CJ Quinn Quotes

Do I look like a mess?” she asked. He nodded. “But you’re my mess,” he whispered.

The only words I'll allow from your mouth are, 'Oh, Gareth,' and 'Yes, Gareth.'" "What about 'More, Gareth'?" "He almost kept a straith face. "That will be acceptable.

I can't imagine a romance novel published today where the hero rapes the heroine and she falls in love with him.

A duel, a duel, a duel. Is there anything more exciting, more romantic ... or more utterly moronic?

When the dead body said, "Good evening," Annabel had to face the grim conclusion that it wasn't as dead as she'd hoped.

But she was already in. Gareth couldn't help but stand back in admiration. Hyacinth Bridgerton was clearly a natural born athlete. Either that or a cat burglar.

Children,” Lady Bridgerton said with a sigh as she retook her seat. “I am never quite certain if I’m glad I had them.

There was a huge difference between dislike and disregard.

Everyone has secrets. Especially me.

He was a puzzle. And Hyacinth hated puzzles. Well, no, in truth she loved them. Provided, of course, that she solved them.

Never," he spat out, "kick a man who is pointing a gun at you.

A lot could happen in a week. Just look at the last one.

Francesca: It's still a bit cold yet. Michael: Never stopped John and me. Francesca: Yes, well, you're Scottish. Your blood circulates quite well half frozen.

Before she knew what she was about, she was jumping about like a crazy woman, yelling, “Yes! Yes! I win!” “You don’t win,” Anthony snapped. “Oh, it feels like I’ve won,” she reveled.

His brows rose. “And how is it that you have come to be such an expert on scrapes and bruises?” “I’m a governess,” she said. Because really, that ought to be explanation enough.

A man’s got to keep up appearances. I’ll be universally detested if everyone realizes how perfect you are.

Be careful what you wish for,her mind thundered.

It's just that I don't think friends tie friends to the bedpost." James choked on his tea. "Caroline, you have no idea.

Am I not allowed to have my pride? Or is that an emotion reserved for the elite?

For me, the dialogue is the easiest part of writing. It just always seems so obvious what a character will say. Maybe its because I talk too much!

Most fiction series are written so that the reader can come in at any point and not feel lost, but if you can start at the beginning, why not?

The biggest challenge of my career, which is something that authors of genre fiction face all the time, is writing something fresh and new and at the same time meeting reader expectations.

I keep waiting for the day in which everyone who loves Downton Abbey will realize they were actually watching a historical romance novel.

I don't like your tone," was Violet's standard answer when one of her children was winning an argument.

You’re going to be my grandmother.” “You silly child. In my heart, I’ve been your grandmother for years. I’ve just been waiting for you to make it official.

Happy endings are all I can do. I wouldn't know how to write anything else.

You are not going to waltz in here and distract me with a clever phrase and a beguiling smile." "You think my smile is beguiling?

When you walk into a room,” he said softly, “the air changes.

I won't be satisfied with anything less than everything.

I was told once that the most important part of a fight is making sure your opponent looks worse than you do when you’re through.

She glared at him. "I'm not asking you to apologize." "Well, that's a relief.I doubt I could find the words.

Daphne felt something wild and wicked take hold. “Let’s walk in the garden,” she said softly. “We can’t.” “We must.” “We can’t.

Nothing like trapping the gentlemen where they couldn't get away.

Every unmarried man is looking for a wife. They just don't always know it.

If you want to know if a gentleman loves you,” her mother said, “there is only one true way to be sure.” “It’s in his kiss,” her mother whispered. “It’s all there, in his kiss.

When a man writes a romance, the woman dies. When a woman writes one, it ends all tidy and sweet.

I would give the world to have one more person for whom I would lay down my life.

The girl doesn’t need a violin,” he added. “She needs to have her hands bound so she can never touch an instrument again.

He looks like a man.' 'How descriptive,' Susan said in a droll tone. 'Remind me never to advise you to seek work as a novelist.

In his heart, she’d been smiling for him. But now she was smiling at Colin Bridgerton, he of the famous charm and sparkling green eyes.

He loved her. He wanted her. He needed her. And he needed her now.

Click. The door swung open. "Three," James said with a slightly self-satisfied smile. "Well done," Caroline said. He smiled back at her. "I've never met a woman or a lock that didn't love me.

I have to tell you it was the first time even after all these years of expecting my own death that i truly knew what it meant to die because with you gone there was nothing left for me to live for.

To say that men can be bullheaded would be insulting to the bull.

Weakness never got anyone anywhere.

In her heart she longed for this man, dreamed of a life that could never be.

I didn't think I should die but I did not know how I would Live.

It was funny, he reflected later, how one’s life could alter in an instant, how one minute everything could be a certain way, and the next it’s simply ... not

It was the one dream he'd never permitted himself to consider.

If one didn't have love, was it better, then, to be alone?