Quotes About Passion

Be reasonable? Fuck you. How's that for calm and reasonable?

He has resisted Temptation for Centuries, A stone cold warrior whose frozen heart refuses to thaw- Until Her..

You are pure flame. I touch you and I ignite. I kiss you and I burn to have more. You consume me… like no other woman before you, and, I am certain, like no other ever could again.

No spark, no boom.

I came because as soon as we figured out where you might be, nothing would've kept me from finding you. Nothing.

Leaving you was the last thing I ever wanted to do." He scowled, his grip holding her tighter, moving her farther into the heated wall of his body. "It was the hardest goddamn thing I've ever done. Ever, Claire.

It was too late to stop now. This kiss had damned them both.

I love you so much … I don't want to live a single moment without you at my side.

Look at me Elise. Tell me what you think I'm feeling," he murmured, then bent his head to hers and pressed his mouth to her parted lips.

You were the only one, Andre. It's always been you.

I love you, Mira…my Mate. My life. You're my everything.

yeah, maybe I should make you scream for me," he uttered against her skin. "I want every male in this building to know that you belong to me. Only me.

when I look in your eyes, one word leaps into my mind every single time: Forever.

I don't know what I want … other than more of this. More of you." Brock lifted her beautiful face on the edge of his hand. "Take all you want.

He didn't care that his voice and hands shook as he brought her closer. He was thoroughly unashamed of the depth of his feeling for this woman.

Name your price and it's yours. She need never know." Nathan's answering curse was ripe outrage. Dark with fury. "There isn't enough goddamn money in the world. If you really love Jordana as much as I do, you'd know that.

I shouldn't be your first. Then again, I don't think I've got honor enough to stand aside and let you give yourself to anyone else. Not now." "I want this," she whispered resolutely. "I want you.

Ah, fuck," he uttered raggedly against her lips. "This wasn't supposed to happen. You weren't supposed to happen, Devony." She hadn't been prepared for him, either.

I've never wanted anyone the way I want you, Asher." His mouth curved into a sinful smile. "Good.

The feeling he had for her went far beyond lust. It was something profound and elemental, something primal and undeniable. Something possessive and permanent. Mine.

I shouldn't be your first. Then again, I don't think I've got honor enough to stand aside and let you give yourself to anyone else. Not now." "I want this," she whispered resoulutely. "I want you.

You are a complication to be sure, Chiara Genova." He lifted her chin on the edge of his hand. His black irises swallowed her up, flecks of glowing embers mesmerizing her with their kindling heat. "You are also the most extraordinary woman I've ever met. And I would do anything – sacrifice any part of me, including my last breath – to keep you safe.

My brave, beautiful Chiara," he muttered. "God help you if you want me as much as I want you.

And, what the hell, since she was being honest, she wasn't half in love with Lucan. She was full-on, flat-out, head-over-heels, never-going-to-get-over-this-one, in love with him.