Quotes About Embrace

Night is a great gift from God he said.It is the mother of man and comes quietly and tenderly to cover him.It rests its cool hand on his forehead and effaces the day's cares from his body and soul.Brothers its time to surrender ourselves to night's embrace

Quizás algún día volvamos a vernos. —No lo creo. Se abrazaron.

He gave her a quick, casual kiss on the cheek first. Then came the hug, and it was the hug that always made Laurel's heart mush. Serious grip, cheek to the hair, eyes closed, just a little sway. Del's hugs mattered, she thought, and made him impossible to resist.

Grab it while you can because tomorrow could suck you dry.

Laying a hand on his heart, she timed its beats to her own. And knew the truest magic was there.

She pressed her mouth to his throat, his shoulder, would have absorbed him into her skin if she'd known a way.

She could hold him close now, touch as she was touched. Taste as she was tasted. The pleasure filled her—the glide of his hands, the heat of his lips, the catch of his breath as they rolled together to find more.

Love's a gift, Hayley, to be taken and received freely.

Still, he moved slowly, taking his time as much to prolong this moment as to gauge her reaction. He laid his hands on her hips as the rain beat and splashed, sliding them up her body, smooth and sexy as he lowered his head, paused - one long breath - then fit his mouth to hers. This, he thought as the took her face in his hands. Just this, so worth the wait. Soft, sweet, a yielding tremor, and her arms came up to wrap around his waist, to draw him into her.

I need you to trust me. Gennie. He took her hand and linked fingers. I do.That's what I've been trying to tell you. You haven't been doing a good job of it. No. He drew her closer. Let me try again. He kissed her, telling himself to be gentle and easy with her. But his arms locked and tightened, his mouth hungered. The spray shimmered over both of them as they stood entangled.

Love isn't a prize given on merit, or something to be taken back when there's a mistake. It's a gift, as much for the giver as the one who's given it. The day you'll take it, hold it, you won't be afraid.

Youth and age, she thought. Beginnings and endings, connections and constancy. And, love. She snapped the embrace, but that wasn't it. She snapped the glitter of tears, and still, no. Then Alison lowered her forehead to her grandmother's, and even as her lips curved, a single tear slid down her cheek while the dress glowed and glittered behind them. Perfect. The blue butterfly.

her back and intimately over her bottom

her head, stopped a breath from his lips, pulled back

But there's something else you and I understand, or should. And that is that love is precious, and too often stolen away. You've got a chance to grab hold of it again. And I say lucky you.

Justin, I won't deny that I want you, but I think it would be best if we gave it some more time." "Reasonable," he agreed as he drew her into his arms. "Time's up." He stopped her protesting laugh with his lips. There was no food to stop this hunger. His mouth was hard, devouring, before Serena could respond or struggle away. Yet she knew as he crushed her body to his that this time he would permit no struggle.

Your aunt Shannon from America.

That's a kind of magic, isn't it? Every bit as much as faeries and spells and winged horses. I'm accepted here, not for what I do, or where I come from, or where I went to school. I'm accepted for who I am. For who, more importantly, I'm finally letting myself become.

He stepped up. She should've seen it coming. She was always, always aware of moods and moves. But he stepped up, pulled her in before she'd read the warning sign. He didn't go slow; he didn't ease in. It was one bright, hot explosion followed by shuddering dark. His mouth covered, conquered, while his hands ran straight up her body as if they had every right, then down again.

not wrong," he said, and took her

She held herself rigid in his grasp, but he

Okay. Let's try this instead. He pulled her in, held her. Thanks. Can you do without the things you took to the castello for a few days? I'll have them packed up and sent. We need to go home, Ty. I need to be home. Best news I've had in days. He kissed the top of her head. Let's go.

me, when you hold me, it

But tonight, she embraced the truth. She loved. Had always loved, would always love.