Medieval Romance Quotes

I’m all alone against the darkness. Dark winds rising against me.

Mark Noce

Barely able to breathe, Eva's tongue slipped across her lips.tHe moved a bit closer. "Every time ye walk past, I want ye. Your scent sends my insides into a maelstrom of need."tShe closed her eyes and drew out the moment, wishing he'd say that again. Oh, how delectable to listen to a medieval Scotsman declare his desire.

He opened his eyes to half-cast. With a low rumble he lifted her onto his hips. "Take me to heaven, lassie. For no one but ye can cool the fire thrumming in my blood.

She ... grabbed her bra, clasping it and shoving her arms through.t"Ye harness your udders?" The man was insufferable.t"For your information, it's a bra - short for brassiere, something that wasn't invented until the twentieth century.

He inclined his head toward a fallen log. "Come. Let us break our fast."tShe pushed the heels of her hands against her temples as if she had an ache in her head. "I need a cup of coffee."tWilliam sat on a log. "What is this ye say ... coffee?"tShe looked at him and arched one brow as if she considered him daft. "It's a hot drink that helps me wake up in the morning."t"But ye are already awake.

You are charismatic. Men are drawn to you. I am drawn to you. And by your size, let alone your skill with weapons, they will be in awe of you.

She flapped her hands, anxious energy coursing through her. “How can you be so calm?” He got to his feet, unfolding with an easy grace. He held out a hand, his dark eyes focused solemnly on hers. “Come with me.” “For what?” “That’s part of the lesson.” Was it her imagination, or did a twinkle of humor stir in those eyes? “Center yourself, and grab onto the here and now.” That made no sense—what was he now, Sir Medieval Zen Master? But she slipped her hand into his strong, calloused one. He hauled her up until she bumped into his chest. With a finger under her chin, he tilted her face until she looked in his eyes. “Listen to the world around you. Hear the birds? Hear the small animals scurrying? You are in this moment, this moment only, and sometimes that’s all you can do, all you can be.” His finger pulled away, brushing against her skin, and he tapped her nose, stepping away.

You will be the death of me, woman.

What was once your crown will now be your collar, and you will wear it until you learn what it is to submit.