romance-novels

my throat is starting to choke because i can still smell his scent that is lingering on my pillow from the last time he was here, with every breath i take.

Every woman deserves a man that respects her. Every man deserves a woman who appreciates his efforts.String of Fate B01M3PP3UB

Some Prologue really makes you speechless and you started imagining the whole story and want to read it as soon as possible. One such prologue, which I read today was from "Me "N" Her.. A strange feeling by Rikky Bhartia..."By Himani Gupta

That he had been born an artist__n all ways__ paragon of romantic torment out of the likes of some Brontë novel__as yet to make itselfknown to him. He watches himself unfold.

If it__ only a kiss you want, I can kiss you with my clothes on._ Katie O'Reilly to Captain Lord Blackthorn in "Titanic Rhasody.

Just about every available female--and some unavailable--seemed to think the way to his heart was through his blood sugar levels.

I__ a man of words, yet you rob me of them every single time.

Coming up behind her, Westcliff settled his hands at her waist, easily dodging her attempts to throw him off. He pulled her hips back firmly against his and spoke against her ear. __re you angry because I started making love to you, or because I didn__ finish?_ Lillian licked her dry lips. ____ angry, you bloody big hypocrite, because you can__ make up your mind about what to do with me._ She punctuated the comment with the hard jab of one elbow back against his ribs._ ~ Marcus and Lillian

To find my true identity, look for the simplicity freely suspended somewhere in the complex solution of evil and good. No matter what forms the solvent, what forms the solute.

When the Romantic Novelists' Association was founded 35 years ago (in 1960) the image was of pink fluffy bimbos. Now, the view of life through rose-coloured spectacles has gone out of the window. A realistic background and certainly a more realistic relationship between a man and a woman are the important things.

Jax, I don't know if I can do this," I murmured."Do what?" he asked.I though for a moment as he watched me in silence. "Survive you," I whispered in answer."Maybe you won't have to...

I've needed someone like you for a long time. Now that I have you, no one is going to take you from me.Logan to Madeline

Open your heart and find your Destiny

She didn't deserve me. She deserved a hell of a lot better than me, but so help me, I wasn't good enough of a man to just let her go.

We all have our handicaps. You're not mine.

Do the things I never did. Swear. Wear neon colours. Skydive. Climb fences. Ride horses naked. Say obscene things. Make love. Shout at people when they piss you off. Toot your horn. Scream. Become tainted and be proud of it. It__ who you are. You came into this world naked and blank, like a canvass, but I want you to go screaming out of it covered in every colour of the rainbow.

He couldn't escape it. She'd begun re-calibrating his senses the moment she came through that library door. His peripheral vision was now trained for flashes of golden hair: his ears, trained for her melodic laugh. He found himself following the drifting scent of her soap and dusting powder, like a dog panting after the butcher's wife.

He could be doing quantum physics in his head or undressing her in his mind__he__ never know the difference.