“What am I to you?” He brought his forehead to hers, staring into her, his eyes holding nothing but naked truth. “I’ve loved you for so long… You’re my downfall,” he whispered, his words breaking, “…and my fucking salvation.” — Dianna Hardy Copy Share Image
“If she wanted this man to trust her, to open up to her, she would have to strip every last piece of herself away,… — Dianna Hardy Copy Share Image
“Then, things get hard, because once you know magic exists, you have to decide whether to be the bystander, or the magician … and… — Dianna Hardy Copy Share Image
“...today, I’m writing about the extraordinary; those ‘moments’ in life that reach us, and change us. Those moments take place all the time, really – it’s just that we’re taught not to notice. We’re taught that whims are for the foolish; that instinct and passion are more akin to fairy tales than reality; that they won’t get us very far,… — Dianna Hardy Copy Share
“You’re one cruel bastard,” she managed to get out. He tsked with his tongue. “Everyone says that.” Then he took hold of her chin… — Dianna Hardy Copy Share Image
“And they said females were the moody ones. Yeah – right. No one did moods like Alpha male werewolves.” — Dianna Hardy Copy Share Image
“...you’d be amazed at the grand tales the human brain will throw up to make sense of something nonsensical.” — Dianna Hardy Copy Share Image
“The one thing you should never do to a woman, whether you make love to her or fuck her, is apologise straight after.” — Dianna Hardy Copy Share Image
“She waited for him with shallow breaths, head thrown back, eyes half closed, completely exposed in her trust of him, and it unravelled the… — Dianna Hardy Copy Share Image
“We have choice,” she insisted. “This is it. We don’t get to choose our choices, Gwain, we just get to make the ones we’re… — Dianna Hardy Copy Share Image
“Love finds you, not the other way around, and you can’t run from it.” — Dianna Hardy Copy Share Image
