Quotes from Pamela Clare

Forget you are a man. Loose the animal you hide inside.

I have a love-hate relationship with Facebook. It enables me to talk to readers from all over the world, but it also makes it far too easy to waste huge amounts of time.

I'm marrying you, not your uterus.

I'm half Italian." "Which half?" the words were out before Tessa could stop them. Was she flirting with him? She never flirted with men. His lips curved in a slow, sexy smile that made her heart trip. "From the waist down.

If you die, angel, it means I'm already dead.

I love you, Katherine James. I love you with everything I am. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me. Remember that. Gabe Rossiter

He held up the AK-47, the muscles in his arm bunching against the weight. "This is an assault rifle." Then held up the handgun. "This is a semi-automatic pistol." Then he gave a little thrust of his hips and looked down at his penis. "That is my gun. As you've discovered, it's pumpaction like a shotgun , but it doesn't fire bullets.

Darcangelo winced, gritted his teeth Want to tell me why ... you're sitting here cuddling me, Hunter? Rossiter says I have to keep you warm. He thinks you're in shock or some shit. Despite his words and the tone of his voice, there was really worry on Hunter's face. Great. Thanks. Darcangelo's head fell back to rest against Hunter's vest, the big guy's strength clearly spent. A muscle clenched in Hunter's jaw. Hey, don't mention it--ever.

Her gaze met his, her blue eyes filled with confusion and terror – and love. If Julian hadn't already been in love with her, that would have done it.

Tessa touched her hand to his cheek. "You're strong, brave, protective -" "So is a Doberman.

Men who hurt Women are my favorite men to kill. Touch her and I'll send you straight to hell - with a smile on my face!

It's not so much where I want you,Sophie, as it is how. Nothing tastes quite like a woman, and no woman tastes like you. - Marc Hunter

When I realized I was going to die, the only thing I could think about was you and what an idiot I'd been for not telling you how I felt about you. I think I've loved you from the moment you lifted that awful blindfold off my face. I opened my eyes, and there you were, the bravest, most beautiful woman I've ever known. You set me free Natalie. In so many ways, you set me free.

Marc to Gabe: What do you know about the lemon stuff? You weren't in desert combat. You were a park ranger. I'm not dissing that. It's an important job. Someone has to keep the chipmunks in line. I've watched Chip and Dale. I know how sneaky those little bastards can be.

Son of a bitch!" Hunter stared. "I fucking hate it when he does shit like that. That man has a supernatural relationship with gravity.

Bit it was her scent that just about killed him. Clean skin. Woman. And something more—something that made him feel like dispensing with five thousand years of civilization, dragging her off to a cave somewhere, and filling her with babies.

If you think your scars bother me, you're wrong. In my eyes, you're a hero. Your scars are just proof of that.

I think you need someone in your life you can depend on, someone you can confide in when things go to hell at work, someone to massage your tired feet and your stiff shoulders, someone to bring you tea and cook a meal once in a while. Someone to be there for you.

She reached up, held his face between her palms. How can I help but fret? You live wi' death on your heels. For your sake, lass, I promise to stay one step ahead.

You broke the Man Code, dude. 'No man shall knowingly and with malice aforethought kick another man in the nuts.' Okay, so I kicked him in the nuts. The little fucker was fleeing the scene of a crime where he'd pointed a weapon at my buddies. [from short story Beer Run at the end of Skin Deep]

I'm half italian Which half asked Tessa From the waist down

Wulfe leaned in. Where did you send Ms. Benoit? Disneyland. Who knows my connection to the Zetas? The US Marshall Service, SWAT, my dentist, Oprah--- How did you know we were coming? Clearly, someone tipped you off. That guy. Zach points with a jerk of his head toward of of Wulfe's minions. The man looked uncertainly at Wulfe, taking a step backward. He text me just before you stepped in the elevator.

God Sophie... If there were any chance we could be together... If there were any woman I'd want to be the mother of my... Shit, this is so hard. No, Hunt, it's simple. If right now is all we have, if this is all we get, then I'll grab it with both hands and take all I can.

Oh, jeez, I'm going to come!" His voice was rough. "Goddamn straight you are!