Quotes from Gaelen Foley

You saved me again, she told him with a starstruck gaze. He cupped her cheek and gave her a tender smile in the dark. Because you are my princess and I am your knight.

We're all a little mad, my friend. Keeps life interesting.

When you find the one, my lad, grab her up in your arms and never let her go. You may never get another chance.

There are some people that we know all our lives and yet never really feel we know them at all. But there are other people—" Unable to resist the temptation, he ran a feather-light caress down the curve of her cheek with one leather-sheathed knuckle. The cobalt depths of her eyes flickered with response, but she said nothing, heeding his every word. "—people we meet in a day, and instantly, it feels as though we've known them all our lives.

Max - ...Do me a favor, if the constable comes knocking, tell him I was here all morning, will you? Dodsley - Killed someone again, did we? Max- Never before luncheon, Dodsley. It's still early yet.

You could be a gambler. A thief, for all I know. Besides—" He captured her hand and stopped her from walking on, holding her in place. "Besides what, you insufferable prude?" "Prude, eh? Do you need another kiss to remind you what a prude I am?" "Don't you dare." "Then don't call me names." "You started it.

You wrong yourself and me by assuming my interest in you is purely physical," he went on. "I told you I am eager to further our acquaintance. I want to know what you think about things. What you want out of life. What you dream. -Lucien to Alice

You're safe now .. . and I love you." She lifted her face and turned to him, her eyes wide at his words, her lips soft and trembling. "I love you, too, Robert," she said very quietly. "I shouldn't, but I do.

Do youmind?" she clipped out suddenly with a fine, cultured accent like frosted glass. His gaze flicked up from her chest to her blazing eyes. "So, you can talk." "Obviously." "Too bad," he drawled. "I thought I just found the perfect woman.

Mind you, after your silly debutantes have finished their proper posture and walking lessons, tell them it never killed any young lady to remove the book from off the top of her head and open it for a change. Just like I taught you.

She likes me. The shock of it sent a jolt of wild joy through him that stole his breath and robbed him momentarily of his common sense. He, Blade, who stared down cutthroat thugs in the meanest streets of the city, who laughed at death and snapped his fingers in the hangman's face, found himself nervous and jumpy in the presence of a pretty girl. How utterly stupid. He felt like an ass. He didn't care.

No man that good-looking could be a bachelor. Life wasn't that kind.

It signified nothing that the raw, male magnetism that emanated from him probably made compasses malfunction in his presence.

Our souls need music, Robert, as our bodies need touch.

Blade," she murmured with a sweet, ingenuous gaze, sliding her arms around his neck in sensual welcome, "do you promise not to think too badly of me even if I like it?" A smile curved his lips. "My lady," he replied huskily, "I have every intention of making sure you like it exceedingly.

I've been wanting to do this all night. Give me those luscious—" He ripped the front of her bodice open, freed her breasts, and buried his face between them. "Mmmm. God, I could devour you," he moaned as his hot, wet mouth captured her nipple. Bel gasped then let out a low, breathless laugh of delirious pleasure.

I can't believe I get to marry you. The words slipped from her in a soft tone of amazement. He reached out and cradled her cheek in his palm. I was just thinking the exact same thing.

Their bodies glided together in trembling harmony. Heated skin, rhythmic panting, slamming heartbeats. They made love as if their lives depended on it. Oh, God-Rohan! Yes, Kate, he whispered raggedly in smitten agreement. Oh... my... Surrender to me, he breathed against her lips.

Lucien?" "Yes, Alice?" Her heart was pounding, but she willed herself to muster the courage to reach out to him— unpredictable, dangerous as he was. "I think it's real.

And of course it has nothing to do with the fact that I haven't been with a women since I came to your bed back in February-Devlin.

We're all a little mad, my friend. Keeps life interesting.

When you care for someone, you don't ruin their life!

As he stared at her in hushed wonder, it was as though the world stopped. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen, a virginal water nymph, her tender skin flushed and glistening, the long tendrils of her strawberry-blond hair twining around her arms and slender waist, her thin muslin chemise wafting around her elegant hips like the white, delicate flowers of the lily pads she had studied so carefully in the garden. He could barely breathe for sheer worship.

Letting his gaze travel possessively over her, he drank in the loveliness of her face as she sat in a ray of sunlight. 'To be sure, she had a temper to match those red streaks in her golden hair,' he thought fondly. Her pale blond eyebrows were knitted in thought as she worked. She had luxurious lashes and cobalt eyes with the power to devastate him. She had a smattering of light freckles on her cheeks and fine, aristocratic features.