Flames Quote by Anya Seton Download Open image “Her lips were drawn to his like a moth to a flame.” — Anya Seton ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.5 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare Flames Lips Love passion Moths
Those lips had curved into a knowing half smile that did funny things to her insides. And like a match tossed to gasoline, her… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
“Her lips were burning with the lies she spoke and yet, he longed to kiss the fire.” — Barbara Avon Copy Share Image
“They sat and he drew her into him. Their lips met, sparking an internal firework display. His soft exquisite lips pressed gently against hers.… — Amanda Turner Copy Share Image
“To have been granted so tiny a taste of the nectar of her mouth, and so brief a brush with the velvet of her… — Laini Taylor Copy Share Image
“She was a thin, a thin burning flame, colorless yet fresh. Her smile came first slowly, shy and bold, as if all the life… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“He wasn't like a moth attracted to her flame. No, he was like a vampire, in love with her eternal darkness.” — Melody Lee Copy Share Image
His lips covered hers as he laid the gauze on her leg. Fiery pain shot through her flesh as his lips swallowed her cry,… — Lora Leigh Copy Share Image
“The kiss surrounded her like air, held her up like water, supported her like the earth and burned her like fire.” — Tiffany Reisz Copy Share Image
“She kissed him in the exact same way he wanted to fuck her. Hard, insistent, determined, as though burning him with her mouth. Branding… — Jess Dee Copy Share Image
“I feel like a moth drawn to the flame.” Contact would hurt, might be fatal, and yet she couldn’t stop herself.” — Nalini Singh Copy Share Image
“She wanted his strong, capable hands on her blody and those soft lips locked with hers. She wanted to be held tight and kissed… — Melissa Cutler Copy Share Image
“Her lips were the texture of a dream, & her body against his felt like destiny.” — Dean Koontz Copy Share Image
“He was all sin and mystery, and Miranda feared the pleasures he offered as she feared the fires of hell. Yet when she succumbed… — Anya Seton Copy Share Image
“Miranda was shocked to hear Nicholas speak of slavery in glowing terms, as an efficient agricultural system. This wasn't the South! Yet as she… — Anya Seton Copy Share Image
I only know that from wherever it is that we're going there can be no turning back — Anya Seton Copy Share Image
“Elizabeth knew it was a fast day, but the rumbling in her belly was harder to ignore than the grumbling of the preacher.” — Anya Seton Copy Share Image
“Mistress Allen was only an ordinary provincial manor lady, bent on nothing more sinister than retrieving money of which she felt defrauded, and in… — Anya Seton Copy Share Image
“The orchard where they stood was on higher ground than the farmhouse, which nestled like a white dove beneath hemlocks and the tall protecting… — Anya Seton Copy Share Image
I am sure that no man asks mercy and grace with true meaning, but if mercy and grace have first been given him. — Anya Seton Copy Share Image
It is seldom in life that one knows that a coming event is to be of crucial importance. — Anya Seton Copy Share Image
“The knights were disgusted. They said that all that fiddle-faddle was well enough for saints, or might have been a thousand years ago, but… — Anya Seton Copy Share Image
There are many trails up the mountain, but in time they all reach the top. — Anya Seton Copy Share Image
“Presently comfort came to him, and he thought the she had always given him of her strength though he had never quite realised it… — Anya Seton Copy Share Image
“Her body consented willingly to all that her soul found most abhorrent. As Nicholas had promised, there was a hellish delight in knowing she… — Anya Seton Copy Share Image
Ye youths and virgins, when your generous blood Has drunk the warmth of fifteen summers, now The loves invite; now to new rapture wakes… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
Love will fan the flame, and that flame will warm the heart that's waiting. — Michael W. Smith Copy Share Image
I'm a candle flame that sways in currents of air you can't see. You need to be the one who steadies me to burn. — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
Well, He had known what love was-a sharp pang, a fierce experience, in the midst of whose flames he was struggling! but, through that… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
There was only the broad square with the scattered dim moons of the street lamps and with the monumental stone arch which receded into… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
A real flame of love is a subtle thing. It burns as a will-o'-the-wisp, dancing onward to fairy lands of delight. It roars as… — Theodore Dreiser Copy Share Image
The sectaries of a persecuted religion, depressed by fear, animated with resentment, and perhaps heated by enthusiasm, are seldom in a proper temper of… — Edward Gibbon Copy Share Image
A thing of orchestrated hell-a terrible symphony of light and flame. — Edward R. Murrow Copy Share Image
I want a blaze of light to flame in me forever in a timeless, dear love of everything. And why should I pretend to… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
I have been much amused at ye singular phenomena resulting from bringing of a needle into contact with a piece of amber or resin… — Isaac Newton Copy Share Image
The fire inside people is like a match; the way to ignite that flame is initially through friction, then other matches are lit through… — Stephen Covey Copy Share Image
