Quotes About Devotion

What do you most want to be remembered for?" she whispered. His lids lifted and his eyes shifted to her own. "My love for you." He blinked slowly. "I wish to be best remembered for how much I loved you. Of all the places I've gone and people I've known and things I've done…my love for you is the purest representation of who I am. It's the best of me, of who I am, of my soul. My love for you…is everything of me.

Stuff was nice. Love was better. Refocusing on Novo, he said, "I would rather be in a hovel with you than a castle with anybody else.

God, I love you guys," Beth said. There was a lot of deep laughter, and then Hollywood said, "You want us to stab the floor for you again? Fists are for kings, but the queen gets the daggers." "I wouldn't want you to take chips out of this beautiful floor. Thank you, though." "Say the word and it's nothing but rubble." Beth laughed. "Be still, my heart." The

When Wrath, son of Wrath, decided someone was his? He would drag the moon down to Earth if they needed it. The reaction was exactly what she had been too scared to wish for. Wrath lifted his glass. "To my son," he shouted over the crowd. "And more importantly . . . to my wife." As he turned his face to her, the love he felt made his eyes glow so fiercely, she could see the pale green light even through the wraparounds.

Gracias por prepararme para esto... trhayner." Los ojos de V flamearon y Butch dijo: "Sí, he buscado lo que significa esa palabra. «Amigo del alma»; define muy bien lo que siento por ti.

La oscuridad jamás se adueñará de mí... porque yo te tengo a ti. Luz de mi vida, Marissa. Eso es lo que tú eres, la luz de mi vida.

How do you reconcile both gratitude and grief, he wondered. "Thank you," he said softly. "I'm going to love her with everything I'm worth, for the rest of my life, and I owe it all to you." "My sacrifice didn't mean shit, remember?" the angel returned. "Just enjoy true love enough for the both of us, okay?

I'm glad you like him," he murmured, his hands tugging up her shirt. "Because the two of us are yours. For as long as you'll have us." "That would be eternally," she said as she let herself go. And reveled in all the love.

you only want to give me a handjob, I'll settle for waiting for you till a little later. But I've come close to death once already tonight—don't make your hellren die from the wanting." Mary had to smile at him. "You slay me." "And you could lay me? Please?

Peyton…" Dimly, he wondered if she was going to say his name like that for the rest of their lives. Like it was a sob with syllables.

There were so many different ways to say "I love you." As Peyton went back over to Novo and pulled her against him once more, he reflected that those three words were certainly the most common transmission of the sacred emotion between two souls. But there were other ways. Gestures, gifts, the rebuilding of a barn after a fire, the shoveling of a walkway, even something as simple as carrying groceries in from the car. Novo was telling him she loved him by sharing this terrible truth

He was hers to command, and if she wished to take his life here and now, he would willingly give his mortal coil unto her. No matter how much it hurt or what his suffering was, it would be a good death, one he had long deserved. Because this female, who captivated his black soul as surely as if she held his beating heart in her palm, would be the one killing him.

Tis I who should thank you for the gift of your flesh." Looming

Encontraré otra manera de evitar perder el control mientras tú estés en mi vida. No quiero a nadie más que a ti.

Non voglio innamorarmi di te.» disse. «Non posso permettermelo, e non lo farò.» «Non importa. Io ti amerò abbastanza per tutti e due.» sussurrò Rhage.

True love doesn't require a voice. It requires the heart.

But it's not going to be like that with you." His eyes drifted around her hair and her face and her bare breasts. "To me…you're everything I need, all that I want. I can't describe it. Just when you kiss me, that's all I'm after—What?" She smiled as she stroked him slowly. "You make me feel precious." "Come up here and let me show you exactly how precious." He

The truth was . . . he was in love with her. Totally over-the-line, no-going-back, not-even-dead-would-he-part kind of shit.

I love you," he said again as he began to shake. "God, I love you…." —

His need for her triumphed over the darkness in him.

There were times in life when the aperture of your attention span narrowed to such a tight focus that your entire consciousness rested upon a single person.

off Jane's body and positioned her so she was tucked into his chest. He liked her up close on his left side, with his fighting hand free to kill for her.

And then he said, "Forgive me … my love." He pulled back and smoothed her cheek while gently kissing her lips. "I fear I am rather … territorial when it comes to you." She laughed. "You be as territorial as you want. Coming from you, I like it.

Lying here now, he'd never felt more focused, never had his life's purpose so clear: His one and only priority was keeping her alive and healthy and safe, and the strength with which he held that directive made him feel whole. He was who he was because of her.