Romance Quotes

He had years of experience and training. She'd unraveled them in a week, and he was left at loose ends. This distraction, this madness of desire and yearning- it was everything a man in his position needed to avoid. On second thought, perhaps his senses hadn't been muddled. After all, they had been meticulously attuned to detect the slightest hint of peril.This woman- this beautiful, unbiddable, all-too-perceptive woman- was his personal embodiment of danger. She could ruin him. Destroy everything he'd worked to become.And she would do it all with a smile.

~ Tessa Dare

I falter in the doorway, swept with memories of my reckless behavior last time I saw him. I sipped wine from a bottle. I kissed him. And as my pulse flutters with excitement, I know I would do it again, given the chance.

~ Meghan Masterson

Yes, and you did it spectacularly. They were the best non words ever not spoken.

~ Robert Thier

Helen likes Brussels sprouts. How can anyone trust her opinion?

~ Lisa Kleypas

Indulge me this once, Meg. Her name was a whisper on his lips. Soft. Seductive. Meanwhile his eyes gleamed mischievously, daring her to say yes.

~ Anna Bennett

There was no denying it; his wicked words thrilled her. Like a feather slowly brushing over her bare skin, they teased and tantalized, awakening every inch of her body.

~ Anna Bennett

For her, their romantic interlude atop the staircase had been a glorious, magical, enlightening introduction to pleasure. For him,it had merely been Friday evening.

~ Anna Bennett

to want any woman so badly was unwise, let alone his enemy's daughter. An Artful Seduction

~ Tina Gabrielle

Most of my money remains in England, although my unworthy carcass may not under usual circumstances ...

~ Kellyn Roth

I’m going to take Charity to France. I can look after her there. You can go on with your life here, and I won’t be here to … to bother anyone.”He muttered two quiet words.“What?” she asked in bewilderment, inching forward to hea

~ Lisa Kleypas

This was the kind of kiss you remembered when you were a very old lady with a very poor memory.

~ Valerie Bowman

In my dictionary, romance is not maudlin, treacly sentiment. It is a curry, spiced with excitement, and humour, and a healthy dollop of cynicism.

~ Loretta Chase

I suppose,” continued Nate, “it’s not Bertie’s fault that he lacks the physical stature to carry a delicate young woman such as yourself a good distance. I believe he did not care to see you within the folds of my arms which were reluctant to release you, for I thought I would never see you again...

~ Margie Bayer

Her smile hollowed out his chest. She’d changed since last he saw her. She was brighter. More vibrant. Happiness suited her.

~ Carolyn Jewel

He nodded. A curt movement of his head, and she was, for no reason at all, convinced that the man before her was not in dislike of her but simply a man who did not have words come easily to him because he’d grown up alone. She thought of him as a boy. Lonely here, with no father and no mother to hold him, only the servants for company, and Killhope as an unceasing reminder of the centuries of duty and responsibility that were his. Her heart twisted up.

~ Carolyn Jewel

She looked over her shoulder at him, as ever, not in the least affected by him or his consequence. Not one whit. She was a lady, yes, but she would never believe herself the sort of woman who might marry a duke. “You aren’t the sentimental sort, are you?” “I’m told not.” She considered him, and he felt the curiosity behind her scrutiny of him. He had no idea what to make of that and so pushed off the wall he’d leaned against and headed for the door. She followed.

~ Carolyn Jewel

There is a view,” he said. “You will admire it.” A command. All wrong. He meant for her to hear that he wanted her to see the view, but no. By habit, he demanded that she accompany him. “I should like for you to see it. Please.

~ Carolyn Jewel

She cocked her head. The ribbon tied beneath her chin glinted dully in the light. “Have I said something wrong?”“No.“I have.” She stepped closer. “You are the most inscrutable man I have ever met.” He laughed. No mirth at all. “I’m quite serious.” She studied him. “No.” Her quiet voice lanced through him. “Don’t look away. Not when I am about to understand you.” “Are you certain you wish to?” He held her gaze, and the silence of his hunting box became unendurable. He fixed in his head an image of her in his bed. Nude. And of him, there to touch, and taste, experiencing that moment when his prick slid into her body. Her. Not any woman, but her. Specifically. The woman who made him see beauty where he’d once seen only duty.

~ Carolyn Jewel

Miss Edith Clay brightened the room with her presence. Just from walking through the door, she’d made the room a happier place. This was true despite his having spent the last several months assuring himself his recollection of her had to be incorrect. His recollection was not incorrect. It was appallingly accurate.

~ Carolyn Jewel

She had a good, strong voice. She smiled with her voice, too. This, he thought, was the magic that had drawn him to her.

~ Carolyn Jewel

Her gaze collided with the duke’s. His eyes were a clear, pale green. Why was he staring so intently when there was hardly another woman less interesting than she?

~ Carolyn Jewel

You are walking to Hope Springs?” “Yes, Your Grace.” “In this weather?” She glanced around and gave him a smile. “I haven’t any other weather to walk in.

~ Carolyn Jewel

He’d seen that absent look from her dozens of times in London. She thought herself invisible, and was not. Not to him. This was the second time he’d mentioned marriage to her. The second time she heard nothing but his words.

~ Carolyn Jewel

If he spoke, there was no possible outcome but another disastrous exchange of words at cross-purposes. The chances of him finding both the right words and the right inflection were, in his experience with her thus far, vanishingly small. He would either growl at her, or tell her what was in his heart.

~ Carolyn Jewel

Dread that she would meet some other man and see in him all the joy of life that he lacked. “I will see you home.” The words came out all wrong, with gruff emphasis on the word will. One look at her, and he lost all chance at serenity. Because he had never in his life cared whether anyone liked him. He’d never thought about it. Until her.

~ Carolyn Jewel

She bent her head over the flowers. He knew she was not beautiful. He knew she did not see herself as the object of a man’s lust. He knew if he told her he found her desirable, she’d not understand his meaning. She’d think he meant something other than marriage. In that, she would be right, but a man could want both things from the same woman.

~ Carolyn Jewel

He fell quiet, but she understood this was his way. He was not a talkative man. Once, she’d imagined him sitting alone in his house, a monster ready to devour anyone who came near. What she imagined now was a man who had both his rank and his natural reticence working against him. She smiled at him. If he continued in his gruff ways the rest of his life, she would defend him to anyone. Anyone.

~ Carolyn Jewel

She laughed, and the duke might actually have smiled, though one could never be certain.

~ Carolyn Jewel

He remounted. “I will ride with you.” With some effort, he gentled his voice. “If that would be agreeable to you.” “How kind of you. Thank you.

~ Carolyn Jewel

She laughed, and the sound pierced his heart.

~ Carolyn Jewel

She would do whatever she had to, even make this man’s life a living hell if it were required, and judging by the arrogance of Thomas Glanville, that possibility was quite likely.

~ Tamara Hughes

Those green eyes mocked her, and the ass leaned into her blade as if daring her to slice him

~ Tamara Hughes

Catherine bristled at the amusement in his voice. He could laugh all he wanted when he stood tied to a wall utterly naked. A little humiliation might do him good.

~ Tamara Hughes

I've seen enough cowboys in my life to know I don't want one for a husband....VictoriaEvery good man I know is a cowboy....ColtPromises Kept

~ Scarlett Dunn

Do you plan on marrying Charles?”She shook her head.“Good. I wouldn’t want to shoot him, but I would.... Finding Promise

~ Scarlett Dunn

There is always a danger that those who are less obviously and traditionally important, prominent, or powerful will be left out of the history of human experience.

~ Chloe Schama

I won’t pretend that I deserve you. I am faithless. I have done unforgivable things. And I am broken.” He gestured to his face and body with trembling hands. “I know you see past these things when you look at me . . . but I hope I can be enough for you.”“What? Enough for me? Gabriel, you are everything.

~ Rachel L. Demeter

Now, tomorrow, and always.

~ Rachel L. Demeter

Whether David believed in her affliction or not didn’t change the fact that it existed, and some day it would catch up with her.

~ Tamara Hughes

Let this moment whisper through eternity. Let it fill my every dream and visit me each night.

~ Rachel L. Demeter