1,205 Quotes About Romance-novels

She saw it now. He needed her. Not her body, not for pleasure. But her presence, her strength, her character. He really, truly needed her. And she loved the feeling of being needed by him. Providing him with what only she can give him: her strength, her positivity, her self. She knew she made him happy, and him being happy made her happy, too. Her own happiness was intertwined with his. Just like his misery. When she hurt him with her words, she inflicted herself with the same pain.

Maybe I fell in love with a version of him that didn't exist.

I love you if you want to be a kinky, sex-crazed maniac, and I still love you just as much if you don’t.

I was acutely aware of every part of him, skin to skin. I closed my eyes. It had never felt so right, so inevitable, yet I could already feel heartbreak waiting to take center stage.

Yes. You’ll feel like a princess, and I’ll feel happy having you on my arm.” His comment deserved another smile. I took his hands in mine and played with them. “So now I’m arm candy?”“You’re not just arm candy, baby, you’re pure sugar from head to toe.

His gaze turns soft, and for a moment, I’m completely swept away with the promise in those eyes. There’s nothing dirty, heated or sinister in them. They’re warm and enticing and so bloody sincere that I’m finding it hard to look away, let alone breathe.

Luke is unimaginable. And it’s not just his talented tongue or the way he looks at me like I’m the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen—though neither of those hurt his cause. No, it’s the way he makes me feel free when I have been hiding. Awake instead of dormant. Fearless instead of petrified. Ceaseless instead of temporary.

You feel it too, don’t you?” I don’t have to ask her what she’s talking about. I felt it the moment I grabbed her wrist to stop her from leaving. I felt it the moment I saw her hair fly by my face, and before “that when I noticed her walking across campus. She’s different and we could be something different together. Something astounding. Something you encounter once in a lifetime, if that. It’s been five minutes and I can already tell that.

Yellow swallowtail butterflies, with their charcoal striped wings, were all over the wildflowers. The woodpeckers rattled away in the trees. Two weeks ago, those sounds were annoying to me, but now, it sounds more like a song. I stopped to ask myself what was wrong with me, for everything to be so awesome in the world, and then I remembered. So this is what being in love is like.