Historical Romantic Suspense Quotes

Have you had much luck tonight?" she asked.
His gaze slipped to the neat stacks of coins in front of her. "No' as much as ye, my lady."
She let her own stare trail across her piles of winnings. Shame sizzled against her cheeks.,,,
"Perhaps I'm lucky tonight myself," he said.
The silky undertone in his voice crept up her back like the skilled swipe of a musician's fingers strumming a harp.
"What do you mean?" Of course she knew what he meant, but the glint of flirtation in his eye begged her to prompt him for the compliment.
A golden dollop of honey dribbled to lure the bee.
And she buzzed ever closer.
He pulled his freshly dealt cards toward him. "Perhaps I'm lucky tonight because I've met ye. ~ Madeline Martin

Yeah, he'd been trained to be good with details, but once his dick started working, his brain generally shifted to standby. ~ Pamela Clare

Nick looked to the sky again, searching for a last glimpse of the shiny jet. 'For us, maybe, but courtesy of Nina and her reckless ambition Ellie Wilding will remember this day for the rest of her life. ~ Helene Young

She shook her head. "I guess... that begs the question: just how many people have you slept with?"...
"All I can say for sure is the number is more than you can count on your fingers and toes. But less than the population of Miami. ~ Julie Ann Walker

You're not safe with me."
He cut me off, seeming to growl. "I don't want to be safe. I want to be with you. You can't do this alone. ~ S.G. Holster

And when whatever happened in that barn happened, it was a moment I'll never forget. Like a missing key slid into a dusty old lock. Click. My world opened. ~ Jennifer Walkup

A spark of fiery hunger shot through her as he took over, completely dominating the kiss, his tongue invading her mouth. His hand slid back and cupped her head in that way she loved. Craved. ~ Katie Reus

Bragging that you finished in two strokes. Just like a man."--Sloane Barrett, Killer Curves ~ Naima Simone

Every soldier needs a commander and it looks like I'm yours.

You're a soldier. You need a commander. What makes you the boss?

I'm bigger than you are, Draden said, his voice just a little arrogant.

Shylah refrained from answering. What was the point? He was bigger. ~ Christine Feehan

She had to forgive him. He couldn't live with anything less. ~ Katie Reus

Look!" She pointed, a smile on her face. "Wild pigs!"
"They have razor-sharp tusks, so don't try to hug one. ~ Pamela Clare

If I'm not your boyfriend, then what am I?"
"You're my boss," she whispered. ~ Savannah Stuart

She raised an eyebrow. "You're very sure of yourself."
"When I want something, I go for it and I don't let anything stand in my way." He was silent for a moment as they stared at each other. She knew he was talking about more than the deal and damn her traitorous body, her nipples tightened at the thought of being on the receiving end of his pursuing nature. ~ Katie Reus

I'm concerned about the woman you're holding prisoner in there," Beckett said. "Knock three times if you're being held against your will."
Phoebe gasped and answered, "I'm fine, too."
"Good." Beckett said with a chuckle. "I was afraid I'd have to call the cops on my cop brother. ~ Elle James

I'm in, especially if there's a bad guy. Do I get to hurt a bad guy? ~ Darren Alexander

Looking at Athena now, he couldn't believe he'd been dumb enough to walk away from her. When he'd realized how innocent she was it had freaked him out, to put it mildly. Had made him feel guilty for the dirty things he'd said to her, wanted to do to her. With her --- ~ Katie Reus

Hanson got to sleep with you, and I didn't," he said, his own jaw a little tight. "So I stole his car. ~ Tara Janzen

You know, you'd do a better job of convincing the men if you dipped your wick in a pussy or two."
Cillian's low voice made him tense. The man stood next to Sean's barstool, watching the sexual festivities in boredom.
"I have a girlfriend," he mumbled.
"I'm sure she won't mind."
Sean glanced at the naked women littering the room, picturing the look on Bailey's face if he admitted to "dipping his wick" in a prostie. "She'd rip my balls off," he said dryly. ~ Elle Kennedy

She wanted to know what it was like to be completely possessed by this man. Instead of scaring her, the thought sent the most erotic thrill racing through her. If she was stupid enough to sleep with him, she knew that things between them would end badly, but she wanted Levi in a way that defied logic, and probably her sanity, and she wanted everything he had to offer. Even if she got burned in the end. ~ Katie Reus

Her beauty might have caught his attention, but it was her strength, steadfastness, heart, and authenticity that kept pulling him back to her. ~ Donna Grant

This thing I feel for you... I've never felt like this about anyone, Tegan. ~ Katie Reus

So," Cooper said conversationally. "You got hit with a shotgun blast. What's that like?"...
She turned back to Cooper. "Well...um...it hurt. Like really big bee stings on crack. ~ Paige Tyler

Everything is falling into place perfectly. We have four dirty DEA agents working with a terrorist group and killing Americans on American soil. The headlines are going to write themselves and we're going to get our candidate into the White House. When that happens, we'll get the war we want. The war we can win. ~ Katie Reus

Elizabeth, just like our queen. I'm Gabriel Storm. ~ Magda Alexander

I don't know which end is up. One minute I want to kiss the life out of her, and the next she frustrates the hell out of me. I don't know if I should scratch my watch or wind my ass."
"Welcome to the club, Ronan." Gavin laughed and clapped his brother on the shoulder. "That sure sounds like love to me. ~ Sara Humphreys

You brought me to a sanitarium? Thinking of having me admitted?"
"Fortunately for you, it's closed. ~ B. J. Daniels

I can't find the words." She stared daggers at him.
"Don't hurt yourself trying. ~ Dana Marton

When would he learn that women never stayed where you put them? ~ Maya Banks

As Ian looked at her, he felt something in his chest slip and shift. The pressure came with a blood-tingling rush of triumph and satisfaction, pride and a deeply burning sense of possessiveness. His inner caveman warrior had been awakened and wanted to rush around the room, peeing into the corners, marking it - and her - as his own, while shouting Mine! and randomly smashing things for emphasis.
But he knew that was he was feeling was the equivalent of emotional and hormonal indigestion. He hadn't done this in a long time. And he particularly hadn't done it with a woman he liked as much as this one. In fact, he'd never had sex with anyone that he genuinely liked as much as he liked Phoebe. ~ Suzanne Brockmann

Will you do me a favor?" Declan asked.
If he looked at her with those dark, intoxicating eyes, she was likely to do anything he asked.
"Maybe."
"Any more dreams you have, no matter how small, will you tell me about them?"
"Even the ones that star you?" The almost flirty quiestion slipped out before she could stop herself.
A slow grin spread across his fallen-angel face. The man just looked as if he wanted to do wicked things -- and she'd let him.
"Especially those. ~ Katie Reus

No one fucks with the Lazos brothers. ~ Savannah Stuart

Shea is in my arms in seconds. We're not just holding each other but pressing out all the bad, letting it seep from us, and allowing it to disintegrate in the air, leaving room for only the good within our embrace. With everything that we have with each other, I think there is no room for anything negative. Not anymore. - HEW ~ Michelle Warren

After spending all damned night digging his sorry ass up, no wonder she'd passed out.
"I haven't seen it yet," she mumbled against his neck as consciousness returned, "but I'm willing to bet your ass is actually quite nice. ~ Dianne Duvall

Character determines fate. ~ Meryl Sawyer

Until recently, attempts to resolve the contradictions created by urbanization, centralization, bureaucratic growth and statification were viewed as a vain counterdrift to "progress" - a counterdrift that could be dismissed as chimerical and reactionary. The anarchist was regarded as a forlorn visionary, a social outcast, filled with nostalgia for the peasant village or the medieval commune. His yearnings for a decentralized society and for a humanistic community at one with nature and the needs of the individual - the spontaneous individual, unfettered by authority - were viewed as the reactions of a romantic, of a declassed craftsman or an intellectual "misfit." His protest against centralization and statification seemed all the less persuasive because it was supported primarily by ethical considerations - by Utopian, ostensibly "unrealistic," notions of what man could be, not by what he was. In response to this protest, opponents of anarchist thought - liberals, rightists and authoritarian "leftists" - argued that they were the voices of historic reality, that their statist and centralist notions were rooted in the objective, practical world.
Time is not very kind to the conflict of ideas. Whatever may have been the validity of libertarian and non-libertarian views a few years ago, historical development has rendered virtually all objections to anarchist thought meaningless today. The modern city and state, the massive coal-steel technology of the Industrial Revoluti ~ Murray Bookchin

I've missed that dirty mouth. ~ Katie Reus

This is going to work. I feel it. ~ Katie Reus