Na Romance Quotes

He unfolded his arms and moved to the side. I was fine with that. Again with the glowering, though. Seen that, done it myself. So last year.

Don’t be sorry. You could hurt me a thousand different ways and I’d love it every time.

I’ve been as good as dead since the day I was born. I accepted that a very long time ago.

I lifted my head, my gaze meeting his. “Wanting something doesn’t guarantee you will get it.”“A man can still hope.”“I’ve never had much room for hope.

He's thought he was willing to do anything in order to get what he wanted, what was right for his kind. He'd been certain any sacrifice was possible.He'd been wrong.

You don't just... just float someone in the air like that!" she shouted, so beside herself she was almost frenzied."Why? Is there some human law against it?

I’d so rather be a living snack than dead meat.

For the record, I want to be anywhere you are, " he murmured in her ear, so close he might as well have run his tongue along it.

You're a rare breed, Richard d'Alencon."She didn't know the half of it.Unable to resist, he dipped his head and touched his lips to hers in a gentle caress.Her breath caught.Lightning struck.

I was dying, I realized vaguely. There was no getting out of that. The vampire author would be drained dry by a vampire. It was almost a poetic way to go.

Moving closer, Dana cupped Aidan’s face in both hands. His jaw was as smooth as it looked. His skin warm. His eyes tormented. Her pulse picked up at the contact.

All the better to bite you, my dear!

Rules and regulations are for humans.

If you’re not good, I’ll burn your—”“Yeah, I know.” MeShack strolled to his bedroom. “You’ll burn my balls off.

We do not kill good people, for the world is better with them in it.

Dante and this Palero were definitely playing some sort of game, and I didn’t know the rules, which was fine with me. Whenever a game became too complicated, I just set the board on fire.

How do I know you’re not the killer?” MeShack asked.A smirk plastered on Zulu’s face. “Because you would’ve been the first victim.

It took me awhile to learn the rules. OK, it took the librarian in me weeks of careful obsessive research to learn the rules. There was a label maker involved. I'd rather not go into it.

Life is a love story, with every character yearning for permanent refuge in someone's heart.

It’s simply this:the Irish kiss, a snog o’ bliss, be blessed luckfrom any miss.

Like some people are bad at math, some people are bad at talking to women. And some at both, now that’s luck I guess.

May I collect you, Rini?—” he said, softly pulling our lips apart. “As mine?

Much more. We're joined at the heart.""Bad luck for you, I'm afraid. My ticker's pretty wonky.""Too much boozing."His eyes twinkled, and he drew me close. "Not enough kissling.

Whoa, wait a minute, Coletrane. Are you proposing to me?”“Well I would if you’d let me finish, ” he grumbled.

You are my star and you have made me see, ” he tells her, “and I am the air beneath your wings, never rending, never ending.

There are definite advantages to single beds.""Makes cuddling mandatory.

Maybe someday, I'd find someone who'd prove he really loved me. Someone who'd hold me rather than let me fall. Someone who'd never lie to me.

It was early spring, 326 BC, in the beautiful city of Chersonesus protected by a haunting deep blue sea and a giant wall. Today was the second day of the Festival of Dionysus.

I'll always be here waiting for you, " he said, touching my chest with his fingertips, drawing a shape of a heart.

You hung around the tattered edges of my soul, that's where you preferred to be...

I see the way he looks at you when you're not aware of his gaze. I see the way you care for him. And so when you think he wants you gone, it is not that. He is simply afraid to lose you.

You fill my soul with hope and love.Together, we will remain through the heavens above.One soul, together. For always and forever…

We lie on the blanket, our bare bodies basking in the sun like Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden. Only our apples were bitten a long time ago, and we ate them too.

For you, anything.

If you wanted candles and romantic music, then you wouldn’t have chosen me.”“Maybe I didn’t choose, ” she dared. “Maybe it just happened.

...nothing seemed quite as romantic as holding hands while you climaxed.

There's nothing more romantic than self-destruction.

I don't know what we're doing here – you and me … I don't know what we are or what we can be, but this doesn't have to be about that. This can just be about … a chance. Taking a chance.

This is THE most romantic thing that has ever happened to me, and it involves both drugs and a toilet.

I am a hopeful romantic. - Charlotte, In the Shadow of Angels

To the romantic soul, the rituals of Valentine's Day echo every day of the year.

You know what they say. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.”“If my heart grows any fonder, it’s going to hop out of my chest and into yours.

Knives and candlelight, ” he said, “how romantic.

...she would have walked all the way up to East Sixty-Third Street, and probably 163rd Street, if it meant pouring even more into this memory that wasn't a memory.

You're just a huge romantic at heart, aren't you?""If there's cash involved, I'm anything you want me to be.

Never underestimate the capacity for romance, no matter what the circumstances.

I don’t want to be just another guy—because I am the guy for you.- Jared Hoffman

I spent the day running through the woods like a wild animal. Being chased by you is the only thing that would have made it more romantic.

Shhhhh, I am trying to read.

I'm so sorry. I think I'm just tired." The socially accepted excuse for being mental.