Quotes from Teresa Medeiros

Before, you were only a dream. Now you're a dream come true

How could I have let you do any of those things when I've never even seen your face? When I don't even know your name?" "That may be true," he said quietly, "but for just a moment there, I would have sworn you knew my heart.

His lips nuzzled her ear. "Whether you go or stay, I will love you until I die," he whispered.

Max: "You'll never be good enough to deserve her, you know." Ash: "God doesn't always give you what you deserve," Ash said quietly. "Sometimes he gives you what you can't live without.

We're all haunted in one way or another, are we not? If not by spirits, then by our own demons and regrets.

Perhaps the two of us simply got off on the wrong foot, my lord. You seem to have received the mistaken impression that I came to Fairchild Park to make your life more difficult." "The words 'a living hell' have come to mind more than once since your arrival." She blew out a gusty sigh. "Contrary to what you may believe, I took this position so I could bring more ease to your life." "Just when were you planning to start?

Don't be silly. People never stop looking for love. Yeah, some of them don't even stop AFTER they've found it.

Since you're probably going to die, you might as well know- I love you nearly as much as I hate you." His eyes fluttured just once as he murmured, "Me too.

You care enough to play hard to get.

Don't U want someone to complete you the way Mini-Me completed Dr. Evil? Someone who shares the same tastes in music food who will finish … my sentences? The last thing I need is someone stealing the punch lines to all my jokes.

She had fooled herself into believing she was living the life she'd always dreamed of living when all she had been doing was hiding from it.

there are elements of truth in all great fiction

I see a man," she said softly. "A man with the roar of cannons still ringing in his ears. A man bloodied by life, but not beaten. A man with a scar that draws his mouth into a frown when he might actually long to smile.

I hope you don't mind the intrusion," she said. "I thought we'd air out your chambers while you were downstairs at breakfast." "We?" he repeated ominously, wondering just how many witnesses there were going to be to her murder.

Stand and yield," she called out, her voice far steadier than her hands. "For I cannot allow you to pass." Bannor's crooked grin was somehow more intimidating than a snarl. 'Twould have been far easier to despise him if he'd been cursed with horns and a tail instead of twinkling blue eyes and a dimple in his jaw. "What would you have me yield, my lady? My sword or my heart?" -willow&bannor-

They were old, their covers cracked and their bindings frayed, but as far as Gwendolyn was concerned that only made the words cocooned between their musty pages more precious.

I will always respect the beliefs of fellow Christians who aren't comfortable reading or writing explicit love scenes, but I believe romances are beautiful and spiritual books that celebrate the best of what love has to offer and mirror the love God has for his children.

As an only child, I may have been alone a lot, but I was never lonely. My invisible friends were my constant companions.

Alone.'Twas her destiny to be ever surrounded by others, yet ever alone.