Michelle M. Pillow Quotes

There is so much more to marriage than who makes the money. Some of the hardest parts don't come with a paycheck.

I confess... if I typo a Facebook post I will edit it. I know it's only Facebook but it's an editing sickness.

Iain MacGregor,” she whispered longingly, looking up. The woods were quiet. Strips of moonlight shone through tree limbs that reached like surreal black fingertips across her vision. A single tear slid down her cheek. She touched her mouth, imagining his kiss.Taking a small pocket knife out of her cargo pants, she looked about. A mystic had once told her that if she left pieces of herself around while she lived, it would expand her haunting territory when she died. Jane wasn’t sure she believed in sideshow magic tricks—or the Old Magick as the mystic had spelled it on her sign. She had no idea what had possessed her to talk to the palm reader and ask about ghosts. Still, just in case, she was leaving her stamp all over the woods.She cut her palm and pressed it to a nearby tree under a branch. Holding the wound to the rough bark stung at first, but then it made her feel better. This forest wouldn’t be a bad eternity.The sound of running feet erupted behind her and she stiffened. No one ever came out here at night. She’d walked the woods hundreds of times. Her mind instantly went to the creepy girl ghosts chanting by the stream.“Whoohoo!”Jane whipped around, startled as a streak of naked flesh sprinted past her. The Scottish voice was met with loud cheers from those who followed him. “Water’s this way, lads, or my name isn’t Raibeart MacGregor, King of the Highlands!”Another naked man dashed through the forest after him. “It smells of freedom.”Jane stayed hidden in the branches, undetected, with her hand pressed to the bark.“Aye, freedom from your proper Cait,” Raibeart answered, his voice coming through the dark where he’d disappeared into the trees.“Murdoch, stop him before he reaches town. Cait will not teleport ya out of jail again,” a third man yelled, not running quite so fast. “Raibeart, ya are goin’ the wrong way!”“Och, Angus, my Cait canna live without me,” Murdoch, the second streaker, answered. “She’ll always come to my rescue.”“I said stop him, Murdoch, we’re new to this place.” Angus skidded to a stop and lifted his jaw, as if sensing he was being watched. He looked in her direction and instantly covered his manhood as his eyes caught Jane’s shocked face in the tree limbs. “Oh, lassie.”“Oh, naked man,” Jane teased before she could stop herself.“That I am,” Angus answered, “but there is an explanation for it.”“I don’t think some things need explained,” Jane said.

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Of course ya love me. I'm very loveable.

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My name is Kyran. You look like an honorable woman,” he whispered, practicing what he would say to any prospective mate. “I have a home with my parents and my brother. There we will live and you will be part of our family. Would you like to give me many children?

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Any woman would have to be dead not to be attracted to the walking mass of sexy that was Erik MacGregor.

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Life is too short to dwell in the negativity all the time.

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The Baby Name book can be a very dangerous tool in the hands of a prolific author.

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If I propose to myself and myself says yes, I get to have the cake, right? I love me, so I’m thinking 12 tiers.

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Indie publishing lets me feed my inner control freak.

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When people get into their 30s plus "boyfriend" sounds weird...if you really think about it. Instead, I think we should universally start using the term "manfriend" or "snookie bookie cuddles pie".

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Does talking to yourself in the voice of your fictional character count as being social?

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This is not a white and black business we are in. There are messy shades of crimson haunting us in everything we do.

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He had seen so much of life, but even more of death. He had seen countless eras come and go and still he braved forward, forever alone. And here she was ready to give up after a few lousy years. She was a coward.

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Jaden felt their boredom, their tired eternity. Beyond that, she felt their dying essence. They were immortal—all-powerful beings—and yet they were powerless against the onslaught of ever-changing time. They were lost in a modern world, one they didn’t have the energy to understand. And, in being lost, they were immobilized against it. Not even their judgments could assuage their exhausted wisdom of forever.

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For some reason, when people meet me and find out I'm a writer they always ask if I write children's books. Um... please don't let your kids read my books. Well, unless your kids are in their 30s or something...then yeah, they're old enough. LOL

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People who make snide comments to authors like "anyone can write a book" or "well, you did it, so obviously I can/it can't be that hard" or poke at a book because it's "romance" or "genre fiction" and act like that somehow makes it substandard because they don't read it... well, ok, go ahead. Write a bestseller. Don't forget to go through the correct edit process. We'll wait.

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Soft flesh mingled with defiant will to create one frustratingly perfect woman.

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A lie, when believed, became the truth.

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The long years had taught him that everything worked itself out given enough time, and some things would always be the way fate wished them to be.

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I look at life as an adventure. Each new chapter brings new opportunities.

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I'm like a stray cat. If you feed me, I don't leave.

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If I want to dress up like Princess Leia and lightsaber fight the clone army in my living room, well the Han Solo in my life is just going to have to accept it.

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She was a truth that had filled his every moment.

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The dreams that were buried the deepest were the hardest to get rid of.

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She didn't even want to think of how hellish it would be if all the MacGregors made her feel like this one did, all hot and shaky. She'd have to move to the Arctic Circle before the month was out just to cool off.

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My energies have been drained.Masturbating too much will do that.

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Emotions like these didn't happen to regular, everyday people. They couldn't or else the entire world would be fornicating all the time.

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For your next act, please don't pull any rabbits out of my... well, hat."....He licked playfully at her mouth. "And ya can't call my manhood 'rabbit'.At least give it a manly name I can brag about.

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There's nothing sweet about me, love," he said.

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Damn, I would give anything to see that man naked," Charlotte whispered. "How could you only say he was 'all right'?

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Her eyes widened, convinced by the size of it that his shaft was fully erect. She blinked several times. No, she was wrong. The bulge moved, growing as she watched it."Not that I mind ya staring, love, but I've got an appointment I must keep.

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If Scotsmen don't wear anything under their kilts and they ride a horse, do you think they chafe their manbits?

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I don't want to move out of bed."t"I don't want to move out of bed either. Let's live here.

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For ya, love, I will be anything ya want... even a potato.

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Would it make you feel better if I had a panic attack?" Jane sat on the couch and suppressed a small yawn. "I mean, it's almost four in the morning and a little early for a panic attack, but I can try to muster up the energy to fake one.

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Ya smell like honey," he said.t"I'm allergic to bees," she whispered.t"I'll do my best not to sting ya, love.

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He took her hand from her head and held it in his. "Your beauty could make a rose blush."t"Are you... drunk?

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Is he all right?" Jane asked.t"Oh, sure, probably losing a fight against a squirrel," Angus said.t"Or his shadow...

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So, the MacGregors."t"Yeah." Jane nodded with a long sigh. "The MacGregors."t"I don't get what the big deal is with them," Charlotte said.t"If you saw under their kilts, you would get what the big deal---" Annabelle tried to break in.

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Angus skidded to a stop and lifted his jaw as if sensing he was being watched. He looked in her direction and instantly covered his manhood as his eyes caught Jane's shocked face in the tree limbs. "Oh, lassie."t"Oh, naked man," Jane teased before she could stop herself.

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Only a sentimental being would care about such everyday things—things used and discarded by the humans of their respective eras without thought, yet kept and preserved by an immortal who never forgot them. An immortal who loved and cared for them, dusting them off for an eternity, keeping their dead spirits as alive as he—stuck in their immortal tomb never to find the rest everything must eventually seek. Time had no meaning in this cavern of infinite age.

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We did not go about this bride thing right. I do not think women are still used to being stolen as they once were.”“Some adjustment is to be expected.”“It is more than that. She keeps asking for things that I do not have—her Earth clothes and something called a cheeseburger, which I recall from the mini shows as being a giant food that women enjoy eating half naked very slowly.” Kyran thought of Eve’s beautiful legs. He would very much enjoy getting her a cheeseburger

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Publishing is a business and writing is an art. The two have to be crammed together despite the clearly different motivations behind them.

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Am I on your walk of shame? You did sleep with the right MacGregor, didn’t you?

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He knew for certain that she belonged forever in his arms, just as he knew she didn’t realize it yet.

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Apparently, the princes had found the only four women in the universes who didn’t dream of being royal, rich and adored by their husbands.

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Advice from a Romance Writer: Guys, make your woman feel pretty even on an 'off' day. Trust me, good things will come of it.

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The web is a dangerous place for a mind begging to slack off and be distracted by nonsense.

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People should know better than to be an ass in front of writers. We immortalize things. Lots of things. And we take liberties with character descriptions.

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My cat mocks me frequently. It's the universe's way of keeping me from getting too big of an ego.

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I heart my job. I get to make things up for a living.

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I love my career. It is a career. A difficult one that takes many hours and total dedication to my craft. It is also what I was born to do--tell stories and entertain.

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If the weight comes from bacon you can so deduct it off the scale total to get your true weight. #science

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Out of all the things I do, I think being a mom is the most important and satisfying.

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I find it funny when people try to brag about being younger than me...like having lived less is an accomplishment. Makes me want to pat them on the head, lol. I'm comfortable with who I am.

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As an author I'm in my head all day and I worry that I lose touch with reality. But then my dog pees on my shoe and I know I've found it again.

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I wish life were a fiction novel. Then everyone would have to do what I say.

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I would make a HORRIBLE outlaw. I can plan the crime perfectly, but I'd also need to plan the outcomes to make it work.

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Confession: I don't want to be one of my characters. I'm mean to them sometimes. Really mean.

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