Historical Romance Quotes

..he wanted her.And at another time, as another man, he would have her. Without hesitation. As lover. . . as more.

Where are we going?” Annabelle asked, resisting his hold on her wrist.“To the house. If they’re not willing to be witnesses, then it seems I’ll have to debauch you in front of someone else.

. . . if you can't see the good man he is, you need to unscrew them eyeballs of yours and try on a different pair.

I will find her.""And when you do?" Roger asked."I will make her mine, " the warrior answered in a hard, determined voice. "She will be mine."The vow was made.

You’re my home, Susanna. My home, my heart, my dearest love. Wherever you are, that’s where I belong. Always.” - Victor Bramwell, Earl of Rycliff

What the dev— er, deuce did you do that for? It hurt!”“Good, ” said the angel. “I was afraid these new shoes would not be sturdy enough.

What have I done to her?" Gabriel muttered to himself as he crossed the room to crank open a window. Cool air washed over his skin. "What the devil did she do to me?

Farkında mısınız leydim bilmiyorum ama benimle pazarlık ettiniz, bana emir verdiniz, beni ikna etmeye çalıştınız. Her türlü yolu denediniz, sadece bir yol kaldı.”“Neymiş o?”“Lütfen demek.

You don't have to kiss a lot of frogs to recognize a prince when you find one."-Henrietta Barrett, (Minx, Splendid Trilogy book #3)

The workings of the male mind are twisted indeed." Winnifred Crane

He didn’t deserve compassion. Sympathy. Not even understanding. He deserved worse, far worse than he had ever been given.

Ma couce... mon incomparable! T'aimer? Mais je t'ai adorée toute ma vie et je ne cesserai jamais de t'aimer? Jamais! Tant qu'il me restera une pensée, un souffle, je t'aimerais...

Ma douce... mon incomparable! T'aimer? Mais je t'ai adorée toute ma vie et je ne cesserai jamais de t'aimer? Jamais! Tant qu'il me restera une pensée, un souffle, je t'aimerais...

There was something more than a little satisfying about ripping the heart out of someone the moment before they expected to do the same to you.

Samantha imagined that in another life, she and Alison could have, indeed, been friends. Had she not been about to rob the train.

I thought you were the loveliest, most enchanting creature God ever created.

We men had a meeting a long time ago, and we all decided, 'It's trousers'. And that's what we've worn ever since.

You asked if I loved her? I can't even whisper her name, my heart would burst out of my chest.

It simply isn’t a woman’s nature to be silent for prolonged periods of time.

The strength was always in you. All you had to do was find it.

She opened her eyes and touched her lips, as though he had just kissed them. She could taste him.

Listen to the earth, Feel the fire. Allow the power to flow through ye.

A man from the wood. A stranger from afar. He will break the curse by a hundred kisses...

eyes running over me like the work of a hundred biting ants

I’m not God, and I can’t always offer chances. I’m not sure if this won’t be your last.

I suppose you'll not let me rest until I admit that I like your company?""You're getting to know me well...""Very well, I'll admit. You're slightly more than tolerable.

It was enough to drive me mad. I was no longer myself and yet I was so much more me than I had ever been before. ~Katherine Demure

He would die in this room, buried alive by the weight of his life.

I could still box your ears.”“Nonsense, ” he scoffed. “You couldn’t reach that high.

Then, as now, there were always girls who were overlooked and ignored by gentlemen who really should have known better.

This was getting bloody ridiculous, he thought savagely. If she became any more adorable, endearing, or delectable, something was going to get broken.Most likely his heart.

You thought I was peculiar, ” she said in a muffled voice.His mouth brushed the edge of her ear and settled against her neck. She felt that he was smiling. “Darling love… you are.

You’re mad, ” he said in a low voice, “if you think I would leave you now. I’ll see you safe and well no matter what it takes.

We must go to the laboratory at once. I have some cannabis.

His lips were approaching hers, but she could not taste sin. Not yet. Not until she knew the name of this golden haired man, so her soul could sing his name for the rest of eternity.

Sir Mark Turner, " he said. "I speak with the tongues of a thousand angels. Butterflies follow me wherever I go. Birds sing when I take a breath.

Who can stop influenza and tuberculosis? The wealth of high society cannot buy off this evil, for their bored children die alongside everyone else.

I want to be your lover. Burn your list, Jane. Let me be the one.

Ye’re wet, ” he groaned. “I’m underwater.” “I ken that, bonny. But this dampness has nothing to do with that.

Experience should have taught ye by now that denying me what I want only makes me more relentless.

Perhaps we can start counting those kisses once more. I think you owe me a few.

Without love, we are pointless. With it, we are infinite.

My blood runs cold. Her savage stare and bloodied hands leave no doubts in my mind as she glares up at us from across the battlefield. This must be the fabled Queen of the Picts.

It occurred to Gavin that the first thought a groom had upon spying his bride shouldn’t be to wonder whether or not she wore knickers.

So does it still count if he doesna kiss the bride?

No man returns from Satan’s fire read to dance a reel.

The ruddy chieftain snorted. “You’ve not noticed? I reckon he’s as smitten as a bull in a paddock of heifers in spring.

She moved her hips, his manhood sliding between her wet thighs, rekindling the hot craving at her very core. “How can I bring you pleasure?

I will always find you. You are in my soul.

Geordie stepped forward and took her hand. “I hope you’re not tired, because I intend to keep you on my arm until the music stops.