Na Romance Quotes
Funny how things have turned out, huh, Jorja. Your mother is the 'demon' and your lover is the nurturer, " Jorja commented into the air.
A writer's journey may be tough, but never give up and enjoy every moment.
I’m curious about why there’s so much honor given to death, when there is no honor in losing someone you love.
If this is where you ask me to run around in my birthday suit, I’m not entirely comfortable with that, ” I said, smirking.
He was going to need God Almighty to come down from On High to explain this one.
Just remember, the single most important thing in this world is love. You find it, you fight for it.
It's not about presents but it is about your presence. Therein lies the spirit of the holiday season.
I don't mind the dark, and because it's Christmas, we've been busy putting lights up everywhere. High, so everyone knows we're okay.
Paying twenty-five dollars for me was your mistake, ma’am. I’m not worth more than fifteen.
He sees me when I'm lying. He hears me when I flirt.
They never say this, but it’s true, it was raining the first time I saw you.
I’m a realist, ” I said. “Lying and making promises about forever is almost as bad as one day at a time.
He had not escaped the guilt, nor forgotten it, but how pale it seemed in light of all he had suffered for love of his brother and his brother's wife in these past few years.
Ahh, love, why is it so easy to let you in, but so difficult to let you out? Why couldn’t you subsist only two-sided?
Life is a cluster of Sometimes Moments, more beautiful when more a grouped together.
For a nanosecond, I meet her gaze.Despite the dark, I can see her eye color—it’s the prettiest, strangest shade of blue I’ve ever seen in my life—piercing, dark, and shiny. And then she is gone.
And then he was gone. Leaving nothing but the swish of the front door, and a mountain of possibilities in his wake.
No matter what the bards may say, there’s no romance in dying for a man.
Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he was going out with a rifle in his hand.
Redemption was asking too much, but he could hope. Something told him he’d still be seeking absolution when he took his last breath on some distant day.
Sometimes the greatest gift you can give someone is the freedom to pursue their happiness.
She now saw that she wanted a boy to do more than follow her in blind devotion. She wanted a boy to challenge her, to tell her about things she'd never thought of, to show her new points of view.
Whenever I'm around him, all I can think about is how much more I want to be around him.
But it feels good just getting it out—letting someone else know how much hatred I’m harboring.
I chose to stay with him for all the things that he had done right and not to leave him for the one thing that he had done wrong.
I'm sorry I left without telling you, " she says. "I wasn't ready. I wanted it so much, and I wasn't ready for that.
I'm sure there's drama in their past that I know nothing about, but when someone like Juliet- colorful, beautiful, determined Juliet- begs you to love her, how do you say no?
The virus was rapidly spreading. It had infected his mind, eating away at everything except thoughts of her.
He had wanted to cure the virus by getting rid of the source, but nothing prepared him for the hurt and disappointment he saw in her eyes.
I'm so stupid, " I tell her, tears streaming down my face now, blocking my vision. "You're not stupid. You're just an emotional vampire.
It was... the most difficult walk anyone ever had to make. In every way, a walk to remember.
No, she's been killing me with kindness." She pointed her finger in his face. "There's a difference, and if you didn't have her on a pedestal, you could tell the difference.
Poe, come on. Don't be like this." She avoided his gaze, and that was killing him. He'd rather she yell at him than give him nothing at all.
Oliver knocked on the door, trying to keep his fear in check. Dominic didn't answer. Oliver looked around the porch for a hidden key, frantically searching under the welcome mat, but to no avail.
The embrace at the airport and stolen glances of Poe wasn't enough for him. Oliver needed to be closer to her again--emotionally and physically. His stomach clenched. Why couldn't Poe be his?
If you were ready to sleep with me we wouldn't be in this bar, but in my room not wasting any more time.
A man who respects his wife, does not sleep with other women. And a woman who respects herself does not allow her husband to get away with it
Listen to me, Ember. I couldn’t hurt you. I can’t.” Hayden settled his eyes on me. They were softer than I’d ever seen. “I love you— I’ve loved you since the first time I saw you.
A young girl needs to spread her wings, but a young woman needs roots.