Quotes About Connection

Si estuvieses de rodillas y tuvieras los labios alrededor de mi miembro, a mí me importarían muchísimo.

Whether we bond or not, your loss would change me forever.... You are written indelibly on my soul, Zaria. Nothing will ever alter what you are to me.

Sahara traced the ink with a trembling finger before she bent to press her lips to the tattoo, her touch tender, her eyes dark with emotion. "I've branded you". "You did that a long time ago".

I will always be your father . . . and I wish to God I wasn't.

We'll take the Aventador," Fox said. "It hugs the road like you do my cock when I'm inside you." "Fox." She pushed at one muscled arm, to his wicked grin. "I cannot believe you just compared me to a car!" "No, I compared the car to you," he pointed out, one hand on the steering wheel, the big SUV moving so smoothly it appeared an extension of his body. "She gives me a sweet ride, but nothing comes close to my Molly.

True beauty is in how that person makes you feel. When a man truly loves you, the longer you are together, the more beautiful you will be to him. When he looks at you and you look at him, you won't just see the surface. You will see everything you shared, everything you've been through, and every happy moment you hope for.

Freedom and love are entwined. —Lady Sharine

Rabbit had taken to following Vasic around, leaning up against his leg any time he stopped. Vasic didn't rebuke their pet, always finding time to stop and touch Rabbit before going about his work again. But Rabbit wouldn't be soothed, as Ivy couldn't be soothed.

And he held her all night long, his bear's heart tearing itself into a million pieces.

Sara, k?z?na Zoe Elena ad?n? vermiÅŸti. Elena bunu ilk öÄŸrendiÄŸinde bebek gibi h?çk?rm??t?. sy15

Some People, we know in a heartbeat. Others, we'll never know, even if we speak to them for a thousand years.

Love has many guises, Thea. Sometimes it's a stroke of lightning as it was for your father, other times a slow building storm as it was for me, but the one thing that never changes is that it must be nurtured. You can't kick a heart and expect it not to flinch.

The crowd thundered and screamed as the rock star who'd been meant to be Molly's one-night stand pressed his forehead to her own and whispered, "I'm yours.

If Kaleb Krychek had been able to bond with another human being...perhaps Aden has sold his Arrows short. Perhaps salvation could come for even the most broken among them

love you," he said, his eyes locked with hers. "From the roots of my hair to the tips of my toes. From yesterday to tomorrow and every tomorrow we will ever see. From this moment to the mystery beyond death. Every part of you, slow or fast, small or big, strong or weak.

Llevaras mi ámbar, Jess? Una sonrisa que le dijo que era amado, que era de ella. -Siempre. - Galen y Jessamy

Vaughn had never been this content. It was as if a missing part of him had come home, a part of that he'd been functionning without but, now that he's found it, the loss of which he'd never survive. Faith was inside him, held in the core of his animal heart, protected by every ounce of strength he had.

Let's talk when you're ready." Hawke's grin deepened. "In the meantime, get a room.

Protect the bonds with the people you can trust," my mother had said to me as we crossed over to Diana's house one day. "Those bonds are rare. A person who won't stab you in the back is a gift.

Conociéndonos —repitió Max, como si estuviera sopesando sus palabras—.¿Y vas a dejarme entrar, Sophie? —Sí. —Algo muy dentro de ella se removió, algo a un mismo tiempo oscuro... y solitario. Infinita y absolutamente solitario—. Quédate conmigo, Max.

Or perhaps it was that, unbeknownst to Elena, they were linked by a far bleaker tie, a tie that spoke of mothers and blood.

Each time they tangled, he'd learned a little more about his Ashblade, until having her body would no longer be enough. Janvier wanted all of the gifted, complicated, skilled woman in front of him. Including her trust.

You are so ridiculously hot," she said, running her hands down his chest. "Stop it." Grinning, he dipped his head to take a slow, smoky burn of a kiss. "Sweetheart, you annihilate me in the hotness stakes." His eyes went to her hair, her curls wild around her head. "I fucking love everything about you.

Sé quién eres —replicó, sosteniéndole la mirada—. No van a espantarme tus "imperfecciones". —Una húmeda película empañó los ojos de Sophia, volviendo iridiscente aquella negrura—. Tú y yo encajamos —susurró contemplando sus ojos atormentados—. Dos piezas rotas que forman un todo. —No era la declaración más romántica, pero salía de su alma—. No voy a perderte.