Breathless Quote by Richelle Mead Download Open image “For a moment his eyes locked onto me with an intensity that left me breathless.” — Richelle Mead ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.8 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Breathless Eye His eyes Intensity Moments Time
He held me against him gently, as if I was glass - as if I could shatter and fall away from him at any… — Alexandra Bracken Copy Share Image
When he got down on one knee in front of me I stopped breathing. When he asked me my eyes watered. When I said yes he lifted me off my feet. <3 — Jade Copy Share
I held myself up on my hands, gazing down at him as he gazed up at me. He was smiling. I was smiling, but… — Sarah Wilkins Copy Share Image
It felt like everything was rising up in me, like I was drowning in this weirdly painful joy, but I couldn't say it back.… — John Green Copy Share Image
Something clenched in my chest, and for a moment, the whole world narrowed down to the green of his eyes. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
His breath in my ear, he ran his tongue along the curved edge, sucking the fleshy lobe and my small diamond stud into his… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
Knowing what to think He had me settled in his eyes, Perhaps as a tear, Even when his eyes are weighed and Give me… — Mak_786 Copy Share Image
His black eyes sliced into me, and the corners of his mouth tilted up. My heart fumbled a bit and in that pause, a… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
He’d moved toward me again. His hands released mine and moved to my waist, and I noticed I wasn’t the only one breathing heavily. He pulled me to him, bringing our bodies together. The world was all heat and electricity, thick with tension that was only one spark away from exploding around us. I was balancing on another precipice, which… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
He was half again my size, but when we embraced, I felt like I was holding him up, and it was all I could… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
“Jerome shrugged. “We’re back to the part where I don’t give a fuck.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
His fingertips slid down from my face, lightly stroking the line of my neck, down toward my shoulder. Everywhere he touched, a trail of… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“A piece of heaven?" I managed to ask. He slowly shook his head. "No. The other place. The one I'm going to burn in… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
When I talked to him earlier, he said he had to work tonight,” Peter explained, “but that we should go ahead and draw for… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
It was a nephilim.” “A nephi-what?” asked Hugh, startled. “Isn’t that a character on Sesame Street?” Peter spoke up for the first time. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Life and death were so unpredictable. So close to each other. We existed moment to moment, never knowing who would be the next to… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I watched, enthralled, as he painted a large silver heart with flames edging one side. The whole design was Celtic in style. It was… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I loved Aeson. You have no idea what love is.” “Oh, I do. I know that it’s the best high and the worst hurt… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Why would you do that? Why would you act like you didn't know how to drive?" "Isn't it obvious, Sage? No, of course it… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Everything I’d fought for, every challenge, every victory … all of it was empty if anything happened to him. Without him, I wouldn’t have… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Is it true? You had a clean getaway and risked it all for me?" I Swallowed. "It wouldn't have been a clean getaway without… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Keith was just bringing the glass to his lips when Adrian said, "Mmm. O positive, my favorite." Keith sprayed out the wine he'd just… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I live my life, breathless... A life of constant motion and excitement. A life that many will envy and most would avoid! — Eric Burdon Copy Share Image
This is a modern fairytale. No happy endings. No wind in our sails. But I can't imagine a life without. Breathless moments. — Selena Gomez Copy Share Image
Miss Cecily," she gasped, and then her eyes went to Will. She clapped a hand over her mouth, turned, and bolted back into the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
There is something about her eyes. Eyes don't breathe. I know that much. But hers look breathless. — Mary E. Pearson Copy Share Image
I pu my finger to her lips. "You have to hush a minute so that I can tell you something." "What?" she says, bites… — Brad Barkley Copy Share Image
You are the promised kiss of springtime that makes the lonely winter seem long. You are the breathless hush of evening that trembles on… — Frank Sinatra Copy Share Image
By our uncritical pursuit of relevance we have actually courted irrelevance; by our breathless chase after relevance without a matching committment to faithfulness, we… — Os Guinness Copy Share Image
Sometimes, people trying to commit suicide manage it in a manner that leaves them breathless with astonishment. — Salman Rushdie Copy Share Image
The poems in Helena Mesa’s virtuosic first book, Horse Dance Underwater, run with such speed, verve, and alacrity they leave you breathless, exhilarated, and… — Michael Collier Copy Share Image
Occasionally, very occasionally, say at four o’clock in the afternoon on a wet Sunday, she feels panic-stricken and almost breathless with loneliness. Once or… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
