1,064 Quotes About Historical-romance

I did not choose to be a monster—a shell of a man—half-human, half-fiend. I am a tiefling. I am what I am.

Iona stared at me for a long time. “You are going to leave me a widow before I have a chance to become a bride.

Then it kissed me—not as a man would kiss a lover, not with tenderness or even passion. This was a kiss that stole the soul of men. Revulsion at this creature’s kiss was instantly replaced by the warmth stealing through my veins, as if my missing blood were being replenished and contrived to heal me. I craved to keep kissing the beast. My entire being awakened to that kiss feeding me ecstasy, feeding me life.

My life was going exactly where I wanted it to until the Devil showed up.

Did ye not mention a game last week?” “Aye, but my duties have kept me away.” Alastair choked on his mead. “Ye have none.

Let me show ye how a kiss can burn the blood in your body. And how a touch can send tremors coursing through your skin.

A fiery little cat you are, Caecelia. Like a lioness in heat, oh how you bloom.

Ah, does my princess now want what I offer?

Levi's gaze sought out Miss Spencer. Eden. All she had to do was smile to release those little frissons of lightning in him. As that thought crossed his mind, she glanced up, and Levi realized he was wrong. She didn't have to smile. All she had to do was look at him. Heaven help him. He was in bad.