Romance Quotes - Page 33

He was the one for her. She somehow knew that no one could make her feel the way did. Not if she lived for another hundred years.

She was floating in the midst of a black sea, in the darkest of nights, with no hope or care to see light again. She was a mere wave away from drowning in blackness.

He darted for her; his blade wielded smooth and steady in front of him. She didn't hold back either; when they joined, their weapons clanked and sparked with an icy rage. They danced around one another; their feet light yet balanced, their arms twisting and turning with every thundering blow they made.

Death was a friend to her; she was unafraid of it: bringing to to others, meeting it herself. And yet, she'd flinched from it today... What was it about that man that she just couldn't let go? Couldn't conquer the part of her heart that had loved him?

As he left, he saw the streets were just as deserted and quiet as before, but now he knew it was an illusion. There were ninjas, darker than a starless night, watching their territory and his every move from the rooftops high above.

...even if all they did was look at each other, it rattled her entire being because there was no thought or person or barrier between them. Not a single one. They were both thoroughly absorbed in every moment they spent together. It was terrifying. Like being swept away by a powerful wind, where your body rendered all its control to another force that could ignite as well as destroy you.

My courage is faith--faith in the eternal resilience of me--that joy'll come back, and hope and spontaneity. And I feel that till it does I've got to keep my lips shut and my chin high and my eyes wide--not necessarily any silly smiling. Oh, I've been through hell without a whine quite often--and the female hell is deadlier than the male.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

we just live to leave .

Life depends on, how much you're alive

Simone Damgaard

But I feel like I could not live... if you weren't in my life.” -Nik Driver

A.Z.Green

I breathe you. I live you. I love you

Jessica Shirvington

I'll date you, love...not you and your iPad. I can't feel plastic palm play; I'm live like Memorex.

The day is crisp and clear, almost like every other morning he's taken the same walk in the snow, hiking to the forest and back.

It's hard to get a hug wrong.

—And you completely blow me away and rip my world up and everything else, and then you go back to ignoring me.” “I blew you away?” I squeak out before I can stop myself. He stares at me steadily. “You blew everything away.

You should do that more often,” he said. “Laugh, I mean.”“I know.” But that sounded sad, and she didn’t want to be sad, so she added, “I don’t often get to torture grown men, though.”“Really?” he murmured. “I would think you do it all the time.”She looked at him.“When you walk into a room,” he said softly, “the air changes.

I like these games we play, the ones that involve our heads and our hearts ~ Page 212

You could make mistakes when you lived together because you knew you'd wake up the next morning with another chance.

There were so many things Sebastian and I had to work out: we'd both been single for so long that blending our lives together wasn't going to be easy.I'd promised Sebastian we'd find a way. He deserved to be loved for everything he was. And for whatever crazy reason he had, he loved me, too.

Jane Harvey-Berrick

Maybe the key to moving on was distancing herself from Wes. Not all the way. Just a little bit.Enough to let someone else in.

A real, true love that makes a human being believe in the power of destiny happens only once in a lifetime.

Most things in my life are anything but simple--but loving you is. I just do.

Cassandra Giovanni

I know who you are...I've fallen hard for that person, and I sure as hell am not going to let you fade into your past.

Cassandra Giovanni

For so long music has been my heart, but now it's you...you're my heart.

Cassandra Giovanni

I've loved many women...I'm not going to lie to you, but it never works...vanity always gets in the way.

Cassandra Giovanni

Dear Judy Blume, why didn’t you write a book about how to survive talking to your centuries-old, super-duper experienced, smoking-hot soul mate about sex for the first time ever? That book would have been extremely helpful in preparing me for this incredibly awkward situation.

Karen Amanda Hooper

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but your words...they'll destroy my soul.

Cassandra Giovanni

Tell me why it feels like you're a part of my soul?

Cassandra Giovanni

When you find the one, when you share the spark of kismet, then it becomes inconceivable to walk through life with anyone else.

You make me want to do things I’ve never done before. Never wanted to do before,’ she whispered.

You have shown me, along with that man over there, that life and love aren't as far apart as we think. They go hand-in-hand, like you and me. You can't have one without the other. Everything around us, inside of us, is love. It's in the birds and the rivers, the newborn baby whimpers, and yes, the passionate kisses we share. Life is a package wrapped up in love. To experience love, we have to open it. Carefully. And cherish every gift we're given.

Sometimes people are just misunderstood. People and animals. We can’t just assume they are thinking one thing and can avoid temptation. it’s hard as hell to avoid that red flag when it’s waving in your face.

Do not shy away from the sensations I create, Cherry Blossom. Take pride in them, as I do.

I am not light nor the absence of it. I am the broad spectrum. Everything that makes you think, want to touch, or taste. Don't box me into that life that you so desperately need to be black and white because that's not me; I won't fit. I am bold, brilliant, and beautiful, I will sparkle and shimmer every hue. Ever changing. Undefinable. So do not give me limits or make me try to fit. There is no containing subtle softness careening into the harsh and dominant, every faucet creating a reaction which will cause you to feel and know you are alive." - Kendal Waller

I told myself a thousand times every single day I needed to forget you. I forgot to forget, and I forgot what I told myself" From "The Jasmine Tree: Love in the time of revolutions

These incident acquaintances and the twisted stories that grew out of them, made John thinking that “Charles Dickens” was not just another pub, but a special place in the Universe, where life itself ties the knots.

Darren H. Pryce

You’re not beautiful,” he said. “Your profile said beautiful. You kind of overreached on that one.

Do not censor yourself. Let go of that part of your brain and just be.

Be confident in who you are, Cherry Blossom. Confidence and an understanding of who you are is an alluring combination men won't be able to resist.

I am pleased," he said with a rich throaty accent. My heart melted. Simple as they were, those three little words meant the world to me.

Children bring life to the soul.

A Dom intent on developing a relationship will approach you on a personal level first.

.. any Dom who doesn't promote open communication is not developing a healthy relationship.

.. Avoid any Dom with a large ego. Do not mistake arrogance for confidence.

If someone would have asked him to describe that moment, he would have failed miserably. The only thing he knew was this is how it felt to love and be loved in return. Till now love as a feeling was alien to him but tonight he had witnessed its definitions in the most profound manner ever possible.

Namrata

Hate is a disease, but love is its only cure.~ Kathryn Delcour from Adam's Fall

When I love, I love with everything within me.”Seeing him with his child, this was obvious. Did he mean…yes, he meant exactly what he said, and it was like he wanted her to know it went much deeper than only with his child. That whatever he loved, he loved with everything inside of him. “I sense that about you, Tristan. Your actions and words are heartfelt.

Mary J. McCoy-Dressel

But tonight, this is what I can give you. I can offer you the vault of heaven, the firmament of the stars in the sky, and me

Deirdre Riordan Hall

Mia, I already told you I wasn’t going anywhere. This is where I want to be.

Fabiola Francisco

Somehow, even outside the library and our clearing in the woods, we were still in our own world. Everything else could fade away, and he and I would remain, tied together by something I couldn't quite expline. In its simplest term, love.

Rachel Schieffelbein

I remember the way his eyes pinned my body against the backdrop of Paris as if I was some rare butterfly pinned to an exhibit box.

Skinny-dipping is like Paris. It's always a good idea.

The sky had lightened when they got up from the sand. They shook the blanket before wrapping it around them both. Cuddling close they entered the hotel, shivering as they stood in the elevator.

Mary J. McCoy-Dressel

We cannot save everyone, can we?’ I said to her as we continued walking on our way. I turned my head back only to find the spot the beggar had occupied empty. ‘Not everyone,’ she said. She took my hand once more in hers, kissed the back of it, and finished one of the sincerest axioms I had heard in sometime. ‘We must save,’ she said, ‘only the ones we can while we can.’Leila Bakr, in A TIME TO LOVE IN TEHRAN, and speaking to her love, John Lockwood

The greatest wonderful feeling is falling in love.

Lailah Gifty Akita

His intense blue gaze held hers, willing her to believe. She pulled in a shaky breath. Each second, he’d said. This second, then another, then another, until she believed all the time. She closed her eyes. She wanted to trust in him, in them. Why did it have to be so darn hard?Using his hold on her wrist, he drew her closer, leaned down to rest his cheek against hers. “I’m yours,” he murmured near her ear. “You have me. Believe that, baby.”She nodded and slipped her arms about his neck, holding on hard. “I’m trying.”“I know.” He rested a hand against her spine, dropped a kiss on the curve of her shoulder. “One second at a time, Angel. We have all the time you need.

«This summer's been a dream,» Ethan murmured.«I know.»«I just hate that we've only got one week before it ends.»«You've got it all wrong, Eth,» Alek said, gently running his hand through Ethan's surfer hair. «This summer's not the dream. We are. You and me. And it doesn't matter what time of the year it is, as long as we're together.»«I like that, Polly-O.» Ethan smiled.«We'll wreak havoc, you and me.» Alek told him.

Michael Barakiva

She was smooth and beautiful under his rough, callused hands-an amorous balm to soothe the ugliness of war.

Madeline Martin

You will be my souvenir in American summer,when all I can think about are Parisian springs.

Lori Jenessa Nelson

I wanted to know what it felt like to be loved by the man of my dreams.

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