His voice was savage. “For twelve years I have been in constant...

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

They were both from the real world, their own distinct ones, but I was somewhere in limbo. Set apart, I didn’t know how to let either of them in.

And finally, she saw him smile. It chased the shadows from his face and made him a boy again. It was a smile that a woman could grow to yearn for.

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.

Not everything is a love story.

Sunflowers for Sarita is a fast-paced, high caliber romantic suspense. I couldn’t stop reading!

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...

And I’m trying to stay strong. I really, really am. But he smells so damn good, and his lips are just right there… all soft and inviting, and all I can think about is having...

I hope so.

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”.

Mrs. Panabaker is ten years older than God and probably smarter. She stops into the offices every other Thursday to tell my dad what she didn’t like about his sermon the previous Sunday. She makes...

I don’t know what the future holds. I only know that I want to be with you. You and me. Everything else is negotiable.

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

Why women choose to dress like this on a regular basis baffles me. It weighs so much. And then they add those high shoes? I will never understand Ladies,” Rose commented

At forty-one, he was still the quintessential bad boy—charming, at ease in his skin, and great-looking, with deep blue eyes, slicked-back brown hair, and the kind of full, sensuous mouth that bad boys seemed to...

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

it’s okay if college isn’t your thing. I’m sure there’s a pole somewhere with your name on it, but next time you might not want to buy your tits off Craig’s List. Just sayin’.

You lose yourself, Erica, because with the right person, who you become together is something so much greater, more than you could even realize right now.

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.