I'm no cook, but I love to eat. Usually, food tastes best when there isn't a recipe, just a cook who knows… — Sandra Brown Copy Share Image
I love writing villains because I was the big sister of five girls, so I had heavy responsibility growing up. I had… — Sandra Brown Copy Share Image
I love being the bad guy, simply because I was always so responsible, so predictable growing up. — Sandra Brown Copy Share Image
I grew up loving books and stories. Reading became my favourite pastime, and you have to be a reader before you can… — Sandra Brown Copy Share Image
Ah, but being in love made you mean and crazy. Love made you act like a fool even when you knew you… — Sandra Brown Copy Share Image
“Dispensing with the frivolity, he kissed her meaningfully. When at last he pulled away, her troubled expression alarmed him. "What?" "Be careful,… — Sandra Brown Copy Share Image
“Love was a word that poets and songwriters used. They vested the emotion with tremendous powers over the human heart and mind,… — Sandra Brown Copy Share Image
Yes, I love my homes, I love to travel, I love my family, and I love doting on my new grandchildren. But… — Sandra Brown Copy Share Image
I think of my books now as suspense novels, usually with a love story incorporated. They're absolutely a lot harder to write… — Sandra Brown Copy Share Image
“His gut was stitched up good and tight, but that didn’t prevent it from flopping. He wiped his damp palms on the… — Sandra Brown Copy Share Image
“Don’t be afraid of loving this man, Maria had told her. Don’t be afraid. Her slender fingers closed around the warm shaft… — Sandra Brown Copy Share Image
“The intensity of his expression caused her to tentatively ask, “What?” “I’ve never been a big fan of the missionary position.” Not quite sure… — Sandra Brown Copy Share
'Slow Heat in Heaven' was my 'breakout' or 'crossover' book, and I loved the freedom I felt writing it. — Sandra Brown Copy Share
People don't care how smart woman is as long as she's charming and gay and pretty. — Sandra Brown Copy Share
“Ella almost cried out in relief upon seeing him. Conrad released her hand and spun around to see who’d interrupted his bullying. “Afternoon,” — Sandra Brown Copy Share
“Don’t be afraid of loving this man, Maria had told her. Don’t be afraid. Her slender fingers closed around the warm shaft with its… — Sandra Brown Copy Share
“Whatever else you were about to say, don't. Don't look at me all calf-eyed. Don't nurse any romantic options about me just because I… — Sandra Brown Copy Share
I try to weave a secret into each plot. It's the thread that holds the rest of the story fabric together. In fact, it's… — Sandra Brown Copy Share
“That all any of us has to give is our best. if we do that. we succeed, no matter what the outcome.” — Sandra Brown Copy Share
“...He called up the numbness with which he armed himself to get through each day.” — Sandra Brown Copy Share
“Love was a word that poets and songwriters used. They vested the emotion with tremendous powers over the human heart and mind, but they… — Sandra Brown Copy Share
Even knowing the ending was sad, I wouldn't have deprived myself the beauty of the story. — Sandra Brown Copy Share
“her top and into the elastic waistband of the baggy pants. He lightly ground the heel of his” — Sandra Brown Copy Share
“Her fingers dug into the flesh of his hips as his own passion peaked. His face was buried in her neck and her skin… — Sandra Brown Copy Share
Moving between her thighs, he stretched out above her, then thrust into her. Once. Because, as he did everything, he acted without hesitation or… — Sandra Brown Copy Share
