Quotes About Longing

Yeah." Rhage sighed. "All I want is one good female. But I guess I'll settle for quantity until I find her. Life just sucks, doesn't it?

You are so beautiful, he mouthed. But of course she couldn't see his lips. Guess he was going to have to show her.

I wish I were whole. I wish I could have given you young if you'd wanted them and could conceive them. I wish I could have told you that it killed me when you thought I had been with anyone else. I wish I had spent the last year waking up every night and telling you that I loved you. I wish I had mated you properly the evening you came back to me from dead. I wish. . . I wish I were half as strong as you are and I wish I deserved you. And. . . that's about it. -V

Saxton was indeed clear on things: Blay was still in love with Qhuinn— and probably always would be. "Why?" he said to his lover. "Because I want you for however long I have you.

God, I miss you," he said in a voice that cracked. "Every night. Every day…

Do you think I haven't noticed? You can't wait to be free of me. I drink and then you bolt up, as if you've had to force yourself to endure my presence. She'd started to sob then. I've always tried to be clean when I come to you. I spend hours in the tub, washing myself. But I cannot find the dirt that you see. -Marissa to Wrath

Still, it would have been great, just once, to have a man stare at her with total adoration. To have him be... enthralled. Yes, that was the word. She would have loved for a man to be enthralled by her.

I cannae believe you let me touch you." His voice grew hoarse. "I shall remember this for all my nights." Tears speared into her eyes. Dearest Virgin Scribe, for all her life, she had waited for a moment like this…. "Do not cry." His thumb went to her cheeks. "Beautiful female of worth, do not cry.

Qhuinn wanted to scream... Yes he has!!!

And for all he had learned to bandage himself up on the outside, the wound remained just as bad and deep as the moment it had been made - when it became obvious that the one male he wanted above all others was never, ever going to be with him.

You're the love of my life, whether you're with me or not.

I am barren of words my female. For no sounds from my mouth are worthy of your hearing.

I miss you.…" He stroked the indentation of the gown where her waist would have been—should have been. "I miss you so much.

I'm prepared to be a very patient man when it comes to you. I will seduce you for however long it takes – give you space if you need it or follow you tight as sunshine on your shoulder if you'll let me." His eyes locked on hers. "I lost my chance with you once, Lizzie King – that is not going to happen again.

His thumb went back and forth over the satin, as if he were rubbing her hip as he had when they'd been together, and he moved his leg over so that it was on top of the skirting. It wasn't the same, though. There was no body underneath, and the fabric smelled like lemons, not her skin. And he was, after all, alone in this room that was not theirs. "God, I miss you," he said in a voice that cracked. "Every night. Every day…

Memories were especially dear, when they were all you had left of a loved one to hold on to.

Rehv swooped down with his long arms and gathered her up against him, tucking her with vital care to his chest. Ducking his head to hers, his voice was deep and grave. I never thought I would see you again. As he shuddered, she lifted her hands up to his torso. After holding herself back for a moment...she embraced him as fully as he did her. You smell the same, she said rought, putting her nose right into the collar of his fine silk shirt. Oh...God, you smell the same.

He [Vishous] was all need, no ease.

Fuuuuuuck......No'One....

Layla brought her arms around herself, no doubt because she was remembering the feel of another, stronger set. I have wanted to, but he holds back. I hope...I believe it is because he wishes to mate me properly first, in ceremony. Payne felt the awful weight of premonition. Beware, sister. You are a gentle soul. Layla got to her feet, her smile now saddened. Yes, I am. But I would rather my heart be broken than unopened and I know that one must ask if one is to receive.

We also mark what's ours. And as I'm not going to see you for twelve hours, I think I'll leave a little more all over you.

I still think that every time I see you, after I've spent some time away from you. Thank God … he's here. ~ Marissa to Butch

Oh…Sweet Virgin. This felt so right.

Xcor's hands shifted up her body until he cupped her face. "It was all worth it." "What?" she choked out. "All that came before this one moment where I am loved by you. Even though we must part, I can say that what I feel for you made it all worth it." And then, with one final kiss…he was gone.