Lisa Kleypas

I refuse to believe that we__e going to go through life without something magical happening

You are not a perfect woman.You have an evil temper, you__e as blind as a mole, you__e a deplorable poet, and frankly, your French accent could use some work._ Supporting himself on his elbows, Leo took her face in his hands. __ut when I put those things together with the rest of you, it makes you into the most perfectly imperfect woman I__e ever known.

It was finally becoming clear to her that love wasn't about finding someone perfect to marry. Love was about seeing through to the truth of a person, and accepting all their shades of light and dark. Love was an ability.

Wishing for someone to talk to, some warm human hand to cling to, she walked across the giant chessboard, searching blindly through the crowd of immobile figures... until she saw a dark form leaning indolently against a white marble column. Her heart began to hammer, and her steps slowed as she was filled with a rush of excitement that heated her skin and made her pulse beat in urgent rhythm.It was Simon Hunt, walking toward her with a slight smile on his face. He caught her before she could retreat, and bent to whisper in her ear."Will you dance with me now?""I can't," she said breathlessly, struggling in his tightening embrace."Yes, you can," he urged gently, his mouth hot and tender as it moved across her face. "Put your arms around me..."As she writhed in his embrace, he laughed softly and kissed her until she was limp and helpless against him. "Queen is now subject to capture," he murmured, drawing back to stare at her with deviltry in his eyes. "You're in danger, Annabelle...

If loneliness was a choice, what was the other option? To settle for second-best and try to be happy with that? And was that fair to the person you settled for?

I have so much love for you, I could fill rooms with it. Buildings. You__e surrounded by it wherever you go, you walk through it, breathe it...it__ in your lungs, and under your tongue, and between your fingers and toes..._ His mouth moved passionately over hers, urging her lips apart. It was a kiss to level mountains and shake stars from the sky. It was a kiss to make angels faint and demons weep...a passionate, demanding, soul-searing kiss that nearly knocked the earth off its axis. Or at least that was how Poppy felt about it.

Men are like dogs," Stacy was fond of saying. And she usually went on to add that, like dogs, they all took up too much space on the bed, and they always went for the crotch.

Sometimes a woman needs a man for company, no matter how useless he is.

I don't think Harry cares about being forgiven," Poppy said glumly."Of course he does. Men love to be forgiven. It makes us feel better about our inability to learn from our mistakes.

A sixty - eight, he wants you to go down on him but he won't return the favor. It would be sixty-nine but he owes you one.

We assured Phelan that we were more than happy to let him have you and your menagerie,_ Leo retorted.__fter that, he said he needed to think.___bout what?_ Beatrix demanded. __hat is there to think about? Why is it taking him so long to make a decision?___e__ a man, dear,_ Amelia explained kindly. __ustained thinking is very difficult for them.

I've never wanted to be loved. And God Knows no one's done it yet.

Take too much time, and time will take you.

The guy who broke up with me... he was exactly like you, in the beginning. Charming, and nice. They're all like you in the beginning. But I always end up like this. And I can't do it anymore.

Sometimes when we're not paying attention, relationships hap­pen.There is no rule that requires two people in love to be ex­actly alike. In fact, there is some scientific evidence to suggest that on a genetic level, the people who are the most opposite are the most likely to have a healthy and long-lasting pairing. But really, who can explain the mysteries of attraction? Blame it on Cupid.The moon.The shape of a smile. Both of you can thrive on your differences, as long as you respect them. You say tomato, he says tomahto .Let it happen,Dive in head first. We usually learn the most about ourselves from people who are different from us.__iss Independent (ella varner)

Sebastian encountered Cam in the hallway outside the reading room. __here is he?_ he demanded without preamble. Stopping before him with an expressionless face, Cam said shortly, __e__ gone._ __hy didn__ you follow him?_ White-hot fury blazed in Sebastian__ eyes. This news, added to the frustration of his vow of celibacy, was the last straw. Cam, who had been exposed to years of Ivo Jenner__ volcanic temper, remained unruffled. __t was unnecessary in my judgment,_ he said. __e won__ retur

The question, love, is whether you want me enough to take the risk.

There are some experiences in life they haven't invented the right words for.