Quote by Jeffrey Eugenides

“Her nakedness was not vulnerability, but armour.”

— Robin Hobb

“She could feel the ire and aggression rolling off the hooded guard in front of her, see how tightly, eagerly, he clutched the hilts…

— Sarah J. Maas

“The linen felt perilously thin between them, and she could feel the well-muscled contours of his chest and thighs and... and that obscene dagger…

— Glynnis Campbell

“No armor. No buckles. Only a few layers of cotton and ten feet of parlor separated his mouth from her breasts.”

— Meljean Brook

“The minute she’d met the enforcer, her wolf had sensed the danger in him, the intensity, and the power . . . and then she’d practically…

— Suzanne Wright

“There was some new quiet in her, but it didn't shrink or wilt her. Rather, it seemed to enlarge her. She was no mere…

— Laini Taylor

“She stood like a knight in a painting, her head bowed and her sword at her side, blood spattering her gear, her hair half-torn…

— Cassandra Clare

“And it was good just to hold her and touch the softness of her skin. He wanted to hold her hard, not to hurt…

— L.J. Smith

“Isabel was a surprise. There were depths to her he wanted to understand, and maybe, just maybe, she would let him. She was skittish,…

— Susan Wiggs

“He lay back on the blanket, pulling her with him. Every few minutes, one of them would lose an article of clothing, until there…

— Cindi Madsen

“Knowing that she was beautiful, she was thoroughly conscious, though in an indistinct fashion, that she possessed a weapon. Women play with their beauty…

— Victor Hugo

“He was too big, too dark, too strong, too seductive… simply too much for her to resist.”

— Juliette Cross