Quote by Kristen Ashley

“He moved like a jungle cat, all purposeful, calculated motion—wrapped up in fluid grace.”

— Brigid Kemmerer

“Then he strode right over and, in one smooth motion, insinuated himself into the bed next to me, facing me, under the covers, with…

— Margaret Rogerson

“His eyes went to predatory mode, following my every movement. The gold flecks in his eyes gleamed. I was going to have to burn…

— Kenya Wright

“A cat loped across my gaze with a squint-eyed, piratical look, and a suave grin.”

— William Styron

“He kept his eyes on mine, his gaze unblinking, and I stared right back into the blue. He moved almost imperceptibly and in the…

— Sarah Alderson

“These days, though, he was as unpredictable as an alley cat. One minute, he’s purring on your lap. The next, he’s scowling at you…

— Laura Miller, Butterfly Weeds

“Suddenly, I couldn't turn away from his piecing, infectious gaze. He was wrong and tragic and gorgeous all at the same time. At that…

— Melody Lee

“She watched him, her head angled. He sometimes felt that she looked at him the way a cat regards a mouse. He just wondered…

— Sarah J. Maas

“He wore the unmistakable look of a man about to be present at a row between women, and only a wet cat in a…

— P.G. Wodehouse

“He was an animal. He was terrifying. And he was beautiful. I realized that I was biting my lip, that my hand was wound…

— Delilah S. Dawson

“His presence in my waking world stirred all my senses. Still in slow motion, I kept walking, warmed wherever his eyes touched me. When…

— Gwen Hayes

“His eyes are mischievous, his lashes are long. I can see what he looked like as a boy.”

— Gillian Flynn