romance-novels

Above all her voice moved him. He had not known that an accent seduced his emotions. But he__ always been drawn to those with an accent. Be it woman or man. It sounded nicer. A lavender husk. More proper, elegant. His attuned ear seemed to be remembering voices from another life, another time. He could never escape the sense that he__ lost a life dear to him and that life was lived in another language.-from Who Has Known Heights: The Mystique Memoirs of a Melancholic Mind

Hello, ma__m. How are you today?_ he asked one day with a grin on his face the size of Kansas. I turned around looked at him and asked him what will it be, sir?___or starters,_ he replied, __ow about your name and phone number?__mm, you know if you strap a ton to your ankles and dive head first into the Atlantic, I__l think about it when you come back up,_ I replied and smiled.My chances are that slim, eh?_ he said, leaning up against the counter.Well, actually a little slimmer than that if you want me to be honest. So are you going to help pay my bills or are you wasting my precious oxygen?-Emerald Eyes Of The Sea

Everything in life has its price, and often the heaviest prices we pay are not in terms of money.

Yeah, baby! And you are the magnet and I'm the steel! Bring to me your leather, take from me my lace!

When he lifted his head, she clung to his shoulders, both of them breathing hard. He cradled her cheek in one palm. ____ not asking you to believe now. I know it__ too soon for that, after_well, after everything. If you can believe just for this second, then for the one after that, and after that, soon you__e believing in me, in us, all the while. Think you can handle that? This second?__he smiled, desire pulling at her again. __ can do that.__n answering smile flirted with his mouth. He kissed her. __hat about this one?___ can do that too.__e lowered his mouth to hers again. __ow about this one?

True love occurs when a couple are matches, not mates. It is easier for mates to part when their season is over, as most animals do, while matches will correspond spiritually, mentally, physically, and socially, thus cleaving to one another and resisting separation.

We obviously both have our pasts, but that__ not important right now. I don__ have to know every bad thing you ever did in your life to know that you__e a good guy now. People change, grow up, get smarter, move on. In ten years I could be completely different, but I__l never be the person I was yesterday, or even this morning. I don__ want to be. I want to try to be better with each second I__ alive._ __HEA

He could lose himself in the copper warmth of her eyes. Except, no, this wasn't losing himself. This was finding something precious.

I swallowed and bit my lower lip, "Maybe freedom is never truly free, as they say," I said into his green eyes, "it comes with a price, and sooner or later, time will come to collect its toll.

Creating love stories that stand the test of time.

I heard a bump and knew it must have been Nathan throwing the door up in anger. __nd so what if she is here you asshole? I told you the other day that you are NOT welcome here anymore..!_ He roared.

There was no possibility of taking a walk that day. We had been wandering, indeed, in the leafless shrubbery an hour in the morning; but since dinner (Mrs. Reed, when there was no company, dined early) the cold winter wind had brought with it clouds so sombre, and a rain so penetrating, that further out-door exercise was now out of the question. I was glad of it: I never liked long walks, especially on chilly afternoons: dreadful to me was the coming home in the raw twilight, with nipped fingers and toes, and a heart saddened by the chidings of Bessie, the nurse, humbled by the consciousness of my physical inferiority to Eliza, John, and Georgiana Reed.__ane EyreFrom Gradesaver.com

An honest man in politics shines more there than he would elsewhere.- A Tramp Abroad

I don__ know how long we__e sat here. All I do know is that my heart feels torn in two. Have I been here hours? Or minutes? Heartbreak is timeless".

The day after the darkest hour is always the most beautiful.

Fighting with Harper stirred his blood, and walking out on her had only intensified his need, as though the brief separation was more than he could bear. All he could think about was getting back to her. Undressing her. And fucking her until he worked whatever this desperate feeling was out of his system.

You're my home." -Travis Maddox

She had always experienced big, intense emotions here at Lover's Leap. Under this huge sky, surrounded by infinite beauty, she had grieved to the depths of her soul. Here, she had loved freely and completely with every fiber of her being. On this little piece of the planet, she had embraced her inner turmoil, suffered through her unbound grief, and surrendered to soul-shattering heartache.