romance-novels

... if sin had a taste she__ found it.

He firmly pulled her body against his and he brushed her lips with his. Staring into her eyes, he lightly slid his tongue across her bottom lip. She drew a deep, staggered breath in response to the wave of heat she felt flushing through her. Derrick smiled at her. Then, he softly kissed her. He lightly swept his tongue between her lips, pressing his warm, soft lips to hers. He slid his hands up her body and cradled her face with his hands. Then, he passionately kissed her, tickling her tongue with his. He sucked her lips, gently, as though he was sampling nectar on a delicate petal. Then, with an intense urgency, he dipped his tongue past her lips, caressing her tongue with his. She felt fluttering inside. Anne__ body craved him. A shallow hum escaped from within her in response to how he was making her feel. She could feel his body responding to her. He was breathing heavier which was waking Anne__ primal needs. The tidal wave of lust that had just churned within her was slowly calming as his kiss became more subtle and tender. He gently pressed his lips against hers. He pulled back a little and looked away, exhaling.

Derrick, you have to make the air move out of her tummy. You are not assaulting her. You're saving her from a stomach ache. ~Anne Howard

We can take our time with everything. Do it right, do it slow.

Oh dios mio, she makes me burn, she makes me need. She is etching herself into mi alma

Only few moments of love has greater value than entire life

I__e never felt this lonely.But then I__e never witnessed someone falling apart. Even his blank stare, as he watches his world crumble around himself, is beautiful. And I__e never seen someone break so perfectly. And all I can do is watch because he won__ let me in.Because just like his darkness, his misery is his own.But what does that make me?A passerby?No.I can__ just stand by.Why doesn__ he understand that I can__ watch him fall apart? That the sharp ends of the broken glass that is his heart, cut me too.

Mary approaches her before she is able to reach her station. "Hello Lily. Get anything special for Christmas?""Just the usual." She answers. "Shattered dreams.

I always have many roads to travel, but I take the one which leads to you.

It seemed as if some subtle current of recognition had passed between them... not as if they had met before... but as if they had come close several times until finally an impatient Fate had forced their paths to intersect.

I have a question for you. "If your shadow is the second most beautiful thing in the world, which is the first?".

This isn't your world. It's your parents. Your world is still out there, waiting to be discovered. Always remember that.

Suddenly she felt strong and happy. She was not afraid of the darkness or the fog and she knew with a singing in her heart that she would never fear them again. No matter what mists might curl around her in the future, she knew her refuge. She started briskly up the street toward home and the blocks seemed very long. Far, far too long. She caught up her skirts to her knees and began to run lightly. But this time she was not running from fear. She was running because Rhett's arms were at the end of the street.

Give me agony or give me death,I'll take thy heart as eternal breath

Careful," he smiled, "I'm lethal.

Why have you been staring at me ever since we met? Because I__ not the Gail Wynand you__ heard about. You see, I love you. And love is exception-making. If you were in love you__ want to be broken, trampled, ordered, dominated, because that__ the impossible, in the inconceivable for you in your relations with people. That would be the one gift, the great exception you__ want to offer the man you loved. But it wouldn__ be easy for you.

Aku nggak membencimu. Aku hanya benci karena ternyata begitu sulit melupakanmu.

The Silence of the Final GoodbyeI knew you best from the silences,The time and space in between,The moment before our lips touched,The way your arms went up in the air before you laughed,The smile that we shared before we talked,The redness on your face before your tears,The sensation of your arms around me after you released the embrace.The look you gave me before you walked away,Nothing had ever been so painful,No words could say what your eyes told me,When I wake in the morning without you,It__ the first thing I hear_The silence of the final goodbye.