Quotes from Meljean Brook

No armor. No buckles. Only a few layers of cotton and ten feet of parlor separated his mouth from her breasts.

Though emotion roughened his voice, he spoke quietly. This was only for her. I am your sword and your shield. I am your wolf and your steed. Mountains will tremble at my approach, for they know I will tear them apart if they stand between us. But you need not be afraid, Zenobia Fox, because my heart is iron and my will is steel, and before the new moon rises, I will come for you ... He kissed her and as he pulled away, he wasn't leaving her. It was just the first step back to her side.

Men made life far too difficult when they insisted on neatly categorizing their emotions. When emotions became complicated, they brooded and struggled so mightily in an attempt to simplify them again—when, given time, everything would sort itself out and slide into its place.

People never believed of others what they couldn't imagine of themselves.

Yes. I remember." His voice had deepened. I remember. Mina did, too, every conversation they'd had over breakfast, and it made her heart ache. Such a strange thing... She suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

A blacksmith can go anywhere. A detective inspector only goes where the dead bodies are." "But there aren't any dead people here today." Mina glanced over her shoulder at the chest Newberry carried. "That's why I brought my own.

A jagged stone existed where her heart had been.

Use me, he said. For as long as you like.

He expelled a long breath, smiled slightly as if in memory. "I heard them in their room. She said she was a bit tired, and he said that perhaps it was time to see what came next.

Your purse is bulging, Mr. Fox. Tuck it away before you board.

When you come home to me, I will always be here waiting for you.

She met the Lusitanian cooks, a husband and wife team whose passionate screams in Portuguese during their fights and lovemaking were legendary among the sailors. - pag. 191

His dark gaze searched her face. "Aren't you curious, inspector? A kiss—and only a kiss." Only a kiss . . . from someone who wanted her. Longing slipped through her, tugging at hopes best kept buried. Yes, Mina wanted to know. But she couldn't afford it. "No," she said. He smiled. "Liar.

His gaze settled on her mouth. "Have you been kissed before, inspector?" "Why?" If he wanted virgin lips, she'd claim to have serviced an army. "If it's your first, I'll do it differently." "You won't do it at all." "Yes, I will.

His slow smile didn't soften his hawkish features. "You'll come to my bed. And you won't think it a waste of time.

Perhaps drugging the woman he intended to fall in love with wasn't the accepted method of kindling a passionate romance, yet Archimedes considered it the most sensible way to proceed.

For the first time, his wife was waking up in his arms...And if he'd known how it would feel to have her there, his heart bursting out of his chest and his throat so full and tight that he couldn't have spoken a word if he'd wanted too, Thom would never have been able to pass a single night away form her. He didn't know how he ever would again.

My sister once warned me that a man who blushed so easily was probably a Man With Appetites.

Families aren't always blood. You make your own.

That was unbelievably presumptuous," she said in astonished wonder. "I should be furious. But it was so well done. I have shivers all over.

He couldn't prevent her from feeling any pain, but he could stand beside her through it.

every man had a choice: feed that which makes you happy, or feed that which makes you rage.

And while we are living, we receive no punishment but what we put on each other or that we make for ourselves

You've made vampire spiders? Now it was her turn to wonder if her was serious. He should know that was't a possibility. They don't transform, just as animals and insects don't if they drink vampire blood Can you imagine vampire mosquitoes? Or immortal, blood-sucking ants who make you feel all sexy when they bite