Quotes About Enticing

It is simple to catch a man, all you need to know is the right bait.

Today the devil as a wolf in supposedly a new suit of sheep's clothing is enticing some men to parrot his line by advocating planned government guaranteed security at the expense of our liberties.

The flavor was nothing like beer. It was closer to cheap champagne mixed with Sprite, and—unlike beer—it was the opposite of an acquired taste. Every new Zima went down slightly worse than the previous Zima. There was, however, something perversely enticing about a drink that seemed to come from a post-apocalyptic wasteland in which color did not exist.

What seemed enticing about the seventies was that life experiences were still unscripted, and that no one had figured out how to give the people what they wanted before the people even knew what that was.

I see the steam of the chocolate and the plates of blueberry tarts.

Good blurbs are short, sweet, and limited to six. They answer the question "Why should I buy this book?

glowing slices of pie.

Entrancing in a gown of vibrant green silk, Grace radiated femininity, but not the frail, tepid sort borne by so many of her sex. She was bold and colorful- her lush red hair providing a perfect foil for the crisp apple green of her dress. Looking over at her, his mouth watered at the thought of taking a big juicy bite.

The brains of the undead do nothing for me. The taste is vile, nothing like the juicy, enticing brains of the living.

Vampires are super sexy.

by a scent of grown-upness, something disturbing but enticing at the same time: it was the smell of glamour.

What Mrs. Coulter was saying seemed to be accompanied by a scent of grownupness, something disturbing but enticing at the same time; it was the smell of glamour.

They gave her another image: she was enticing monsters out of the darkness of herself.

Temptation is attractive; otherwise it wouldn't be tempting. And it's dangerous because it's attractive.

I want to look alluring.

The Moretti women had a smile like they were going to eat you...and you'd like it.

Everything that I do, it just has the sultry vibe behind it.

Kiss me again." "How dare you suggest—" "No one will know." "You don't understand," she whispered shakily. "This isn't like me…. I don't do these things." "We're strangers in the darkness," he whispered back. "We'll never be together like this again. No, don't pull away. Show me how an evening can be magical." His lips brushed the rim of her ear, unexpectedly soft and entreating.

The soft rasp of her erratic breathing is erotic, enticing, and I can almost taste her desire.

Thomas has the kind of whiter-than-white boyish grin that makes women's panties spontaneously evaporate.

Thomas has the kind of whiter-than-white boyish grin that makes women's panties spontaneously evaporate.

One glance at the description that was written in smaller type near the bottom of the sign and Hannah's mouth started to water. The candy bars were impaled on sticks, chilled thoroughly, dipped into a sweet batter that was a cousin to the one used for funnel cakes, and then deep-fried to a golden brown. The booth was called Sinful Pleasures, and that was entirely appropriate. There should have been a warning sign that read, NO REDEEMING NUTRITIONAL MERIT WHATSOEVER

And yet there is something oddly attractive about the crowded shop window with its piles of boxes and tins, and its Hallowe'en witches in darkest chocolate and colored straw, and plump marzipan pumpkins and maple-candy skulls just glimpsed beneath the half-closed shutter. There was a scent too- a smoky scent of apples and burnt sugar, vanilla and rum and cardamom and chocolate.

Vendo sogni, piccoli comfort, tentazioni dolci e innocue per far scendere una schiera di santi che precipitano uno dopo l'altro tra le nocciole e i torroncini...