Quotes About Passion

With Torin stretched over her, his weight pinning her down, his heat and scent surrounding her, she was utterly consumed with pleasure. It saturated her bones, submerged her mind, tickled her every cell. She was alive with decadent sensation.

These people might be vicious and bloodthirsty, but they loved each other. Deeply. Madly. Their devotion was palpable.

because they had been an emotional, volatile couple, and had fought as passionately as they'd loved.

Cuanto más te hablo, más deseo seguir haciéndolo. Y ya pienso lo suficiente en ti para empeorarlo

We thrust and parry, and I moan as delicious sensation after delicious sensation pours through me. It's a kiss worth every moment of confusion and uncertainty.

Stiamo davvero per fare sesso?» chiese Ashlyn senza fiato, la voce vibrante di timida speranza. «Oh, sì» rispose Maddox avanzando verso di lei. «Puoi starne certa, bellezza.»

The darling man was sharing his body heat, reminding her of a beloved hero in a Julie Garwood novel.

Un giorno qualcuno ti affascinerà e incanterà, tanto che lo desidererai con ogni fibra del tuo essere. Spero che ti faccia impazzire e che ti respinga, almeno per un po', così forse capirai una minima parte del mio dolore.»

Eppure sei qui, nel mio letto.» E ci sono anch'io, incapace di lasciarti andare.

Santo cielo, per amore divento un idiota.

E se al suo ritorno, il dolore ti passerà e dovrai ricominciare a tagliarti? La vorrai ancora?» «Mi farei tranquillamente a pezzi se solo potessi averla.»

You resist, and it drives me wild.

You are mine, woman. And I am yours. Until you, my life was desolate. I existed, but I didn't truly live. Now I live, even in my death." - Maddox , Sang Kekerasan

Las dos veces anteriores, sólo su sabor había causado que los instintos de Noelle se propulsaran sobre una cornisa que no podía ver hasta ser muy tarde. Él era una droga para ella, capaz de destruir cualquier barrera, rápidamente adictivo, calentándola inexorablemente, haciéndola girar más y más hasta el fondo de lo que podría llegar a ser una profunda y oscura caverna de soledad, o un brillante y devorante lecho de pasión.

Why do I not feel the  need to master you?" she purred into his ear. She bit the lobe. Sweet fire. "That's how it was, before?" She nodded, arching her hips to take more of him. Another inch. He had to cut off a groan. "Perhaps because my heart is so completely yours, there's nothing left to master.

Once I learned, I went online and ordered every romance novel I could find. They're fairy tales for grown-ups.

Apparently, dancing for him and throwing herself at him weren't enough. Apparently, she had to nearly commit murder to arouse him enough to attack her.

Writing is easy. All you do is stare at a blank sheet of paper until drops of blood form on your forehead.

Passion and performance. You can't have one without the other.

Small is not beautiful unless small is skilled and dedicated.

Creativity comes with that little bit of extra effort.

I approached everything, my job, my family, my romances, with intensity.

Making Young Frankenstein was the happiest I'd ever been on a film.

and the deepest, most fundamental part of her life involved a love of books. Right now, she wanted nothing more than to shut the rest of the world out, and have nothing to worry about, except the next page of whatever she was reading.