“After a moment, he found my neck, kissing the nape, his teeth grazing my skin and causing me to make a small… — Cyrese Covelli Copy Share Image
“Her gaze travels back to the lie twisted in a tempest of mud and blood. She witnesses the culmination of her recklessness… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
I don't know what it is about human beings but most of us really like reading about or observing sexual tension and… — Curtis Sittenfeld Copy Share Image
“Do you know what I do sometimes? I look at buildings or up at the sky and because their plain features look… — Karl Kristian Flores Copy Share Image
“This isn’t about validation, this is about having someone’s hand to hold when I’m walking through the creepy forest. I really thought… — Davee Jones Copy Share Image
...and Jo laid the rustling sheets together with a careful hand, as one might shut the covers of a lovely romance, which… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“Some people view love and romance as a sacred bond between two individuals. Other people see love as a game, where the… — David Reeves Copy Share Image
“The male author unthinkingly creates a world in which every single member of society is male except—hey presto!—when the protagonist feels like… — Howard Mittelmark Copy Share Image
“A little later Anastasia was sitting before her bedroom fire writing. It has a magic of its own—the bedroom fire. Not such… — John Meade Falkner Copy Share Image
“But love doesn’t control, and I suppose that’s why it’s the ultimate risk. In the end, we have to hope the person… — Donald Miller Copy Share Image
“Holding onto anger is like carrying a bucket of poison. Every step you walk, it splashes onto yourself and others. When you… — Dean Henryson Copy Share Image
As the editor of 'Cosmopolitan,' I talk to hundreds of young women about the sometimes bewilderingly rapid changes taking place in our… — Joanna Coles Copy Share Image
“The last time I saw him, I didn't breath again until he had dressed himself completely. From the crack in my sister's… — Jennifer Loren Copy Share Image
First impressions of mediaeval life are usually coloured by the courtly romances of Malory and his later refiners. Chaucer brings us down… — William Langland Copy Share Image
“When one is young, Marion, love is all passion, but the passion doesn't last. Lasting love comes after the storm, when the… — Jacob G. Rosenberg Copy Share Image
“Don’t you want to know what I did?” I could have killed her for all he knew. “Nope.” He motioned me to… — Holly Hood Copy Share Image
When you spend many hours a week working with the same people - I mean television operates on really amazing hours and… — Holly Hunter Copy Share Image
“I stand before her, meeting her eye to eye and nose to nose. My head takes a slight bow as I clench… — Cameron Jace Copy Share Image
“He watched her for her reaction, or possibly watched her just to watch, his eyes hooded by his lashes and his mouth… — V.S. Carnes Copy Share Image
The reason I write romance is that I like happy endings. The idea, you know, 'It's not literature unless is ends badly,'… — Ruth Glick Copy Share Image
If you believe in romance, and if you believe in marriage, you also have to believe in divorce. It's like, with 'Getting… — Alex Borstein Copy Share Image
“He shook his head, staring at her like a condemned man who beheld the face of his executioner. "Aline," he whispered, "Do… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“I want to be with you, Demetria. Go on dates, have sex and pointless arguments, figure out why you like to eat… — Genevieve Dewey Copy Share Image
“As a fiction writer I am not always sure where reality ends and non reality begins, when sane thoughts become less than… — Kathryn Mattingly Copy Share Image
“I want to laugh one of those strange, high-pitched, delusional laughs that signals the end of a person's sanity. Because this world,… — Tehereh Mafi Unravel Me Copy Share Image
“You love Robert, not me. You don’t love Lord Stuffy, so I tried to be like Robert.” The sweet idiot! She felt… — Miranda Neville Copy Share Image
“What is more natural than that a solidity, a complicity, a bond should be established between Reader and Reader, thanks to the… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“Excerpt from Winning Streak, Las Vegas Sinners Book 3, coming later this year: Tonight’s ensemble was typical Madden. Dark and faded but… — Katie Kenyhercz Copy Share Image
“I don’t want to talk about it,” she said. Once again he was close. Too close. So damn close. “At all,” she… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“Let’s go to town,” Jo said. “Take me to eat dinner at the hotel.” I sucked in a breath and stared at… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Speechless and very nearly panting, she fell back against the wall with a thump, knowing that if she lived to be ninety,… — Sharon K. Garner Copy Share Image
I have never read a really good novel written by a man where women are portrayed as they truly are. They can… — Simone de Beauvoir Copy Share Image
I am the kind of a woman that likes to move on mentally from point to point, and I like for my… — Zora Neale Hurston Copy Share Image
“... not within my memory." "All 300 years of it?" That comment earned her a frown. "My apologies," she amended lightly. "I… — Shelly Thacker Copy Share Image
“From my Book Talk Radio Interview: Barbara’s debut novel Starting Over is described as a sweet and sensuous, closed door romance. Q.… — Barbara James Copy Share Image
When it comes to romance, adults are entitled to their own choices, even their own mistakes. Say your peace, offer your opinion,… — Jerry Springer Copy Share Image
“...True classical dropouts in society are those who avoid difficult challenges and cling to the first opportunity that comes their way. They… — Janvier Chouteu-Chando Copy Share Image
“Eena worried to Ian in her thoughts. (You’re not going to let him walk away thinking what I think he’s thinking, are… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“She was never going to seek gainful employment again, that was for certain. She'd remain outside the public sector. She'd be an… — Joy Williams Copy Share Image
while there are 'women writers' there are not, and have never been, 'men writers.' This is an empty category, a class without… — Joyce Carol Oates Copy Share Image
