Brunette Quote by Anna Campbell

“She smelled of flowers and rain. A meadow beneath a storm. It was intoxicating, and before he could even ponder why he would think…

— Micah Persell

“He loved her hair. It was like sunshine. Not the sunshine he saw here in England, but the all-consuming sun found on the open…

— Kristi Ann Hunter

“His eyes were that curious shade of hazel that made her think of sunshine and toffee, caramel and whiskey, sweetness and sin all at…

— Megan Crane

“An indescribable urgency like she’d never felt before made her run her fingers through his hair and smooth his untamed waves back from his…

— Vivienne Savage

“As he shook her hand and met those striking emerald eyes, he knew before he'd taken his next breath that she was the one…

— Nicholas Sparks

“He used to wonder how such a frail little body could house so much joy, so much goodness. It couldn't. It spilled out of…

— Khaled Hosseini

“He looked at her, smiling. Her heart—which had been beating pretty rapidly all evening, increased in pace. His hair was ruffled and he had…

— Serenity Woods

“He couldn't stop himself from checking her out from behind. He kind of wished she wasn't wearing all that flowy stuff because he suspected…

— Susan Wiggs

“You are as ordinary as spring,' he murmured. 'As powerless as sunlight.' He ran his fingertips down her neck. 'And when I touch you,…

— Charlotte Lamb

“She was trembling, and so was he. Like the first time, he thought. For her. For him. And just as terrifying and tremendous. The…

— Nora Roberts

“His face burst into a prism of colors and light as her eyes welled with tears and when they fell down her cheeks it…

— Genevieve Dewey

“He moved to sniff some white-and-yellow flowers. A nightmare. This was a nightmare. “You can’t really like flowers.” Again those dark eyes shifted to…

— Sarah J Maas