Quotes About Temptation

It's the Snickers bars. Snickers equal romance.

Maybe she should start smoking.

It's hard for a snake to go back to Hell once its had a taste of Heaven.

Fantasizing about an Italian hottie was far better than my normal dreams.

Beware that, when fighting monsters, you yourself do not become a monster." —Friedrich Nietzsche

The room was filled with the electricity of mistakes about to be made.

Which was why Skye was in a recliner that went hot and cold more often than Blair and Nate.

Is that Nutella and bacon?

I know it isn't nice to vex people on purpose—it's like handing them a toad—but this is much too good to miss and I may never have another chance at it.

Until the thirst for power parched his throat, he was a fearless and noble lord.

Evil can do anything, for a price.

I wish I could have a cupcake

Trademaster, he said..... Who is he? Claire asked again. He is Evil. I don't know how else to describe it. He is Evil, and like all evil, he has enormous power. He tempts. He taunts. And he takes.

For me? The very first time I saw beyond? It was an apple.

Save me from the virtuous.

I think He takes His foot to his cat and pushes her to decision. And furthermore, my god cheats. He set out this bowl of cream before ever He held the door, and He knew it well. She smiled, and tried to inhale.

He let his head rest against the crisp cloth of her uniform jacket a moment longer. She shifted, her arms reaching toward him. Was she about to hug him? If she did, Miles decided, he was going to grab her and kiss her right there. And then see what happened— Behind him, Galeni's office doors swished open. Elli and he both flinched away from each other, Elli coming to parade rest with a toss of her short dark curls, Miles just standing and cursing inwardly at the interruption. He

A Degtiar empress named Lisbet Trapped a satrap lord neatly in his net. Enticed into treason For all the wrong reasons, He'll soon have a crash with his kismet.

In the middle of deep emotional pain, immorality can be rationalized and appear justified because our vision is blurred. We are viewing through the eyes of one focused on relief, not on the Lord.

Let's not get naughty. How about homicidal instead?

Am I horny enough to hump a bedpost? Mica asked. Not quite yet. Should I consult with you first, Doctor? Sarcasm lay thick and heavy in her voice. I believe a consult would be a good idea. Ely nodded with mocking solemnity as Mica lifted herself onto the gurney. You never know what you may end up hurting if the act isn't done properly.

I hate Breeds," she muttered. "Do you know that? You and your sharp, damned noses. Just because I want to doesn't mean I should. Hell, I want cheesecake but I know better. It goes right to my hips. Does that mean I have to eat it anyway?" He stared back at her in disbelief. "You're comparing me to cheesecake?" Offended male fury and outrage glittered in his eyes. She huffed, "Well, the same principle applies.

His lips covered hers swiftly, his tongue taking advantage of her gasp and sweeping in commandingly. He had asked for the caress earlier that morning, now he demanded. He conquered, he licked and stroked her tongue and gloried in her instant, if hesitant, response. She was shy. Wary. She wouldn't give in to the heat pulsing between them easily. But she was curious enough about it to allow the kiss.

If he's dumb enough to tempt a woman wielding a knife, then he deserves everything after that.