Contemporary Romance Quotes

He already couldn’t remember what it’d been like before her. He’d thought everything was great in his life but then he’d been thrown a curve ball in the form of this gorgeous, passionate woman who he suddenly couldn’t get enough of. Which made it official. He was hers, completely.

~ Jill Shalvis

You probably had more adventures today than I’ll have in a lifetime. Walking must seem tame to you.”“Elle, you’re more of an adventure than anything that’s ever happened to me.

~ Jill Shalvis

Her heart just about stopped. “Us?” she asked in shock. “There is no us. There’s a you. And there’s a me. And okay, so sometimes we get crazy and become a very momentary us but it’s not real.” “It could be,” he said. She gaped at him, completely gobsmacked.

~ Jill Shalvis

On and off the field, you're my hardest fall, Zoe. No one ever compared. No one ever will.

~ Ella Maise

I deserve more. I mean I understand I do. Once you’ve protected someone the way you protected me, you get… well, protective. But I’m no longer that sixteen-year-old girl, Archer. I’m a grown woman.

~ Jill Shalvis

What is it with us?

~ Jill Shalvis

Whatever you need… Always.

~ Jill Shalvis

Oh for God’s sake,” came Morgan’s sleepy voice, disembodied in the dark. “Go after the hot guy, would you?” “The peanut gallery needs to shut up,” Elle muttered into the cushion. “Just sayin’,” Morgan said. “I’d leave you alone out here in a hot minute to go have sex if I had the chance.” “I’m not going to go have sex while you’re out here knowing I’m having sex!” “Your loss,” Morgan said. “Oh my God,” Elle said. “Stop talking!

~ Jill Shalvis

I’m putting a temporary hold on the ‘stay away from me’ thing,’” she said. “just for a minute while I yell at you, and then we’re definitely going right back to it.

~ Jill Shalvis

Just remember, there’s not a lot of softness in his life, or room for weakness—of which you’re definitely one. He has absolutely no idea what to do with you, and as an action guy, that’s confusing to him. So maybe think about taking it easy on him. Even just a little bit.

~ Jill Shalvis

I want in your life, Elle. All the way in.

~ Jill Shalvis

So you don't do one night stands. And you're not looking for a boyfriend, or a husband. What do you want, Reina?” I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry. How could one sentence strike with the force of a lightning bolt? “How about you make me an offer?

~ Tara Leigh

I offered my most enticing smile, the one I’d been perfecting for years. Sincere and encouraging, it brimmed with counterfeit confidence. My smile had earned me forgiveness when I deserved none, a seat in first class though I’d only paid for coach.

~ Tara Leigh

Jonathan took her hand. “Christiana.”“Yes?” Her rosebud lips parted on an involuntary sigh, and his imagination got the better of his intellect. It took every ounce of control to not crush her . . . take her right then and there.“I shouldn’t have . . . .” He had no right to her. She had not given herself to him. He had yet to even ask, and he shouldn’t. Washington was unforgiving in many matters and getting involved with a nineteen year-old would prove fatal. He already tested the boundaries with his sexual proclivities.“No, please. Do it again.

~ Elizabeth Safleur

You are so much a part of me that it physically hurts when you are away--like I can't fully breathe until you are back again.

~ Rachel Renee

Your….your bat cave?” Emily responded.“Yes, I’m quite proud of it. I put those visiting Boy Scouts to good use building bat houses, and now I’ve got dozens of them lining the walls of my tool shed.” She ran a hand down her long, witchy hair. “Bat houses, I mean. Not Boy Scouts. I don’t have any Boy Scouts in my shed.” She looked around, and Ryan couldn’t help but wonder if anyone might indeed be missing a Boy Scout.

~ Tracy Brogan

Forgive me, God, for I'm about to sin like fuck.

~ Clarissa Wild

All sexual activity performed is at the discretion of the participants and is confined to only one hour.

~ Karen A. Miles

He finally had a reason to live, just in time to die.

~ Lisa Kessler

I didn't plan to be this dysfunctional at 27, but dysfunctionality has a way of creeping up on you. One second, you're 22, wrapping up your undergraduate degree from a top business school, and then suddenly, you're sitting alone in your car at 27, wondering how five years slipped trough your fingers without so much as a blink.

~ R.s. Grey

He leans forward and presses a kiss to my cheek. It's so romantic and soft. I want to capture it in a mason jar and preserve it for later.

~ R.s. Grey

Hiding had been effortless in New York City. Getting lost in a sea of people was as easy as stepping onto a crowded Subway car. Sweet Laurel Cove would be very different. Generations of families filled its church pews, ran its farms, and schooled its children. Anonymity was as rare as lightning bugs in wintertime—as her grandmother would say.

~ Teresa Tysinger

Private fireworks are far superior to public fireworks.

~ Tracy Brogan

We don’t have to tell secrets. We don’t have to talk at all. We could just, you know, kiss . . . and stuff.

~ Tracy Brogan

Damn, I really want to kiss you.

~ Tracy Brogan

He turned his head to look at her, trying to think of ways to plead his case. Some way to dazzle and beguile her and make her glad that it was him she was here with. Something witty and persuasive, but she turned at precisely the same moment he did, with invitation in her eyes, and all he could come up with was, “Damn, I really want to kiss you.” Her hesitation was a mere fraction of a second. “Me too,” she whispered. It was all he needed to hear, and in an instant she was in his arms. He kissed her, hard, with no prelude, no artful negotiations or seductive machinations. Just hungry kisses that sent his mind spinning and his body following. She kissed him back with equal enthusiasm, with one hand on his chest and the other wrapped tightly around the back of his neck, pulling him closer. Her mouth was sweet, as sweet as he’d imagined, with lips so soft he could have fallen over the edge of that lighthouse and thought the sensation was just from her touch.

~ Tracy Brogan

That place is turning into the Hotel California.You know, you can check in, but you can never leave.

~ Tracy Brogan

Maybe you should get a very large life insurance policy on the next husband,” Lily suggested slurping her coffee loudly. “You know, before he makes an ash of himself.”“Very funny, but don’t think I haven’t thought of it. It’s an unpredictable way to score more rental properties, but I do seem to be good at burying men.

~ Tracy Brogan

It’s hard raising parents.

~ Tracy Brogan

There are no bears on the island.”“Really, are you sure because I was hiking with my Dad and I’m sure I saw one? Either that or it was a humongous man-eating badger, with fangs. It might have been frothing at the mouth.”“Man-eating, huh? No problem then. I’m a girl.

~ Tracy Brogan

Life had a way of shifting under her feet like quicksand and she had learned to just make the best of it. Like Gigi always said, ‘when God closes a door, he shoves you out the window.

~ Tracy Brogan

Too bad he was officially the enemy.

~ Tracy Brogan

Just one more?” he said, holding up his thumb and index finger to indicate tiny. Oh so small. “Just one more little one? I don’t think that was my best work, and what if this is the only time we ever kiss? Then you’ll go on for the rest of your life thinking that’s the best I can do. I don’t think my ego can take that.” He sure as hell hoped this wouldn’t be the only time they ever kissed. In fact, he was going to make damn sure of it, and then some. But for the moment, this angle was going to work for him. He could see her indecision. He leaned closer, his lips nearly touching hers. Her eyes fluttered shut as he whispered against her mouth, “Just one more.

~ Tracy Brogan

His eyes settled due west and gazed through the silhouetted, leaf-bare branches to the now-black rolling hills of the mountains he called home. The sun was setting on another day in Laurel Cove, though he couldn’t help but wonder what was rising on the horizon.

~ Teresa Tysinger

Her life was more like a series of tattered Post-it notes with hastily scribbled goals written in dull pencil. Some of them stuck. Lots of them didn’t.

~ Tracy Brogan

You are you because you love the way the world looks through your camera. You are you because of the way you love your friends and family. Not because some scar is on your body. That's a part of your history and what helps form what you believe in. not what defines you.

~ A.m. Willard

That's because those pages got torn to shreds when you left, now you both are in different chapters. He wants you - like always, and you want the hot guy down the street. Typical Frankie and Brody style. You guys dance one wild tango, if you ask me.

~ A.m. Willard

Off-limits or not, she was beautiful. The type of beautiful he could fall for.

~ Dawn Altieri

You seriously have a Dalmatian? Is that, like, mandatory for a firefighter?

~ Dawn Altieri

What if you get called to a fire?” 
His eyes raked over her as he prepared to devour her. “Let it burn.

~ Dawn Altieri