Romance Quotes - Page 61

I hug him tightly. “I can’t imagine my life without you, Christian. I love you so much it frightens me.” “Me, too,” he breathes. “My life would be empty without you. I love you so much.

No amount of careful grooming seemed to erase their impression that he was actually a foul and frightening ogre. It was enough to give a fellow self-doubts.

This poem inspired me to write my eBook.The Miller's Daughter by Alfred Lord TennysonAnd I would be the necklace, And all day long to fall and rise Upon her balmy bosom, With her laughter or her sighs; And I would lie so light, so light, I scarce should be unclasp’d at night.

He almost didn’t want to start. He’d been fantasizing about this for so long. What if it was a disappointment? What if he couldn’t make her come? In his fantasies, she’d come for him hard and frequently, usually screaming his name.

Every living soul in this universe should be given a chance at love – their personal shot at having the most powerful andmysterious thing that ever existed. You could love forever, or your love couldburn short and bright for just a few moments in the history oftime. But however you did it, I supposed the idea was to make it count; to create a story worthy of a new fairytale, a poem,or a new constellation that would wind itself into an infinite thread of light in your name. Maybe that was the whole point of love – to create an eternal story of your own.

There is an unspoken agreement in every successful relationship: "I'm not perfect and you're not perfect. I can ignore your imperfections if you can ignore mine. I choose to spend my life in your company.

We get chased by orcs, I’m tripping you and running the other direction.

And then he asked me how I felt about you.”Now I put real effort into wrestling out of his choke hold, eventually succeeding. I pull back and stare at Shane, horrified. “He didn’t.”“He did.” His expression is carefully blank, dark eyes fathomless.“And…you said…”“I said…”“That you’re in awe of me?”“Uh-huh.”“That you admire my work ethic?”“Yep.”“And envy my wicked sense of humor?”“No.”“My fabulous legs?”“Meh.”“You lie!

My lover, best friend and husband, Sweetheart, every time you think of me, say a prayer for me!

For the first time in my life, I said the words, “I need a drink.

God wants to use you right where you are with what you have not what you do not have.

It was heartfelt, it was heartbreaking. It was extreme joy, it was bone-crushing grief. It was fiery hot, it was icy-cold. It was true love sprouting... it was true love dying.It's like we were both trying to hold onto something that was slipping through our fingers, and we didn't understand why.

Your absence has not taught me to be alone, it merely has shown that when together we cast a single shadow on the wall.

His grin split even wider. “I’d love the chance to prove you wrong.”And when he did, she’d know what he was thinking. She’d know how much he despised the woman who claimed to be a Vetter and allowed the Commander’s beloved daughter to lifebond with a man who ended up murdering her. Fiona had come to the Wiccan Haus to get away from the public’s hatred and scorn, not see it behind this man’s beautiful smile and feel it no matter how warm and gentle his hands.- Psychic Lies (THE WICCAN HAUS)

Once bitten, totally smitten.

What are you doing?”“Whatever I want.

Jika kita menyukai sesuatu, bagaimanapun keadaannya, kita hanya akan tetap menyukainya. Rasa suka itu tidak akan terpengaruh oleh faktor lain. Suka, ya, suka, dan akan begitu walau dilihat dari sudut pandang mana saja.

And finally, she saw him smile. It chased the shadows from his face and made him a boy again. It was a smile that a woman could grow to yearn for.

Don’t try and make me feel better, Alex. I hate you.”“I hate you, too.

Agent Smith, a lady is never late, everyone is simply early.” I said back, paraphrasing something I saw on a 20/20 special. “Well, a lady isn’t exactly what they are expecting.

Antonia, if Mark is right and I never see you again, if this really is good-bye, tell me one thing for certain. Tell me I won't die knowing you married him willingly. Fight them both with all you have.

She had the soft presence of a fish hook in the eye.

It was... the most difficult walk anyone ever had to make. In every way, a walk to remember.

The rivalry ends here," [Percy] said. "I love you, Wise Girl.

You are judged many times more by what you give assent to others doing than what you do yourself.

Godzilla was coming...

And when whatever happened in that barn happened, it was a moment I’ll never forget. Like a missing key slid into a dusty old lock. Click. My world opened.

What’s it like to live forever?Nicholas almost dropped the glass he had been holding. “What?”“What’s it like to know you will never die?”He should have known, he thought. She was a smart woman. “Lonely.” He said answering truthfully.He sighed. “It’s not romantic, or fun, or even exciting., It’s just lonely. I have watched everyone that I have ever loved, die. My family, my friends, my lovers and neighbors. It is not a fate I would ever wish on my worst enemy.

He would ask nothing else from life if he would be allowed to protect and cherish her for the rest of his.

Because I know you live on the hope of seeing a better tomorrow, unlike the skeptics who have nothing to live for today. I would rather die with hope, than to live without any hope at all.

The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. And that's what you've given me. That's what I'd hoped to give you forever

There was a group of fans who wanted autographs, and several women who managed to write their phone numbers on Wade's hand before he pulled free.Sam sent him an arched brow, but he just shrugged. He got numbers written on him a lot; he'd never figured out how to stop that from happening.

You're not simple. You're complicated. You're difficult, challenging, beautiful, and you exhaust me. I love you, I do. You're my best friend, but I can't be with you. Not like that. Are you happy now?

Being heartbroken doesn’t mean you stop feeling. Just the opposite — it means you feel it all more. With your heart in fragments, every sensation is sharper, every emotion more acute. Your feelings are enhanced, like a blind man with an impeccable sense of smell, or a deaf woman whose eyes can perceive things a normal person would never recognize. The brokenhearted are the best empaths of all.

In your selflessness pursuit of things higher than yourself, you appear selfish or inconsiderate to those who truly love you and who have cared deeply about you from the first day you came into their lives.

What are you most scared of?” she asked and I wished she hadn’t. I didn’t like admitting it.“I’m scared of dying alone.

What was the point of starting a new life if she did everything the same as her old one?

Honey, when I look at you, you're right, I don't see anything similar to those other women. But don't you see? That's what makes you so special. That's why I love you.

When a woman reads a romance novel, she is putting her own pleasure first. That small act of rebellion is perceived as a threat to the status quo. It’s also why this eternally popular and profitable genre has been scorned, ridiculed and dismissed.

I can’t rock you on my lap, if you’re not here.

I couldn't have gotten through any of this without you. Through all of it, you've been my support, my anchor. I don't know how one man's shoulders can possibly be so strong."...He tilted her face up to his. "With the love I feel for you, bella, I could lift up the world.

Love is always about losing somethin

Our relationship wasn't the sun, the moon, the stars, but it wasn't bullshit, either.

You are safe with me.""I am not at all safe, with you. But I have no desire to be elsewhere.

He closed the pages and stuffed them back into his jacket. Keeping his eyes cast downwards as he sipped his wine, he pulled out and lit a cigarette – almost a post-coital gesture. from The Willow Lake Group by Kelly Proudfoot

Everything had become chaotic, and I wasn't sure how much more I wanted to take

The thought of hurting him ripped me apart. Ripped me so totally, that I knew, I cared more for him than I did myself.

Even a deep chick like me needed to have a shallow spot somewhere inside.

And me, standing under the splintered night, catching fractured glimpses into the black behind the black, hearing the prayers of stars, the angry whispers of the dark summer night.Its voice cracks,on your name.My eyes close,on your name.

His lips brushed my cheek, and I found it hard to concentrate."I lied earlier.""About what." His hands slid to my lower back."When I said you looked great? I wasn't completely honest." That was not what I expected. I turned my head the slightest and then bit back a gasp. Our mouths were centimeters apart and I thought about Brit's certainty that he would kiss me tonight. I forced my tongue to work."You don't think I look great?" "No,"he said, his expression serious as one hand followed the line of my spine, resting below the edges of my hair. He lowered his head so that his temple pressed against mine."You look beautiful tonight."My breath caught."Thank you.

Quick! What aisle are the douches in? I've got three bitches at the beach cottage and they all stick to high heaven."...t"You do carry Massengill, don't you? That's the best brand, according to my research."t"Ah..." What kind of man researches douches? A man who goes to bed with three women...t"Would you mind checking your inventory in the back? I'll need more."t"I'm not allowed to leave the register, but I'll be happy to page our stock boy."tDouche-man grunted and flipped the package around. "It's gonna take at least two boxes for Loa. She's big. Got wide hips. Skinny legs, though. Kinda like a twenty-gallon tank on toothpicks.

With no sense of smell, your memories dropped like pennies out of a ripped pocket, until the past was ashes and your parents were blanks: nothing more than the holes in Swiss cheese.

This poem inspired me to write my eBook.The Miller's Daughter by Alfred Lord TennysonIt is the miller’s daughter, And she is grown so dear, so dear,That I would be the jewel That trembles in her ear; For hid in ringlets day and night I’d touch her neck so warm and white.

(…) Esos silencios de complicidad crean lazos, conexiones tan fuertes que ni las palabras podrían. Y en realidad no quería lazos con nadie, nada, él solamente era el hijo de mis vecinos, los amigos de mis padres, amigo de mi hermano…

Got the itch? - Jared

As much as I enjoy her laughter, I don’t like the sound of her doubting herself. And that’s something else I’m going to have to think about later on because the more I get to know Tori, the more I start to understand how she thinks and what makes her tick, the more I start to realize. . . This woman could be dangerous.

It's morning now, and I miss the soft rasp of her voice already. Ugh. I'm in trouble, aren't I?

Nothing has ever been so painful or delicious as being so close to him and being unable to do anything about it: like eating ice cream so fast on a hot day you get a splitting headache.

The immortal gods, the deities will rise, they will fall but none will live beyond the wall. Prometheus, knows love & saves them all.

Please don’t take offense, but I want no part of this family or what comes with it.