romance-love

Can a person really love someone so deeply after only a week? Hello? Cliche much for insta-love?

He felt the quicksand of failure sucking at his feet, threatening to bury him, to drown him.Jeana E. Mann. Intoxicated (Kindle Location 2125).

Men need to realize that women take longer to get aroused and satisfied - sometimes 6 -8 times longer. Make the journey pleasurable.

If women were totally satisfied with their sexual and lovemaking experiences, women would welcome the lovemaking experience as much as men.

Erotica is not porn. It's explicit romance.

There isn__ going to be a __ext lover,__ Grant said automatically, outraged by the idea. ____ the only man she__ going to have.

Good, Star, because you may have felt you were the one needing saving, but it was me all along. You saved me. You taught me to love again. The ones you love may do things that upset you. Hell, they may give you a hundred reasons to give up. Thank you for not giving up on me. I may not be good enough. I know I am not the best for you, but you make me want to be the best I can be. I pray that is good enough. Thank you for loving me enough to hold on._ - Stefan

I wished for you on every shooting star when I was little. Now, if I gathered all of the stars I wished for you on, none could ever shine brighter than you. You are my shooting star, Ren. You are here with me walking this beach. I may have fucked up, but I swear to you, to God, and every single star in this sky, I will never give you up!__tefan

Kate giggled. __xcellent choice.___ always make excellent choices.___ don__ know about that.___f course I do. I picked ye, didn__ I?

Love that is not madness is not love.

Now I knew that if that's how the devil looks, I wanted to go straight to hell.

Kyle, you are a mellow dude...You can__ be with an agitator. And that__ what she is. An agitator. She__ a Jackson Pollock and you__e a Thomas Kinkade.

You promised to be mine," he looked deep within her eyes, "mine forever.

For over 10 years I worked in the dating, sex and relationship fields, so combining everything I learned into my first fictional adventure romance was a blast and a true labor of love. After all the years I spent advising people on how to date, marry and have great sex, it was exciting to tell a very modern story of a woman in her late 30s working to get the wrong guy out of her life, just as Mr. Right comes along.

I don't understand these rules. Writing rules. Eating rules. Studying rules. Loving rules. Everything in life seems to be governed by rules. Is that the only way to keep a person grounded? Does it really instil self-restraint or is it just a fear tactic that's used so that no one can fly to the highest realms of glory?

Women are huntresses until the day we die. Our perpetual thirst for the chase endures until our last breath. It remains while we are too focused on our careers to pursue love, when we have been burned by past relationships, and even when we are simply enjoying the freedom of being single. It does not miraculously vanish once we are settled down in a monogamous relationship _ we merely make the conscious decision to remain faithful. But a lioness in a zoo is still a lioness. Romance novels are the remedy for our restless hearts. They invite us to explore and experiment within the safety of their pages. Every book is an opportunity to satisfy our unending desire to fall in love. They allow us to experience it all over again, right from the start: The intoxicating newness. The thrill of the hunt. The exhilaration of the game. The building anticipation. The worsening hunger. And finally, the fulfillment of a much-needed release. Each book offers a chance to achieve a state of blissful, glowing contentment_ Until the next one catches our eye, that is.

At the time of solitude, I went where Narmada was sleeping. She got awake and sat up. She neither got scared nor nervous but she immediately got off the bed. She kept both her hands tied on her chest. I was standing so close to her that my face was near her face. We could sense each other__ breath.I called out her name and could not speak anything else. After a moment, I started - __ love you Narmada_I like to be with you_I want to marry you.__he got nervous and said - __lease, go to your room, why have you come here? It may cause trouble if Jaanki sees us like this._ She was neck down. Her eyes were on the floor. Her heart was beating fast.__on__ you want to talk to me? Why are you angry with me? Why don__ you trust on my feelings for you?_ - I softly asked her.__ guess you don__ like my friendship with Varsha. You and Varsha are poles apart._ - I added.She said - __ou please go. It would not be nice if someone sees us like this. I do not want anything from you._ I said - __ut I am dying for you and I know you too are made for me._ Her eyes suddenly fell on maid behind the curtains of the door who was trying to listen to our conversation. Narmada said - __ou please leave right now, we__l talk later. Mom is not at home.__ went by on her prescriptive tone.She was fighting for her self-being and the reason was only Varsha. She felt suffocated with my friendship with Varsha.I was glad to hear her words - __E__L TALK LATER_. This meant, she gave her consent to my love. She understood my restlessness.-- Excerpts from Romantic Novel "Narmada

I have never believed in slow deaths; unless already dead, hope keeps everything alive.