Quotes About Passion

the Breedmate who'd not only upended his solitary existence but lit it on fire. He wanted her, no question about that, but what he wanted most was her safety.

What more do you want, Sia?" "I want you. Don't you see that?" Her cheek was warm where she pressed it against him. "Don't let me walk away like this. I want to feel your arms around me again. I need it, Trygg.

God help him, but it was easy to pretend he was a better man when Naomi was writhing and coming apart in his arms. It was easy to deny his deep dishonour at having given in to his own selfish needs and desires with her…and the guilt of being unable to regret it.

You're a dark, dangerous storm, Nathan," She tilted her head back, her glacial blue eyes arresting, even in the darkness of the club. "If i'm not carful I'm going to leap off a cliff with you.

With him, I'm dancing right up next to the flames of everything I'm afraid of and I'm learning that I can actually enjoy the burn. With him, I'm learning that I crave it.

I need you, Nick." I stare up into his haunted eyes. "Don't you know? That's where all of my wants and needs begin and end…with you.

He pulled back only for a moment, his handsome face fierce with desire and not a little anger. "Fuck," he uttered harshly. "Why did it have to be you?

I love you too," I murmur against her lips. "With everything I am now and will ever be, Avery, I love you.

Do I love you? Yeah, God help you, but I do.

I am where I need to be," he insists, his voice thick and rough with need. "Right here, with you.

No limits between us," he says, his voice quiet with demand and promise. "No boundaries. No holding back. Not ever, Avery. Not with me.

I saw her, and I knew I had to have her. On my canvas. In my bed. At my total mercy.

I should let her go. I never should have brought her into any of this in the first place. But it's too late for that. Too late for either one of us. There's no undoing the connection that's been smoldering between us since our eyes locked for the first time. Now, those flames are on the verge of exploding into something neither of us can control.

If control was what he needed tonight, I am only too glad to surrender all of mine. Anything if it means he'll keep driving his cock into me as if he can't get close enough, can't go deep enough. He needs this, and I revel in the fact that it is me who's giving him this.

I have a thing for you, Ms. Laurent. In case you haven't noticed.

You're mine." I say it fiercely, needing her to understand. "I love you, Melanie Laurent. For the rest of my life, I'm going to love you.

The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones … who burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the sky.

Piss me off again and I'll rip you a new asshole and then fuck it. And that's just the foreplay.

Yeah, I need sex or I die. So stop with the obnoxious chaperone shit, because I really don't want you anywhere nearby while I'm doing it, and I don't think you want that either." She gave them the sweetest smile. "And know that the second you're gone, I'm going to ride Con until he begs for mercy." Eidolon sighed. Shade swore. And Con muttered something that sounded strangely like "Mercy". ~Sin

I wonder what disgusts you more, the fact that I'm a demon, or the fact that when I touch you, it doesn't matter.

Because make no mistake, Serena. I do bite. ~Wraith

His voice was low and rough … "What about you? Do you like bad boys?" "There's definitely appeal," she breathed. "Good," He bent and clipped her earlobe with his teeth … "Because they don't come badder than me.

Fine," he said. "You're right. We're not normal. We're the most fucked-up, star-crossed lovers in history. So let's not play nice.

fangjerk ~Wraith