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5513350 London was beginning to illuminate herself against the night. Electric lights sizzled and jagged in the main thoroughfares, gas-lamps in the side streets glimmered a canary gold or green. The sky was a crimson battlefield of spring, but London was not afraid. Her smoke mitigated the splendour, and the clouds down Oxford Street were a delicately painted ceiling, which adorned while it did not distract. She has never known the clear-cut armies of the purer air. Leonard hurried through her tinted wonders, very much part of the picture. His was a grey life, and to brighten it he had ruled off a few corners for romance. romance nightfall e-m-forster howards-end colors description london E.M. Forster
bae8100 Bad enough that getting turned on when he had nothing more than a bath towel to hide it would make the condition kind of hard to miss, but getting turned on in front of his ex-fiancee was akin to smearing honey on his junk and walking into grizzly territory. romance humor jock Heidi Betts
b626f2c "Does still run fiction?" "I have absolutely no idea, Melinda," he said, grinning." humour romance funny Robyn Carr
0eaa278 Isn't he cute? That he thinks he has a sense of humour? humour romance funny Robyn Carr
bc48916 "I'll always be your friend," he said. "Your best friend, if you let me. But I want to be your lover, too." He groaned and shifted in his chair. "Soon. I want to be that soon." Then a look came over him. "Oh Gina...I didn't even court you! God, I should date you first before I beg you to take off your clothes!" romantic humour romance funny Robyn Carr
4596bba All the way home, his wound pulsing with every hearbeat, he had cursed himself for a fool. How could he think she loved him? He had never been loved in his life, save perhaps by Erik and the other men who had served with him across the sea, and that was the love of comrades. He had never known the love of women, just their embrace. Twice he had found tears running down his face... romance love self-pity frustration Raymond E. Feist
0a2ada8 "Daydreaming had spun in her head a book-length "soon-to-be" affair with Percy. He would call her when she returned home, ask her out, pick her up in a Porsche, take her to an expensive restaurant and order lobster, then to the theater, kissing her passionately in his leather upholstered seats afterwards, promising that he would see her the following day, and the day after that. She was still working on the castle-in-the-sky and the happily-ever-after chapters. It was incredible the material an innocent, half-hour conversation could generate." romance love Christopher Pike
221372d I'm not trying to push you away. I'm trying to save your life. I want you to live. You're extraordinary. The world needs you. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
308d388 She had captured his heart and he didn't ever want it back. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
9a5ffb1 You need to accept my apology and then let it go. That's the way we're going to do things when we're together. I'm going to fuck up and apologize a lot. You're going to forgive me and let it go. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
2374297 "Yes, but if you cannot clear your name, what then are we to do?" she demanded. "Forget we ever met!" said Ludovic with a groan. This Spartan resolve did not commend itself to Eustacie at all. Two large tears sparkled on the ends of her eyelashes, and she said in a very forlorn voice; "But me, I have a memory of the very longest!" romance Georgette Heyer
b2c8dab Can a split quill write fair script? Can a blunt axe cut wood for the fire? Can a cripple please a lady? romance Juliet Marillier
f246706 Well,' Frederick had said, 'I will see what can be arranged, Archie. But I will not have the girl frightened or compromised.' 'You sound like a grandfather who has raised fifteen daughters and is now starting on his granddaughters, Freddie,' Lord Archibald had said. 'It is most disconcerting. romance humor witty-banter regency-romance mary-balogh regency dialogue Mary Balogh
375e617 "Catti-brie didn't blink, barely drew breath. She was thinking how noble this drow had been. So many other men would not have asked questions, would have taken advantage of the situation. And would that have been such a bad thing? the young woman had to ask herself now. Her feelings for Drizzt were deep and real, a bond of friendship and love. Would it have been such a bad thing if he had made love to her in that room? Yes, she decided, for both of them, because, while it was her body that had been offered, it was Khazid'hea that was in control. Things were awkward enough between them now, but if Drizzt had relented to the feelings that Catti-brie knew he held for her, if he had not been so noble in that strange situation and had given in to the offered temptation, likely neither of them would have been able to look the other in the eye afterward. Like they were doing now, on a quiet plateau high in the mountains, with a chill and crisp breeze and the stars glowing even more brightly above them. "Ye're a good man, Drizzt Do'Urden," the grateful woman said with a heartfelt smile. "Hardly a man," Drizzt replied, chuckling, and glad for the relief of the tension. Only a temporary relief, though. The chuckle and the smile died away almost immediately, leaving them in the same place, the same awkward moment, caught somewhere between romance and fear." romance friendship love R.A. Salvatore
74bb295 Curiouser and curiouser, as Alice in Wonderland would say... romance urban-fantasy ya vampires Mari Mancusi
bb79557 It didn't take much to turn a man solitary-being the new guy too often, being controversial now and then, a couple of unsuccessful attempts at a lasting relationship with a woman... romance Robyn Carr
9245fbc "She could hear him swallow, and then his face was against hers, his own damp. "I'm so lucky you would have me, my Phoebe, as my wife and my love. You've brought the sun into my lonely, gray life." (Captain James Trevellion)" -- romance Elizabeth Hoyt
bc5078c Oh my God. Oh my God, J.P. is in love with me. And we blew up the school. romance humor dramatic-moment Meg Cabot
4afbd50 "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, she slowly opened her eyes in which appeared the sombre profundity of death, and said to him in a tone whose sweetness seemed already to proceed from another world:-- "And by the way, Monsieur Marius, I believe that I was a little bit in love with you." She tried to smile once more and expired." romance Victor Hugo
14a727c Never the romance without the bloodshed! romance Rick Moody
d50d4b8 "He pulled loose the ribbons of her bonnet and tossed the garment onto the opposite seat. He held her head against his shoulder and rested his cheek on top of it. He had no idea if she needed to be gathered in or not. But he needed to gather. "Idiot," he said. "You precious idiot, Elizabeth." -- romance regency-romance Mary Balogh
c6acf9d The difference between a friendship and a romance is illustrated in the image of a long-stemmed rose. The stem is the friendship, the blossom is the romance. Because the ego is sensation-oriented, our focus automatically goes to the blossom, but all the nourishment which the blossom needs in order to live reaches it through the stem. The stem might look boring in comparison, but if you take the blossom off the stem, it will not last for long. romance Marianne Williamson
2499987 You know I want you. You know that I'd give my soul to pick you up in my arms and keep you here, hidden away from the world, forever and ever. romance Agatha Christie
b64470d And then of course there was her opinion to consider. Would she ever care to entertain the thought of kissing him, let alone marrying him? He was willing to bet his life that she wasn't. Not yet anyway. Therefore, he had made up his mind. He had devised a carefully thought-out plan, its sole purpose being to eventually ensure Emily's hand in marriage. And he would do it the old fashioned way--through trickery. romance sophie-barnes Sophie Barnes
7edcc74 Everyday in my office I meet consumers of the modern ideology of marriage. They bought the product, got it home, and found that it was missing a few pieces. So they come to the repair shop to fix it so it looks like what's on the box. They take their relational aspirations as a given-both what they want and what they deserve to have-and are upset when the romantic ideal doesn't jibe with the unromantic reality. It's no surprise that this utopian vision is gathering a growing army of the disenchanted in its wake. marriage romance Esther Perel
e2d9d35 Maybe - let's not rule it out - this will be the song that cuts clean, the one that matters, the one that sheds standard-issue romance and reveals, under its old skin, a raw blood-red devotion deeper than comfort, a desire profounder than schoolboy satisfaction, a yearning cold and immaculate and unstoppable as snow. satisfaction romance Michael Cunningham
78ecc33 He then, with great presence of mind, put a stop to any further recriminations by kissing her; and his indignant betrothed, apparently feeling that he was too deeply sunk in depravity to be reclaimable, abandoned (for the time being, at all events) any further attempt to bring him to a sense of his iniquity. kiss romance love regency-romance Georgette Heyer
206bb93 For the record, I would have made a very lousy romance heroine. romance urban-fantasy vampires Mari Mancusi
9ae4670 "Still dark. The Alpine hush is miles deep. The skylight over Holly's bed is covered with snow, but now that the blizzard's stopped I'm guessing the stars are out. I'd like to buy her a telescope. Could I send her one? From where? My body's aching and floaty but my mind's flicking through the last night and day, like a record collector flicking through a file of LPs. On the clock radio, a ghostly presenter named Antoine Tanguay is working through Nocturne Hour from three till four A.M. Like all the best DJs, Antoine Tanguay says almost nothing. I kiss Holly's hair, but to my surprise she's awake: "When did the wind die down?" "An hour ago. Like someone unplugged it." "You've been awake a whole hour?" "My arm's dead, but I didn't want to disturb you." "Idiot." She lifts her body to tell me to slide out. I loop a long strand of her hair around my thumb and rub it on my lip. "I spoke out of turn last night. About your brother. Sorry." "You're forgiven." She twangs my boxer shorts' elastic. "Obviously. Maybe I needed to hear it." I kiss her wound-up hair bundle, then uncoil it. "You wouldn't have any ciggies left, perchance?" In the velvet dark, I see her smile: A blade of happiness slips between my ribs. "What?" "Use a word like 'perchance' in Gravesend, you'd get crucified on the Ebbsfleet roundabout for being a suspected Conservative voter. No cigarettes left, I'm 'fraid. I went out to buy some yesterday, but found a semiattractive stalker, who'd cleverly made himself homeless forty minutes before a whiteout, so I had to come back without any." I trace her cheekbones. "Semiattractive? Cheeky moo." She yawns an octave. "Hope we can dig a way out tomorrow." "I hope we can't. I like being snowed in with you." "Yeah well, some of us have these job things. Gunter's expecting a full house. Flirty-flirty tourists want to party-party-party." I bury my head in the crook of her bare shoulder. "No." Her hand explores my shoulder blade. "No what?" "No, you can't go to Le Croc tomorrow. Sorry. First, because now I'm your man, I forbid it." Her sss-sss is a sort of laugh. "Second?" "Second, if you went, I'd have to gun down every male between twelve and ninety who dared speak to you, plus any lesbians too. That's seventy-five percent of Le Croc's clientele. Tomorrow's headlines would all be BLOODBATH IN THE ALPS AND LAMB THE SLAUGHTERER, and the a vegetarian-pacifist type, I know you wouldn't want any role in a massacre so you'd better shack up"--I kiss her nose, forehead, and temple--"with me all day." She presses her ear to my ribs. "Have you heard your heart? It's like Keith Moon in there. Seriously. Have I got off with a mutant?" The blanket's slipped off her shoulder: I pull it back. We say nothing for a while. Antoine whispers in his radio studio, wherever it is, and plays John Cage's In a Landscape. It unscrolls, meanderingly. "If time had a pause button," I tell Holly Sykes, "I'd press it. Right"--I press a spot between her eyebrows and up a bit--"there. Now." "But if you did that, the whole universe'd be frozen, even you, so you couldn't press play to start time again. We'd be stuck forever." I kiss her on the mouth and blood's rushing everywhere. She murmurs, "You only value something if you know it'll end." romance David Mitchell
786eb7e Once bitten, totally smitten. romance vampires-romance urban-fantasy ya Mari Mancusi
56cb920 I would know you from the heart of the sun. I would know you even if I were mad. I will know you always, whatever form I wear. I swear it. romance love shapeshifter gay-romance Elizabeth A. Lynn
d857377 I will devour you. romance m-m-erotic-romance m-m-romance Kay Berrisford
e07b96a I've always loved catching snow on my eyelashes. romance contemporary Debbie Macomber
0d842b8 With the long hours of daylight in the Alaska summers, the gardens served up a cornucopia of amazing and extra-large produce. romance funny clean sweet Debbie Macomber
e851035 Merry Christmas. His would be without the Merry for sure. romance festive holiday seattle snow Debbie Macomber
4c38c7e --Oye ?y esta guapo el asesor? --Rebecca elevo una ceja con picardia al mismo tiempo que se mordia los labios. --Guapo es poco, es hermoso, un hombre bellisimo, se llama Rick y es una excelente persona --lo describio emocionada--. Me gusta mucho para Minerva, espero se conozcan muy bien y formalicen algo mas serio pronto. --?Tanto asi te gano el cunado? --estaba sorprendida--. Pues debe de ser una maravilla, para que haya pasado la prueba de escrutinio de la desconfiada Aurora Warren, debe de ser un ejemplar unico y divino. --Jura que lo es --sonrio sin poder contenerse. romance erótico Itxa Bustillo
923291b I am still not used to being the possessor of such a grand title. I believe I shall have to start wearing a purple satin turban and carrying a lorgnette. romance humor witty-banter regency-romance mary-balogh regency dialogue fashion Mary Balogh
654bca1 He took her breath away. He was solid, all muscle and she could see, even with the veil of gray rain, that his muscles rippled deliciously as he ran. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
d52e20b She liked that little nod of approval he'd given her as if she were his equal just because she hadn't given into the hysteria welling up. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
8a9133c "Where the fuck is your coat?" His voice was pitched low. Soft. It sounded menacing, as if all his anger was directed at her because she didn't have on a coat." romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
3b3c99f In his quest to find the perfect supersoldier, he experimented on the girls and when he thought he perfected what he was looking for, he psychically and genetically enhanced the soldiers in his GhostWalker program. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
ac181ef He glanced back at her over his shoulder, his incredible eyes moving over her face. Seeing her. Focusing on her. The way he looked at her made her heart begin to accelerate. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
4847f55 That fantasy mouth smiled. The kind of smile that could melt the panties off a nun. Holy Cow. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
1af8bc5 Stefano's the oldest. He has four brothers, equally hot. One sister, totally beautiful. When they walk around together, people just stare at them. That's how hot they are. Each one is supercool as well, which makes them scorching hot. I'm a little in love with them, including their sister. That's how totally gorgeous they are. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
0c1cbf0 He stared down into her eyes, holding her there like he could, just with his gaze, mesmerizing her. Keeping her captive, under his spell. A slow smile transformed the hard edges of his handsome face. He was so beautiful to her. A gorgeous man and she was falling more and more in love with him. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
5aa0c41 He pulled out of her mind abruptly. She knew because she felt bereft. Starkly alone. The feeling was raw and ugly after having him there with her. She wanted him back, and that wasn't an intelligent response. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
7ea1f4d Every moment I'm with you, bambina, I fall harder. It's difficult for mr to believe you're real. You aren't the only one a little terrified. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
f379c94 There was a sense of comfort being wrapped up in his arms. He was calm in the middle of a terrifying experience. He was a rock she could cling to. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
976f514 In that moment he knew she could shatter him. Break him into a million pieces and he'd never recover. Not in this lifetime. He realized all the lore in his family was truth. Ferraro men. When then found the right woman, loved her with everything in them and they did it only once. Francesca was his once. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
3ae2441 Bottom line, dolce core, that's who I am. When the cops can't do something to protect citizens, it's my turn. You have to decide if you can live with who I am. The real me. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
4996b52 It was an observation, not a judgment. Shylah liked the way Draden seemed to reserve his conclusions until he had the facts. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
8075b35 Francesca was...extraordinary. A gift. A miracle. She just gave herself to him. He was connected to her through their shadows and he knew how she felt. Frightened, bordering on terror. Still, he mattered to her. She saw him, not the Stefano the rest of the world saw, but the man inside who needed. Who didn't want to stand alone. She gave herself to that man. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
c4f1046 Her wild imagination immediately interpreted his statement as him claiming her, making her his, letting her know no matter what, he would stand for her. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
574d800 She felt Stefano's body sitting next to her, yet he seemed to take up the room, surrounding her, in front of her, at her back. He was everywhere. Dangerous. Determined. Giving her a feeling of security. How he managed that she didn't know. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
4d6c48e She loved to see that smile, the way it transformed his face from rugged, dangerous, very masculine beauty to something much softer and approachable. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
670d47a There it was, again, that hurt in his eyes. Maybe hurt. Something. Sadness. That was it. She detested that look. He shouldn't ever feel unhappy. It was more than unhappy. Desolate, as if he was completely alone and she'd taken his last joy from him. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
606e681 Say yes, Francesca. I didn't think it was possible to feel anything real for a woman. I just couldn't. I tried, but nothing was there. I knew I was capable of loving because I love my sister and brothers fiercely. With everything in me. But what a man feels for a woman, 'the' woman, eluded me until you. Until I saw you. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
a029ffc He had thought to hold a part of himself back until she made up her mind. Getting his heart broken wasn't on his list of things he wanted to experience. But the effect of her welcoming smile told him it was too late. He'd already fallen. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
7dba819 He was the devil, but she didn't care. On some level she even knew he was using her own body against her, pitting her innocence against his experience, but she didn't care about that, either. She wanted to leap into the fire with both feet, arms wide, eyes open. She knew his world might be something she would have a difficult time accepting, but he was worth it. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
dfcfd16 His thoughtful Grace. He liked that trait in her. Te stillness in her. She brought a sense of peace to her surroundings. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
910b427 You don't do violence, Francesca, not unless it's self-defense or in defense of our family. I won't have that on your soul. You're going to be my wife. The mother of my children. You're about love and softness. Not killing. Never that romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
6496d2b "There you go, getting all protective on me. You're worried about me, aren't you?" His voice practically purred at her, a sensual mixture of possession, desire and something else - affection. "Dio, bambino, I love that." romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
5b28c13 "She looked down onto his face. So gorgeous. It wasn't just his beautiful, very masculine features, it was the way he was inside. "I'm in love with you. There isn't anything that you can tell me that is going to change that." romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
5442281 Since I've had to endure your ugliness my entire life, I'm immune to whatever venom you choose to spew. However, and you'd better hear me, Eloisa, I will not tolerate you doing the same thing to my woman. She's my choice. She's always going to be my choice. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
7ad1edf Grace had filled those lonely places, replacing them with laughter and conversation. She'd given him the purpose he needed there in his home to maintain his balance in a world of stark duty. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
8a5f7a7 She was...salvation. Everything good. She lit up a room just as she lit up his life. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
6a10269 The gate, which had been securely locked, stood open in welcome. Everything seemed to be welcoming him. A sense of peace began to steal into his heart. A part of him wanted to sit on one of the benches and soak in the atmosphere. romance paranormal suspense Christine Feehan
2117911 He'd always had his family, his brothers and sister, and they had formed a unit so strong, when he was younger, he hadn't thought he would ever need anyone else. Loneliness taught him otherwise. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
f57d5ea She took away sorrow and anger, replacing it with acceptance and love. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
8e4d4e5 The rider uses a technique, breaking the neck cleanly, so there is no suffering. That is why it is important not to allow it to be personal if at all possible. You always want the visit to be about justice, not revenge. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
d224cb3 "Are you absolutely certain that Grace is yours? She's not just a woman who would be suitable because she carries the genetic code we need? Francesca is my world. Your woman needs to be yours." "Grace is my Francesca, " Vittorio assured." romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
1190200 I'd like you to make an effort to share what you're feeling, good or bad, with me. I'll do the same. If we're honest with each other in our communication this will work for us. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
a3efe44 "Know this, sivamet-this child will be mine. I will take Vadim's blood from you and exchange it for mine. Eventually, over time, she will be ours. My child and yours. My blood will change her cells. her organs, reshaping and repairing any damage. 'The healer-" - Dragomir to Emeline" romance fantasy christine-feehan dark-27 dark-legacy mystery crime paranormal vampires Christine Feehan
bc9e7f9 Emma, I'll never be easy. I won't. I'm not going to pretend your life will be a bed of roses, but I can tell you that no man will ever need you more, or want you more, or love you more than I will. romance shifter Christine Feehan
6e4c50d Looking into Ricco's eyes, she knew she was safe with him. She felt safe. More she felt free. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
e33ce46 It was strange, that feeling of freedom, as if by tying her, he released her spirit--beaten down, so encased in the beliefs of others, what was right, what was wrong, what she was-- so that she could just be. Simply be. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
5cf037a She had no idea she could feel so protected. So beautiful. So cherished. He made her feel all those things. She could give him his art- and it was beautiful. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
85ecee6 He was waiting and she had to answer. Take that last irrevocable step. [...] She'd do whatever was necessary, but it had to be the right thing, no mistakes. What she was doing was very, very dangerous, but she had no choice. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
3169265 We clearly were on the same team. You killed over a dozen of the bastards and I wasn't about to reward you by killing you. They deserved it. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
63f8593 Fear wasn't the problem, she could deal with nerves, it was the excitement welling up in her that frightened her most. The unfamiliar emotion was too strong. Too needy. Too everything she was unprepared to deal with. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
c76578c She wanted a family. She loved that the Ferraros were so tight-knit, but she barely knew them. She didn't even really know what Stefano did for a living. There was just a little bit of fear when she was around them all. Power clung to them. They were their wealth so easily, like a second skin. More than that, they were a cloak of pure danger. When any of the Ferraros walked into a room, there was stunned silence- a collective gasp from any other occupants of the room. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
a5863b3 He preferred smaller knives, but when you wanted to make a statement, you did it big. He wanted this man cowed and willing to talk. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
924323a Two F-bombs in under a second. He was more than furious. She had no choice but to lift her chin, but she kept her eyes childishly shut tight, afraid if she looked at him, she'd be lost. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
c1d5cd6 [Joe] was the sort of man who stayed cool under the most embarrassing situations and having Shylah RIP him a new one in front of an audience had to be right up there. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
1d55942 "Draden stepped back and saluted his friend and commanding officer. [...] Its been an honor to serve with you, sir. Their GhostWalker unit didnt stand on formality as a rule.[...]He felt it was important for Joe Spagnola to know how he felt about the man. Joe looked stricken, but his back was ramrod stiff. "Fight, Draden.[...]" romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
9b3ee54 Nonny has this way about her. She made me realize that there was good people in the world. She made me see that we were a family of sorts--the GhostWalkers in my unit--and that we had extended family in the other GhostWalker units. I liked that. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
0ca36c6 She'd never had a breakdown before. That had been scary, to cry without the ability to stop it. Crying on Draden should have been humiliating, but it had been comforting. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
893c4d0 The air was hot and humid. Sultry. Her body seemed to have caught some of the intensity of the storm. She felt a little wild and out of sorts. Edgy. On the verge of something big. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
814ed97 Draden. Who knew there were men like him in the world? He made it exciting to wake up in the morning. She looked forward to the day. To their shared laughter. Their conversations. The intense attraction between them. Who wouldn't fall in love with him? romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
717d02b There it was. His woman. Laying it out for him. Giving him truth and making him feel like he was the luckiest man on earth. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
92985a9 Once he had told her he wanted her to stay, she'd been lost in the wonder of that. No one ever wanted her. No one. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
ad153f0 She didn't want to see the condemnation in his eyes, but she had to warn him. [...] She would lose everything. She would lose him. His family. This place. Her hideout. Most of all, she would lose an important ally. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
7a86bad She wasn't asking his permission either. He wasn't in charge. She'd made that clear more than once. Shylah was an independent thinker, was used to working alone. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
a5c1e8e A part of him felt she would always have been a mystery to him, elusive and enigmatic, but at the same time, she was comfortable as if they had been together for years. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
4940301 He wasn't worried about being alone. He was used to it. He'd been alone most of his life, even in the midst of a crowd. He could handle that, no problem. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
0cd5025 Above all other things, GhostWalkers were enhanced to be able to disappear into the night, fade into darkness and remain undetected by an enemy no matter how close they got to him- or her. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
a756ece His strength was enormous, and so was the burning need to kill this man. He'd felt this way on more than one occasion. The drive was an actual need, like breathing, consuming him, almost taking him out of his body so that the rage was a separate entity. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
6862420 He was a machine, not feeling the grueling effects on his muscles as he made the slow crawl between targets, but the longer he was in the field, moving from kill to kill, the more he felt eyes on him. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
732ca52 He had to be a GhostWalker. She was looking at a legitimate GhostWalker. The real deal. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
2b3e967 [...]her mouth curved into that smile that always teased every one of his senses. Amusement. She could feel it and give him that sense of playfulness and joy that she seemed to have in abundance. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
ede70a4 That was the first time I realized that some people had something truly beautiful and it was called family. I wanted that for myself-and that tea set. It was elegant and beautiful, and it represented that bond they has as well as their connection to the past. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
14cba59 The examinations had taken much longer than necessary because they were paying more attention to learning each other's bodies than searching for telltale symptoms of the virus. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
0a10cac "Family isn't always blood, baby," he said, I was lucky enough to have a woman take me as her child and teach me what family really is. We didnt have much, but we had each other." romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
1f43f36 Whitney plants viruses in us to force us to return home. [...] I knew sooner or later I wouldn't return, and I'd die from whatever they put in me. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
31a2bd3 His team consisted of a group of mavericks. They were cohesive when they needed to be, but their strength was their individual thinking. Many of their enhancements enabled them to do their jobs better alone then in a group. The idea had been that the GhostWalkers easily could do teamwork or perform alone. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
566ce3b He liked that she gave the questions thought. That she actually saw the mysteries and worked at solving them. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
d0488f6 There was kindness in her and compassion. Two characteristics he didn't have. Or at least, not in abundance. He was the perfect killing machine. He didn't need to feel bad. Once unleashed, set on a course, he followed it until it was done. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
3b2d07f He pulled her into his arms and kissed her like she was his and had been for years. Like he was a man dying and she was his greatest love. He felt like she was. Shylah Cosmos. His only little peony. His delicate flower. Dependable. Long-lived. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
7a2caf7 She had the faint taste of sass and sweet. Lethal and home. The combination was deadly to a man like him. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
cd0e166 He'd been lucky enough to find a home with Team Four of the GhostWalkers in the Pararescue Unit. In his life, those men had been the first he'd ever given his allegiance to, and that had been hard-won. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
8b3d0ec He wanted Shylah to see past his physical appearance to 'him'. He needed her to care who he was. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
a98702d You look like an innocent angel, Shylah, but you kiss like fucking sin. romance science-fiction paranormal Christine Feehan
b6629ed He'd missed her. Really missed her. It was strange to think of a woman night and day, to worry about her and look forward to being with her. To inhale the scent of her and know you were home. To crave her body like an addiction and need the sound of her laughter and sight of her smile. He'd never had that before and now it seemed as natural to him as breathing. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
1ac065b It stems from hundreds of years ago, a law handed down in our family generations ago. The Saldi family in Sicily murdered the Ferraro family, killing as many members, men women and children, as they could. The decree that we don't all gathering one place was passed down by those surviving that massacre. It was a long time ago, just history really, but we still abide by that rule. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
13e3865 "Marry me, be my wife. Be my partner. Take the risk with me. I need you in a way I've never needed anything or anyone." He was giving himself up to her. He'd never felt more vulnerable. Never felt more terrified. "Every fucking word I said to you is the truth." romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
84cf8c2 Prayer or not, I want to believe that, despite all evidence to the contrary, it is possible for anyone to find that one special person. That person to spend Christmas with or grow old with or just take a nice silly walk in Central Park with. fiction romance Rachel Cohn and David Levithan
99e6d6c +Dikkatli olun beyefendi, o evde adam oldururler. -Ask ugrunaysa ziyani yok. romance Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez
3f72f79 "(Rude Scrabble) You played this game with your parents?" he asked skeptically. Yep. And Mom always won, the dirty bitch. I guess being older she'd been around more than me and Carrie," Sophie said, extracting replacement tiles from the box. "Although I don't know what Dad's excuse was. lack of imagination, I guess. Your turn." romance scrabble Sarah Mayberry
76ded12 "Lucus?" She found him on the bed in the master suite, lying with his arms crossed behind his head, glaring at the ceiling as though it had done him wrong in some way." romance Sarah Mayberry
de4e5be Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence. Three times is enemy action. -Ian Fleming romance love adventure Swapna Rajput
62662af Painters, writers, musicians are lonely people. So are statesmen and admirals and generals. But then, I added to be fair, so are criminals and lunatics. Let's just say, not to be too flattering, that true individuals are lonely. -- Vivienne Michel romance bond thriller spy crime Ian Fleming
cb1b2dd She felt like she'd slipped into another world. For the first time someone knew exactly what the hurt felt like. romance inspiration love Karen Kingsbury
b724614 The gentleman had been an uncommonly affable fellow, but every time he counted to twenty (and he seemed to do so with strange frequency), he skipped the number twelve. romance regency-romance Julia Quinn
d583ad3 Dreema and you disagree. She cottons to Richmond, but you can't be weaned off Pelham. So I offer you a fair middle ground: relocate to northern Virginia. She transfers to the state morgue on Braddock Road, and you get to stay near your old beat. romance private-eye thriller detective-novel crime-fiction mystery suspense Ed Lynskey
88860a8 Quote is taken from Chapter 1: Since Etta could log in her rare Baltimore oriole sighting, she decided she'd had enough birding for one day. It was just a fun hobby, not an obsession. romance humor cozy cozy-mysteries mysteries-cozy cozy-mystery whodunit women-sleuths Ed Lynskey
a870d24 Petey Samson gave the ladies an over-the-shoulder glance. He realized no doggie treat was forthcoming, even from Isabel who was usually the soft mark to hit up. He scratched his front claws to re-attack the sand. romance humor cozy cozy-mysteries mysteries-cozy cozy-mystery whodunit women-sleuths Ed Lynskey
49bae96 Within the same hour as the murder took place, Isabel Trumbo sat in her armchair dozing, the Alaskan Outdoor magazine on her lap. Her kid sister Alma fidgeted in the other armchair, from time to time picking up her newspaper folded over to the day's crossword puzzle. romance humor cozy cozy-mysteries mysteries-cozy cozy-mystery whodunit women-sleuths Ed Lynskey
3fc4a58 Megan stepping back let her glance switch from Alma to Isabel and return to Alma. No doubt about it, thought Megan. Created as much alike as any sisters ever had been, their resemblance started with their matching red-and-white polka dot blouses. Since she was a young girl, she had matched their eye colors to their different personalities. romance humor cozies cozy cozy-mysteries mysteries-cozy cozy-mystery whodunit women-sleuths Ed Lynskey
871f033 I let my gaze travel out the picture window. Unlike at my old doublewide trailer perched on the fringe of a played out quarry, here I owned a real yard with real grass that screamed for mowing each Monday a.m. I sat at the kitchen table, cooling off from just having finished this week's job. Yes, here in 2005, I was a full-fledged suburbanite, but I'd been called worse. romance hardboiled detective-novel crime-fiction noir crime Ed Lynskey
6a0d125 "My feet crunched over dry hickory leaves. Wood rangers had stapled up Smokey Bear ("Only You Can Prevent Forest Fires!") signs along the state roads. One cigarette butt flicked out a passing car window and there'd be real hell to pay." romance men-s-adventure private-investigator hardboiled detective-novels noir-fiction ed lynskey
0cb617c "Get your sticky fingers away from my cookies," Ben ordered, without turning his head, to see Jaxton trying to steal one from the cooking tray. "You weren't saying that last night," Jaxton retaliated, coming up to Ben's side, to give him a nudge. They were both smiling, while looking down at the counter, where Ben was making his delicious rosemary cookies. "In fact, I seem to remember you grabbing my sticky fingers and putting them in your mouth," he teased, speaking quietly, so that Lyon wouldn't hear them at the other side of the room. Ben turned to Jaxton and abandoned his baking, to catch his face in flour covered hands and plant a deep kiss on his lips. Jaxton opened his mouth, in acceptance of his kiss. ~ From the Heart" romance relationship music friendship love cello mm notes lgbt gay novel short-stories Elaine White
9761c8f Helping a woman make biscuits should not make a fellow this happy. But when the woman was the fellow's wife, and she smiled at him as if he were the noblest hero of her acquaintance--well, it couldn't be helped. marriage romance relationship love inspirational smiles wife husband Karen Witemeyer
4df18fe "I glare at him and sigh. "Don't you understand what a book is?" "Obviously." emmahart reading romance quote reality life love standalone novel Emma Hart
2487163 I thought you were the loveliest, most enchanting creature God ever created. romance Judith McNaught
108b276 Siesta is sweet when the light is gold, and when the vivid, young face on the pillow looks into yours, beside her, inches away, and smiles the woman-smile older than time, her exhalations warm against your mouth, as with slow fingers she traces your brows, lips, and the shape of cheek and jaw. There is nothing more es-stock. It has all been unfastened, all turned loose, with a guile that was so sweetly planned it could not be denied, even had there been any thought of denying it. Elena, you are the Mexican afternoons forever. romance méxico John D. MacDonald
3256776 - Ay! Thornton o' Marlborough Mill, as we call him. - He is one of the masters you are striving with, is he not? what sort of master is he? - Did yo' ever see a bulldog? Set a bulldog on hindlegs, and dress him up in coat and breeches, and yo'n just getten John Thornton. romance georgian-romance period-drama drama Elizabeth Gaskell
cf736fa "Soon," he said in his letter. They said "soon" to each other often, and "soon" gave their plan the weight of something real." romance pining waiting Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
de16327 I cared about Ben, but I was never in love with him. I was in love with what it said about me that I had a boyfriend like Ben, and that's just different. romance christianity love girlfriend growing-up in-love Nadia Bolz-Weber
bb8b4fa "A werewolf is courting me with a dead rabbit. There's nothing subtle here." "Couldn't have been flowers," she muttered as she slid on her rubber boots by the door. "He gave you flowers," I reminded her as she stepped down the porch. "I meant for you," she said. She bent over and grabbed the rabbit by the ears, pulling it up off the ground. It came up with a low crackle, grass stuck to the underside. "Courting. I swear." "Why are you touching it?" I said, sounding horrified. "We can't leave it here," she said. "He'll be offended." "I'll be honest. I'm already offended." romance T.J. Klune
186d548 You're Eve Dallas. You're the love of my life. My heart and soul. You're a cop, mind and bone. You're a woman of strength and resilience. Stubborn, hardheaded, occasionally mean as a badger, and more generous than you'll admit. romance love roarke J.D. Robb
e24dbbc "Farkinda misiniz leydim bilmiyorum ama benimle pazarlik ettiniz, bana emir verdiniz, beni ikna etmeye calistiniz. Her turlu yolu denediniz, sadece bir yol kaldi." "Neymis o?" "Lutfen demek." romance love Shannon Drake
fc846fc I have loved you for several hours now, and every second, more. romance William Goldman
abcec2e My love, I'm here. I'll wait my whole life through until you're done, there in the cove at Kamouraska. Until you wash your blood-soaked hands and make your way back to me love-quotes romance love my-love wait-for-you here return Anne Hébert
c04b714 Someone to care about him. Someone to be his center. Someone to make him feel alive and passionate about living. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
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