254 Quotes About Murder-mystery

I don’t want to go without ravishing you at least once.

I’m glad,” she murmured. “That we desire each other with equal fervor.” Oh, now what had said that was funny? “Darling,” he managed over his mirth. “If you wanted me like I wanted you, we’d be on our second time by now.

I believe we do not have to be what our circumstances would have made for us. We can forge our own path. We can choose to be better.” “All I want to be is worthy of her,” Raphael said.

She’d never offered him her heart. But he’d taken it all the same.

Alexandra took the rose and lifted it to her face. The fragrance was intoxicating and the soft petals tickled her lips, as they must have done Benedict’s. It was as if he had kissed her. A shiver of delight caressed her body and she felt the warmth of a blush on her throat and cheeks.

The only way he could truly stick out in New Orleans was if he were walking down the street on fire.

Toulouse Street ran one way toward the Mississippi River. Jackson looked over [Imogene's] head into one of those famous New Orleans courtyards, full of lush foliage, mossy brick, secrets, and wonder.

Enormous oak trees towered over the boulevard, which boasted homes with fine woodwork, wraparound porches, and moss on the sidewalks. 'There’s nothing like a house in New Orleans. Would you look at those balconies and columns?' He rolled his window down to take in the sounds of life in New Orleans.

He sunk his head down, looking like a defeated giant out of some fairy tale.