Quotes About Devotion

Savannah's mind brushed his and found genuine regret for her sorrow. How did you find me? I always know where you are, every moment. Five years ago you said you needed time, and I gave it to you. But I've never left you. I never will. -Savannah & Gregori

I know I was born for the sole purpose of being that man who will stand in front of you. When you're there in that dark place where it feels like a thousand demons are tearing you apart, know I'm there with you. Always, tesoro, because you are my treasure and my only.

I knew the moment I saw your courage on that plane, Nicoletta. I knew you. What was inside you, and I knew I had to learn to be man enough to deserve to call you mine.

You love family and are loyal to them no matter the circumstances. I am the same way. I want that trait in my wife. I want that instilled in my children.

The feelings of conquest and possession mixing with love were a heady combination. Those traits were deep in him and she accepted him without judgment. How could he not be in love with her?

I was born for one thing. One fucking thing, Meiling. I was born to be your man. To stand with you as a partner. In front of you as a shield. Behind you to guard your back. I feel you in my soul. I know you're there. You are the only thing that makes sense of why I'm alive. -

If I really wanted you to love me, I should have presented more of a challenge." She burrowed deeper into a pillow. "My hair is a mess." Mikhail sat on the edge of the bed, took the mass of silk in his hands, and gently began to weave the thick strands into a long, loose braid, "If you presented much more of a challenge, little one, my heart would never be able to take it." He sounded amused.

I'd die for my club, but I want my own woman, one worthy of living for.

My lifemate is the most beautiful woman on this earth to me. Anyone who says differently insults her, which is a capital offense and insults me.

I burn for you. Even in my sleep, the sleep of our people where there can be no thought, I burn for you.

He lifted his head, his gaze moving over her face. "I love looking at you," he admitted. "Every single tiny detail of your face and body is etched into my brain for all time. I want to wake up every morning looking at you and go to sleep at night with you right beside me. When I die, Cayenne, I want you holding me and looking at me, right in my eyes, so I take that last sight of you with me.

Need me, Shea." His voice ached with it. "Need me the same way I need you. I would give my life for you. Live for me. Find a way to live for me. Love me that much.

I would charge he'll with a bucket of water to get you back. I'd fuckin' search hell for you, Breezy. Dont ever think you can exchange your life for mine, because it isn't going to happen. I wouldn't let it happen.

Claiming her as his. He was rough, demanding and possessive. He wanted her to feel his brand of love. Complete. Encompassing. Reverent. Carnal.

She was everything. His air. His breath. His heart. Mikhail's mouth found hers in long, drugging kisses, moved to her throat, her breast, found his mark. One taste. Only one. Raven moved in his arms, turned her head to give him better access, her hands entwined in his hair. "I'd better marry you, Mikhail. You need me desperately.

He'd meant what he'd said when he'd told her he didn't want to ever see her hurt or with tears in her eyes. He knew never was a long time, but he would still do his best to make that promise count.

I love that when I finally have something, it's you. Your body. Your mind. Your heart. I'm going after that you know. Your heart. I want complete surrender from you. Nothing less will do.

She looked desperate. He felt that way. He wasn't about to be separated from her. No matter what, I'll be with you, he promised.

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her like she was his and had been for years. Like he was a man dying and she was his greatest love. He felt like she was. Shylah Cosmos. His only little peony. His delicate flower. Dependable. Long-lived.

I want you to be mine completely. I need you to give yourself to me the way you kiss me. More importantly, I need to be your man. The one who shelters you, protects you, gives you everything.

Someone to care about him. Someone to be his center. Someone to make him feel alive and passionate about living.

She was the one. His only. He knew it with every fiber of his being.

You are --sivamet-- of my heart. I love you, little one. Those are the words of both your people and mine, and they come from my heart.

For my beloved lifemate, my heart and my soul. This is my gift to you.