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“I blinked at her. My shades were down and the hall was dark and to me, half-drugged and reeling, she seemed not at all…

— Donna Tartt

“For the first time since they'd left the inn, his eyes stopped roaming the hills and crags of the countryside and roamed her body's…

— Tessa Dare

“He stood in the doorway with his hands in his pockets, the picture of nonchalance, and even as a human, he was too gorgeous…

— Julie Kagawa

“Frowning, puzzled, I cross my arms over my chest. "Go to hell." His eyebrows lift as he draws near enough so that I can…

— Marianne Curley

“William's eyes glowed like two amber coals. She met his gaze and flinched. No emotion reflected in the amber, only intelligence, cruel in a…

— Ilona Andrews

“He came back, sat on the ledge again, and handed her a glass. “You haven’t slept; you haven’t eaten.” “It goes with the territory.”…

— J.D. Robb

“His gaze was heat across her cheeks, her lips. It was touch. His eyes were hypnotic, his brows black and velvet. He was copper…

— Laini Taylor

“He was by far the fiercest, most ruggedly handsome, yet, formidable man she had ever laid eyes on. She couldn’t stop staring at him.…

— Madison Thorne Grey

“This girl was a poison that could ruin him. She was innocent, inexperienced, yet burned with fire, curiosity, and challenge. His body was ready…

— Alessandra Torre

“David put his pint glass down like it was poison. The clear amber beauty stared back at him with Again on its mind. She…

— Suzanne Stroh

“She shivered as he left her to go to the fire, and find water and cloths. He leaned into the light, and brightness and…

— Kristin Cashore

“Isa let her sewing drop. The great hooded chairs had become enormous. And Giles too. And Isa too against the window. The window was…

— Virginia Woolf