Quotes About Intrigue

If you have enough unanswered questions, you have a certifiable mystery, and those are impossible to resist.

I had just taken over the identity of a felon, with the murder weapon sitting right in my glove compartment.

Owen, however, saw past Luna's ordinary armor. He recognized a feral quality in her. He saw a girl roiling with secrets. And he would have paid good money to know a few of them.

Lisa Marie Rice

Watercress. Jesus. He knew every gun that had ever been manufactured. Every hold in every martial art. This was beyond him. What the fuck was watercress?

The sound of a boot heel striking her hardwood floor. The darkness coalesced, gained an outline. A tall, broad-shouldered figure dressed in black stepped forward. A deep voice said, "I won't let you go to Worontzoff's house, Charity.

Anita approached their target. Deon Simpson couldn't keep his focus on his mistress as Anita got closer. Jocelyn watched his dark eyes drift from his date's face to Anita's curvy form. She hadn't worn stockings, and her brown skin was smooth and supple, glimpses of it flashing from the slit in her short skirt as she walked. Simpson's eyes flitted back to the mistress, then once more to Anita. When

Darkness surrounded me, a complete absence of light that left me shaking inside. No. It wasn't the darkness that had me shaking. It was him. I could feel him, even if I could not see him. Oh yes, I could feel him. In every pore of my body, every nerve ending I owned, I could feel him. 

Maybe he's right. Maybe I am playing with fire, but I cannot stop myself. Beyond reason, I will push him until he reveals everything.

She wanted to surprise us," Andrew replies. "With a dead body?" my father demands. "Oh Jesus fuck, you Love men are drama queens. I didn't drop a dead body off when I got here.

He's a tall drink of poison

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her, she's become such a part of my life that no matter how I fight it, or her, she's in my blood—a part of why I exist. Yet so is Rebecca. I don't understand it, and I do not like things that I don't understand.

Lisa Renee Jones

Lisa Renee Jones

Michael was still an enigma, wrapped in a riddle, coated in yum. Only now the enigma was a little less mysterious; I was a few clues closer to solving the riddle - but damn, that man would always be coated in yum.

Michael was still an enigma, wrapped in a riddle, coated in yum.

It had been branded with a single hoofprint. Though considering the presence of the sulfur smell, I figured we weren't dealing with a homicidal cow.

Ian stepped out to where he knew I could clearly see and identify his tall, dark, and dangerous self.

guess all that sinuous grace and exotic beauty can

My story begins on a sweltering August night, in a place I will never set eyes upon. The room takes life only in my imaginings. It is large most days when I conjure it. The walls are white and clean,

An enigma? That's not a bad persona to have. I should probably shut up and let the mystery continue! It's good for my career.

job to remember everything. But the lady was a conundrum wrapped in an enigma. Alas, Napier loved nothing better

A spell perhaps?" The prince wrinkled his face as though it physically hurt him to think and ask questions.