Romantic Suspense Quotes

Are you trying to tell me you were a virgin before me? she asked teasingly... He snorted at the question. I just wanted to give you fair warning that I'm going to fuck up. Probably a lot. She shrugged, seemingly unfazed. Me too. That's what relationships are about. We'll argue, then have incredible make-up sex. And as long as you always concede that I'm right after an argument, we'll be fine.

~ Katie Reus

She was different from any other women he'd been with. Something he'd known from the moment he'd met her and she'd made a smart-ass comment about him looking like GI Joe on vacation.

~ Katie Reus

If you were truly 'here for me,' you would have a Kahlua in one hand and Henry Cavill's number in the other. Since I'm not having drunken phone sex with Superman, there must be another reason you're darkening my living room.

~ Naima Simone

Travis Sanchez rubbed a hand over his head as he stepped into an elevator at the Red Stone Security building. His Mohawk was gone and he wore his hair in a buzz cut these days. It was probably his military background, but he always came back to this cut out of habit. The walk to Harrison's office was too short. He wasn't sure why his boss had called him in after his last security detail, but a small burst of panic had detonated in his gut. He loved this job, but there had been some issues with the CEO he'd recently been guarding not following Travis' orders. The asshole had almost gotten himself killed and now Travis wondered if his head was on the chopping block because of it.

~ Katie Reus

So how many tattoos do you have exactly? she asked as Travis met her at the front of her car. It was a question she'd been dying to ask but she couldn't believe she'd just blurted it out all of a sudden. What was it about this man that made her so nervous that she spoke before she thought? He'd been blowing on the top of the travel mug that she'd let him use, but he stopped and faced her, his eyes darkening. I'll let you find out on your own. There was a sensual note in his voice that she felt all the way to her toes.

~ Katie Reus

Her lips curved up then, as if she liked his answer. “Are you working tomorrow?”Dax nodded. “Yeah. Training stuff.” He was running weapons-training exercises with three of his guys and a small team of DEA agents. They liked to do joint operations, especially in Miami, where there was a smorgasbord of government agencies. But he couldn’t tell her that.“When do you get off?”The way she said “get off” brought up all sorts of images. Hannah must have read his expression, because she shook her head. “Pervert,” she muttered.He grinned, liking the camaraderie between them, as if part of that wall she’d erected had been knocked down.

~ Katie Reus

It's all interrelated, these destructive things I do. I latch on to people, like I'm collecting them. I'm always looking for a hero, you know?

~ Jenna Brooks

Simon leveled the gun at Will again. 'Now,' he said casually, 'someone's gonna die here in the next minute.'On the other side of the two-way mirror, Sammy took aim.'That's exactly right,' she whispered.

~ Jenna Brooks

Sometimes you have to go 'yippee-ki-yay' on a person who deserves it.

~ Naima Simone

Tempting as your offer is, I won’t go home with you. I can’t sleep with you, Justin. You say it doesn’t have to be that way, but you and I both know that’s the way it would be. You’re a risk I can’t afford to take.

~ Sarah Grimm

I don’t do gentle, Mara,” he felt compelled to warn even as he worked his way down from her lips, over her chin, to the tender spot where her neck met her shoulder. He scraped his teeth over the frantic beat of her pulse and reveled in the delicate shudder that shook her body. “So if that’s how you think this is going to go, back out now.

~ Tonya Burrows

He also had deep brown eyes, light brown skin and an infectious grin, even in the middle of a grueling SWAT workout. In short, exactly her type. If only he wasn't a teammate, making him off-limits. And if only she didn't have baggage from her past that weighed more than he did.

~ Elizabeth Heiter

Christ, she was like his own personal drug, and he’d been jonesing for more of her since November. And now that he’d had her again, he didn’t know if he’d ever be able to quit her. Yeah. He was in trouble.

~ Tonya Burrows

Don't. That one word made him freeze. Don't what? Touch me right now. Her voice cracked on the last word before she swallowed hard again. If you do, I'll invite you to join me in bed and I don't think that's the smartest thing right now. What not? he asked bluntly. Because getting naked with her sounded like a damn fine idea.

~ Katie Reus

Men like him, the kind of guys who left the womb fighting? They didn’t get fairy-tale endings. They burned bright until they burned out—and he was burning out.

~ Tonya Burrows

Ten books in and the Red Stone Security series is still going strong because of you, my wonderful readers. Thank you.

~ Katie Reus

Honey, before I became the man who was to marry Olivia Hamilton, I was capable of taking care of myself. I can take care of you, too, for that matter. If you should ever decide to trust me. With that he turned the key. The old pickup's engine rumbled to life and he backed out kicking up fresh gravel.Livie bristled. She knew he thought her an overindulged debutante, but there was more to her than just being Buckmaster Hamilton's daughter and damned if she wasn't going to prove it to him. If he gave her the chance.

~ B.j. Daniels

Have you found your Christmas spirit yet? he asked as they drove by Broslin Square. The decorations were out of control. This place would make Liberace feel underdressed.

~ Dana Marton

She slid her hands up the front of Sawyer's shirt, shoving at it, wanting to see and feel all of him. Every muscular inch he was trying to hide under his clothes. She felt almost crazed with the need. When he pulled his head back, breathing hard, he stared down at her. How much have you had to drink? Not enough to regret this.

~ Katie Reus

I'm adaptable. A nomad, my mom always says. Zoe raised an eyebrow. Your mom? Well I wasn't spawned.

~ Katie Reus

He sucked in a breath, his head snapping back from hers. Groaning as he filled her, she arched her back against him, her nipples stroking his chest with the movement. They weren't going to make it to the living room. Wall or floor? he managed.

~ Katie Reus

Nora sobered and turned back to the windows, her breath fogging the glass. We may as well lay some ground rules if we're going to be stuck here for a few days. Okay. You can keep the bed, I prefer the sofa. I don't cook. I'm not a maid, so pick up after yourself. You can eat whatever you can find in the kitchen, but I'll warn you, I don't keep much. I prefer my privacy, so you'll have to occupy yourself. Any questions? Only one. She turned to face him. What are you hiding from?

~ Jennifer Lowery

He glanced again at her tightly drawn face as he parked and understood, with sudden, startling clarity, that if they failed to find Tanya alive, then Bella, too, would be lost.

~ Bronwyn Parry

Nine people had died today. And it didn't matter what the FBI had thought of her actions. Her career as a negotiator had ended before it had even begun.

~ Elizabeth Heiter

The instant Isabella Cortez left the safety of the FBI building, goose bumps skittered across her skin and her senses went on high alert.

~ Elizabeth Heiter

A dangerous glint came into his eyes. Gabi, if I ever show up in your bedroom in the middle of the nigh, believe me, it won't be to give you a morality lesson. She felt the promise of that through her body down to her toes. But she said, If anyone showed up in my bedroom in the middle of the night, I'm likely to shoot them. He laughed as he shook his head at her. Of course, you would.

~ Dana Marton

She was hot, he was a man; not being attracted would have been impossible. That gleaming dark hair tempted a man to find out what it would look like released from its tight bun. She had toned, endless legs. Her li8ps were distracting, especially that teasing mole in the corner. She could give a dead monk a boner.

~ Dana Marton

You’ve been drinking. Let’s go before I become the asshole prick you think I am.

~ Cristin Harber

There’s no other way to look at you. You’re the definition of beauty.

~ Cristin Harber

Fuck,” he murmured, his gaze tracking over her exposed chest and torso. “I was going to say this is going too fast.” “You sure about that?” she murmured. “I don’t want to take advantage,” he continued, his voice strained as he sat up, staring down at her as if he didn’t know where to start. Reaching behind her back, she unsnapped her black bra and let it slide down her arms as she sat half up. “Then let me take advantage of you.

~ Katie Reus

He glanced around, his eyes widening a little when he looked toward her bedroom. She winced, but resisted the urge to jump and close the door. He was staring at the poster above her bed, an image of Annie Oakley with the quote I ain't afraid to love a man. I ain't afraid to shoot him either.

~ Dana Marton

...got the ink as a constant symbol of what I fight for and of what I have to live for.

~ Megan Mitcham

The chemistry was almost too much. And at the same time, not enough. She simply couldn’t get enough of him, wondered if she ever would. When he pulled back and slid into her again, she moaned his name. “Sawyer.” Her clit was pulsing, begging to be touched again. Feeling bold, she reached between her legs and started stroking herself as he began thrusting. “Oh yeah, touch yourself, sweetheart. Come on my dick,” he rasped out, his voice a bare whisper…

~ Katie Reus

Wendy Belle wasn't the type of model foreign princes married. Yes, tall and graceful, but she didn't radiate a Grace Kelly-like cold beauty. Her lips were too sensuous for that, her eyes too mysterious. Her face was beautiful and perfect in its own way. More than beautiful - interesting. She was the type of woman a man could look at for a lifetime and not get bored.

~ Dana Marton

The man's gaze hesitated on the four-inch cut on Joe's left cheek, courtesy of the log that had slapped him in the face on the river. With twenty-some stitches sticking out, the wound looked like a giant red caterpillar was crawling across Joe's face. Well, that'll disappoint the ladies. But then the captain grunted. Never mind. With you, they'll probably like it, think it's all manly. He peered behind Joe. Anyone naked in there? Joe stepped aside. I'm having an off morning.

~ Dana Marton

His last encounter with Wendy... Hell, she'd been the one to hurt his feelings. The best sex of his life, and she'd kicked him out as soon as it was over, told him not to bother with calling because it was strictly a one-time thing. Told him, actually, while he'd still been inside her. He groaned at the memory as he slipped behind the wheel, turning on the heat the second he had the engine started. His day was shaping up to be an ass kicker. Which was saying something, considering that the day before included his arrest, a concussion, and a near drowning.

~ Dana Marton

His phone rang just as he set his evidence kit on the ground. He glanced at the display and took the call. Hey, Mom. I ran into Cindy Jenners at the store today. No. She's such a nice young woman. Not interested. Your sisters abandoned me. They didn't abandon you. They got married. They moved to other states. I don't have a single grandchild. within driving distance. How can they be so curel? She gave a guilt-laden pause. Mrs. Ottmann said she saw you talking to some blonde with Massachusetts license plates by the feed store yesterday. Chase closed his eyes and brushed his thumb and forefinger over his eyelids. I was giving her a speeding ticket...

~ Dana Marton

Okay, more disclosure. I'm not a fugitive at the moment, but I might become one. I don't know if I'm going back for a trial. I can't go to prison and leave the twins alone. We'll leave before it comes to that. I don't want to get you in trouble. Hilda waved off the words. I'm an old woman. They ain't gonna take me out of here in shackles. I've seen most of the local officers run around in diapers. Luanne was pretty sure that didn't mean immunity. She'd seen Chase naked, and that hadn't stopped him from arresting her. She didn't tell that to Aunt Hilda.

~ Dana Marton

She could forgive him for missing their dinner date, but she would never forgive him for dying.

~ Chrys Fey

. Then I smile and in haste . . . I can't help it! I worship your silhouette. How I gaze and can't help but stare. I place my hands in your red hair. It is wonderful knowing you have found my undying love. ,But now I'll end this and say goodnight and await the day to be with you through the night and wake with you in my arms underneath the morning light.

~ Hazel Cartwright