Clergyman's

“His lips were approaching hers, but she could not taste sin. Not yet. Not until she knew the name of this golden haired man, so her soul could sing his name for the rest of eternity.”
— Katherine Givens

“We’ve resorted to formalities suddenly? Am I to assume we haven’t been intimate enough for you to call me by my first name?” Despite his casual tone, his eyes suggested so much more. “Perhaps I should rectify that.”
— Melissa Lurquette

“We’ve resorted to formalities suddenly? Am I to assume we haven’t beenintimate enough for you to call me by my first name?” Despite his casual tone, his eyes suggested so much more. “Perhaps I should rectify that.”
— Melissa Lurquette

“I’ll love you until I’m ashes in the dirt beneath the Earth. Then, I’ll love you even more.”
— K. Webster

“We must go to the laboratory at once. I have some cannabis.”
— Brooklyn Ann

“You’re mad,” he said in a low voice, “if you think I would leave you now. I’ll see you safe and well no matter what it takes.”
— Lisa Kleypas

“Helena had been standing by her window looking out to sea, breathing in the fresh air and admiring the picturesque scene of a small ship sailing into the harbor.She had not been able to think of anything other than Mikolas for days.”From LONGING the 3rd chapter of TRUE LOVE”
— Destin Bays

“You thought I was peculiar,” she said in a muffled voice.His mouth brushed the edge of her ear and settled against her neck. She felt that he was smiling. “Darling love… you are.”
— Lisa Kleypas

“Then, as now, there were always girls who were overlooked and ignored by gentlemen who really should have known better.”
— Lisa Kleypas

“She opens her eyes as the fury continues, pinning me with her glare. Her gaze reached into my soul as I spin the music back to the simple melody at its core—our melody. A moment of recognition washes over her, followed by regret, fear, terror. An entire kaleidoscope of emotions exists within a single heartbeat.”
— Christine Fonseca

“I suppose you’ll not let me rest until I admit that I like your company?””You’re getting to know me well…””Very well, I’ll admit. You’re slightly more than tolerable.”
— Jody Hedlund

“If I say that you are mine, then I am yours.”
— Elizabetta Holcomb

“If I had known how easy it is to lose your life, I would have treasured mine better”.”
— Yangsze Choo

“I am not a hero. Heroes do not cheat.”
— Elizabetta Holcomb

“They had pulled me from the hemorrhaging, dying body of my mother and turned me over to the care of the man who was not my father. He had taken me home to their tiny apartment above the old hardware store and done what little he knew to take care of me. It took less than six weeks for him to realize his mistake. Maybe even less than six hours, but he never abandoned me. He clung to me as though I was the last remnant of some great and powerful love. And that gave me hope that maybe my mother was really something else and not just some girl who got knocked up by a guy whose name she didn’t even know. She was something special, someone worthy of a man’s loyalty and devotion.–Rocky Evans”
— Gwenn Wright

“It is a truth universally acknowledged that one only comes up with clever, cutting remarks long after the other party is happily slumbering away.”
— Lauren Willig

“Tell them I have the headache–no, the plague! I need something nice and contagious.”
— Lauren Willig

“Getting the poison to them is more difficult than it should be. I cannot just slip it into their food, they eat with the rest of the household, and as much as I dislike everyone here, I am not willing to poison them all. At least not yet.”
— Robin LaFevers

“This is an education on seduction,” Delilah said in a reverent tone… Ariana let her gaze skim across the silk wall hangings and shrugged. “I’ve not ever kissed a man.” … Truthfully, she had not. She’d been so fixed on her attempts to placate her parents in the hopes they might pay her the slightest bit of positive attention, she had not so much as considered kissing any man. Delilah’s fingers touched Ariana’s chin, feather light, and tilted her face toward hers. “It is the most delicious thing. Close your eyes and I will tell you of it.” Obediently, Ariana closed her eyes, hoping if she did as she was told, the lesson would end sooner. It was an awkward sensation to sit in the ridiculous pillow-laden room with one’s eyes closed. “Relax,” Delilah said in a velvety tone. “Listen.” Ariana let her muscles slacken. “Imagine a man, tall and lean with muscle.” Delilah’s voice was quietly intimate. Hypnotic. “He’s staring at you as if you were the only women he’d ever seen. Truly seen. The only woman he’s ever wanted. The desire for you burning in his eyes.” Hazel eyes rose to the forefront of Ariana’s mind, a sharp jaw shadowed with a day’s growth of beard. Connor. She swallowed. “His arms come around you,” Delilah continued. “So strong, so warm. They offer you a protection unlike anything you’ve ever felt and make you wish you could melt into his embrace for the rest of your life.” In Ariana’s mind, Connor’s arms wrapped around her. But she didn’t shy from his touch – she welcomed. It. The chill of the room ebbed into a pleasant heat. “Your eyes meet. His fingers touch your face and his breath whispers over your lips. He lowers his head and you close your eyes just as his mouth touches yours, warm and demanding.” Ariana’s heart quickened and her breathing went almost ragged. Her mouth was suddenly dry and she flicked her tongue over her lips. “His body is a wall of strength against you, holding you upright, as your knees feel as though they will buckle. Then his tongue strokes yours, velvet fire and heady seduction.” Ariana drew a shaky breath….”
— Madeline Martin

“Her breathing came faster, evidenced by the repeated rapid swell of her breasts against the low-cut bodice. Before he could let his thoughts circle around once more, he cupped the elegant line of her jaw in his palm. Her eyes widened. “Are you going to kiss me?” she whispered. Instead of answering, he lowered his mouth to the luscious warmth of hers.”
— Madeline Martin

“He had won. He could release her at any time. But her lips… those soft, sweet petals were parting tremulously at the touch of his tongue, and she was granting him entry to the warmth of her mouth. He thrust boldly inside, wanting but one taste of her. Only one.”
— Shelly Thacker

“Bethany stepped out of the carriage, eyes fixed in rapt wonder at Ellingsworth manor. Gossamer paper lanterns hung from the trees, linking the drive like stars from the heaves. Strains of enchanting music emanated from the house…”
— Brooklyn Ann

“Her heart pounded in her throat as his head dipped lower and his lips brushed across hers.Heat exploded in her belly at the chaste kiss, every nerve ending singing with pleasure. Head swimming with dizziness, Bethany grasped his shoulders to keep from toppling off of the bench. Justus’s arms wrapped around her, pulling her against his firm chest, his lips caressing hers with intoxicating fervor.”
— Brooklyn Ann

“Bethany Mead cringed against the stone wall of her cell. Greeves was guarding the female ward this night. She hated Greeves…”
— Brooklyn Ann

“I need you more than I need the sunshine.”
— Brooklyn Ann

“I have always wondered what it is like to be kissed.” She snapped her mouth closed at such an outrageous confession, but it was too late.“And?” he whispered back.She frowned. “And what?”His lips arched in a wicked smile. “How was the experience?”“Incredible,” she couldn’t stop herself from answering. “So much more that what the novels depict.”His grin broadened, tempting beyond reason. “That tempts me to do it again.”
— Brooklyn Ann

“Justus?” she whispered. “I know it is not ladylike for me to ask, but I very much would for you to kiss me again.” Those sensuous lips of his curved in a smile that made her belly flutter. “See, you are my counterpart, for I was just going to do just that.”
— Brooklyn Ann

“There is no home without you.”
— Brooklyn Ann

“I’m fine. I’m not even all that hungry. I’d much rather explore the book shop.”“Food first, books after,” he said sternly, not liking the dark shadows of fatigue beneath her eyes. Who knew when she’d last slept? “And then we should rest early.”
— Brooklyn Ann

“God, you feel so good on top of me,” he whispered, rucking up her skirts to feel more of her silken skin.“No, you feel good.” Her hips arched against his erection and she licked her lips. “Is it possible for us to…” she trailed off with a blush.“Oh yes,” he whispered…”
— Brooklyn Ann