“faces in Renaissance art. Heart pounding. Back. Bird. Hands. Feet. Heart. Back, back, bird, feet, bird, bird, bird. Feet, hands, feet, feet,… — Dan Harris Copy Share Image
You can hear my voice but you can't hear it trembling. You can feel my touch but not my heart pounding. You… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Call the fire department," I said, trying hard to stay calm. "On it." Bess said, digging into her pocket. "I'll text 911."… — Carolyn Keene Copy Share Image
“I sank onto the deck. My heart was pounding a million trillion times a minute. I never felt more alive. Anger, sadness,… — Jenny Han Copy Share Image
“He suggested devils, skulls, harsh masculine drawings. This thing was…heart poundingly good. She wanted to pluck it, and bury her face in… — Charlotte Stein Copy Share Image
You!” she said, stepping forward with a vehement expression and her finger pointed. Heart pounding, I pressed into Al. Funny how he… — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
“This is a message from your heart Your most devoted body part Taking blood and making art This is a message from… — Kina Grannis Copy Share Image
I don't have to run for miles just to get my heart pounding and for my breath to be taken away; I… — Melchor Lim Copy Share Image
Of course, I started as a collector. A true collector. I can remember as if it were only yesterday the heart-pounding excitement… — Edward G. Robinson Copy Share Image
“He had not been able to see it in himself, but looking at Hungerford, he was able at least to speculate on… — David Slavitt Copy Share Image
“Liam stared at her, his gaze glittering hot with something she was afraid to identify because it made her knees weak and… — Kay Stockham Copy Share Image
“I have never had a first kiss like this. Is it that he’s a stranger? So beautiful? If so, I am ruined… — Mary Ann Rivers Copy Share Image
..."Are you okay?" he says, still looking at me, and I feel my smile slip, fade, and the silence that falls over… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
I had to really kill off all the religious myths. In the therapy you really feel every painful moment of your life… — John Lennon Copy Share Image
“(Devon) “Cam—you’re killing me,” she quavered, pressing her head back into the pillow and praying for patience. Her heart was pounding. “I’m… — Kaylea Cross Copy Share Image
“His lips brushed over hers. She let out a sigh of relief and joy and pleasure. He pulled her tighter against him,… — B.J. Daniels Copy Share Image
For a split second longer she stood motionless. Then, somehow, she had caught at the front of his shirt and pulled him… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Jim pushed against my leg to peer inside. "Well, now, there's a sight you don't see every day." "Voulez-vous cesser de me… — Katie MacAlister Copy Share Image
“I don’t think you do. This” –he gestured impatiently at himself– “is just a fucking shell. You’re what drives me, Eva. Can… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“Straightening up so the full force of that cold blast hit him square in the face, Qhuinn glared into the rush, picturing… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“The grass whispered under his body. He put his arm down, feeling the sheath of fuzz on it, and, far away, below,… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“God, I love men." She got up from the desk, walked to him, cupped his face in her hands and gave him… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“I argue that it is not Woolf's remoteness that puts people off but her nearness that terrifies them. Her language is not… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“Wow. Hindsight didn’t just make things crystal clear; it smacked me upside the head and knocked some sense into me. “I get… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“A relationship between us would never work," Ísa blurted out, terrified of how fast she was falling for this gorgeous, driven man.… — Nalini Singh Copy Share Image
“You’re like a Boy Scout, huh?” It’s my attempt at flirting—probably only slightly less effective than Dirty Dancing’s “I carried a watermelon.”… — Emma Chase Copy Share Image
“And you're thinking I just tossed out some casual phrase that you've heard from dozens of guys? Or maybe one in particular,who… — R.C. Ryan Copy Share Image
“Then he was striding toward me. His mesmerizing gaze pinned me in place as he cupped my face. When his lips covered… — Kresley Cole Copy Share Image
Why is it that one moment I barely know you, but then when I actually take a look at you, my heart… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Then she thought of how life could still be happy, and how tormentingly she loved and hated him, and how terribly her… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“I sit bolt upright in bed, my heart pounding, and my mind racing with thoughts about my twin. I pull my knees… — Alretha Thomas Copy Share Image
“He looked up at me, stuttered a few times, and then seemed to forget what he was saying altogether. I didn't say… — L.D. Davis Copy Share Image
An astonishing debut. Brilliantly conceived, masterfully written, Stuart Neville’s THE TWELVE is both a heart-pounding thriller and a stunning examination of responsibility… — Jeff Abbott Copy Share Image
“Booya!" I drunkenly howled from the ground. I choked a little on the dust as I staggered back to my feet, my… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“The glass doors stared back at me like a secret passageway, moonlight filtering in and adding to the effect. I swallowed again,… — Jennifer DeLucy Copy Share Image
Why can I not see you in a crowd, true heart pounding aloud. All I see are players and peers that fear.… — Michael Sullivan Copy Share Image
“XXVII Caliban A dip in lethe & Heart pounding ceases my frozen heart melts A warm healing wash & I awake to… — Michael Bee Copy Share Image
“After several minutes, Ed said, his voice raspy and spent, "You okay, Laur?" Laurie, his bones melted, his muscles slack, his heart… — Heidi Cullinan Copy Share Image
What's easy to forget once you're minorly famous is how nerve-racking it is to walk up to someone famous and interrupt them.… — Max Joseph Copy Share Image
But there was still something missing. Something that nagged at her-an emptiness she couldn't explain. There were mornings she woke with her… — Kirsten Miller Copy Share Image
