Paranormal Romance Quotes - Page 8

I'm about to cross a line with you...a line there will be no hope of me ever returning from. And I'm terrified because the thought of you excites me.

She ignored his feverish, sweaty skin, his violent trembles, and she kissed him. As he passionately held her against him, the whole world disappeared. It was just him. It had always been him.

If you love her as much as you claim you do, why can’t you let her be happy? She’s made her choice,” Lucas asked.“It’s because I love her that I’m trying to protect her from you. I could give her a better life in the heavens, away from danger,” Clyde fired back.Lucas chuckled, further maddening Clyde. “Maybe you could give her a better life, but you don’t love her. You know nothing of love, angel. If she chose you, I’d let her go because I love her. Above my needs come hers. That’s love.

He kissed it better,” she told them.

Brennan's inner jaguar roared to life then with the need to protect this woman- protect my mate, must protect my mate it snarled.

Is it wrong to protect your heart?”- Marc (Marked Book #1) page 130

The ten-year-old shifter wore long flannel pajama pants and a T-shirt, his blond hair sticking up everywhere in the most adorable way. "No, I'm thirsty. I didn't mean to both you --""You're not bothering us," Teresa interjected. Ryan didn't seem to want to let her go, but she didn't care. She needed distance from this male if she wanted to think straight. "I just stopped by to ..." Her brain chose that moment to malfunction. She couldn't even think of a decent lie."To kiss Ryan?" the boy asked, all innocence.

You get a kick out of shocking the pants off me, don’t you?” I shook my head with a smirk.He just shrugged with a playful smile, his eyes momentarily flitting toward my pants before returning to meet my gaze.“It’s an expression,” I rolled my eyes. “Don’t tell me you aren’t familiar with it, Mr. Smarty Pants.”“You have quite a repertoire of ‘pants’ references, don’t you?

Close your eyes and relax. One kiss. I don’t bite.” His hand brushed her cheek. “At least not hard.”“That’s a joke, right? Because I have proof you do bite hard.

I'm a demon. I'm more than half-demon, and that means I can only love one person.” He watched me from his pillow. “You. Only you

I don’t know,” she lied. “I need a few days to think it over.”tEven as she said it, she knew she was going to take the offer. Hell, she might even escape from whatever dark menace haunted her rune readings lately, along with the owner of that predatory, handsome face.tOr if she went, she could be running right toward it. Toward him.tAh, well. You’ can’t fix stupid. And you can’t heal crazy.

I hadn't realized she could shrink... It makes sense now with the tricks Ari was able to perform with her.""She wasn't born that way. Her mother was a scientist working to reduce subatomic particles.""And whose mom isn't?" Raven joked. "Was Rick Moranis involved somehow?

He wanted more, as did I, but we still had a ways to go. I wasn’t a tease and my demands seemed pretty reasonable: always be honest and try not to eat me. ~ Sam, Living Violet

Wharick is the king. I know you already knew that. And by the way, Exian's head in a bag? Gross gift for a king, just sayin'. (Breccan)

The visions scared me. And I was scared to tell anyone about them. I didn’t want them to think I was a freak. Maybe I was. That scared me, too.

Pray as if all things depend on God, and work as if all things depend on you.

Some people say Earth is the bottom level of Purgatory.' She pointed toward the floor and frowned.'I call it the top floor of Hell.

Some women,” Dahariel said in that same hard tone devoid of any hint of humanity, “getunder a man’s skin until digging them out makes you bleed.

A digital wall of masks stared back at him. His finger rolled the mouse in a slow downward scroll.t"Okay, you bastard. Where are you?

Uh...are we going to talk about what just happened?" Victoria asked as Drake stepped over to Finn's desk to look at the map layout of the cemetery, seemingly calm about the fact that Bo and Nyx had just disappeared into thin air.

Because if being a badass was easy everyone would do itLexy of Ankh(The Dragon)"Enlightenment

Her eyes traveled down the black T-shirt he wore. Pfft, he might as well be naked. It clung to him like a second skin giving her a clear view of lean, hard muscles. She licked her lips. Gods, what it would feel like to be his T-shirt. She was positive if he turned around his ass would be considered a lethal weapon in those jeans.

The corner of his mouth pulled up into a crooked, boyish grin that melted the heart I was so desperate to protect. “You don’t have a monopoly on fear. Until we kick Nero’s asses out of Reno—and trust me, I have every intention of doing that—you’re a target. If anything happened to you…” He shook his head, breaking eye contact. “Can’t even think about it.

Do you truly feel that she is worth your wings?”He smiled. “What good are my wings, friend, when I can hold theworld in my arms?

Do Dragons eat Mexican?" Hank wondered out loud."Dude, they eat people. Mexican is a vast improvement over people.

Dust motes swirled in the air like tiny orbs of rainbows.

Armani froze to the spot, unable to move. Her breath tightened in her lungs, shivers of awareness ran down her spine, the sudden energy zipping through her body announcing the shimmer of recognition.

Every man needs a shadow to reveal his light, to always be that close, ever present, bonded forever in astral allegiance.

Dragons loved treasure, that was not a myth about his kind, and Rhea was the greatest treasure of all.

I've known you forever, and you are only just remembering me.

Look, at those foolish men in my day we did it the proper way!” he started to say as if he was looking deep within his memory.

Go do your thing, magic girl.

The humans had killed a dragon here or there for food. Just as a dragon had killed a human here and there for food. The dragons had never been told there was a being on this realm that wasna to be eaten."tLexi twisted her lips in revulsion.t"You eat nearly every animal on this planet, do you no'?"t"That's different."t"Hardly," he stated.

I have always wondered what it is like to be kissed.” She snapped her mouth closed at such an outrageous confession, but it was too late.“And?” he whispered back.She frowned. “And what?”His lips arched in a wicked smile. “How was the experience?”“Incredible,” she couldn’t stop herself from answering. “So much more that what the novels depict.”His grin broadened, tempting beyond reason. “That tempts me to do it again.

He rose up and looked down at her. "If I'd known you were out there, I would've begun searching for you thousands of years ago."tHer smile was soft and glorious. "That was the perfect response."t"It's the truth.

What’s the worst that could happen?”“Don’t say that!” Bess and Corwin yelled at the same time.“You two are so superstitious.

You know, like Prince Charming. Because you never know, maybe he's an enchanted prince under an evil spell."t"Life isn't a fairy tale, you know," Sam said.t"Wanna bet?" The teen smirked at him.

A bedraggled woman stood on his doorstep in the pouring rain, and his first impulse was to slam the door in her face.tBut she had clearly come as far as she could; her pale face was twisted in pain, and she shivered convulsively beneath a denim jacket that was as soaking wet as the rest of her. Long black strands of hair hung down in twisted ribbons like seaweed in the vanishing daylight, reminding him of a sea creature he'd once dated briefly in his more adventurous youth.

I look away, but we've caught each other. And I know this wasn't just a ghost story to him, even if it was to the others.

The slam of a car door drew her attention to a new arrival. Maxville Deputy Sheriff Zach Manus emerged from his unmarked 2011 Camaro and stalked toward them. Deep sorrow and anger laced across his handsome features. His light-brown hair stood a little more on end than normal. He stopped in front of them, his frown deepening and his golden-brown eyes darkening.

She tilted her head to glare up at him. "There you go with the 'little witch' thing again. What did I tell you about that?"tKnox grinned unrepentantly. "What can I say? You have bewitched me.

Grace flattened her palm on his chest. "I've not been writing it correctly."t"Writing what, exactly?"t"Passion. I forgot what it was," she whispered. "I went off what I saw in movies or read, but I haven't...experienced...it in many years."tHe didn't like thinking about other men being with her, but they were in the past. Where they would remain. "Were they no' good lovers?"t"They were all right, but without passion, it all feels...empty."tArian tightened his arm around her before he rolled her onto her back so he could look into her face. "I'll be happy to show you several times a day.

Maybe your sperm is so mighty, you shoot magic bullets."His intent expression splintered, and he burst out laughing. Almost as quickly, he sobered again and told her with a completely straight face, "Of course I do.