Robin D. Owens > Quotes

“She dampened her lips. “I . . . I have defenses you don’t know of, and”—she gestured to the half wall revealing the kitchen beyond—“I have pepper spray in the kitchen.”
“Pepper spray in the kitchen,” he said tonelessly.
“All right, all right!” She dropped the bag with the box on a coffee table that held a few large picture books on the Old West and hurried into the kitchen, coming back with the pepper spray, which she stuck on a bookcase shelf next to the door. He took it down and checked the expiration date. “You should have tossed this two years ago.”
― Robin D. Owens, Ghost Seer

“Finding and winning HeartMates was rarely simple, but full of pitfalls and agonizing emotion. Love lost. Love found. The losing shredding pieces of the soul, carving deep hollows and filling it to the brim with love.”
― Robin D. Owens, Heart Mate

“Mine,” he said. Grabbed at a passing thought. “Love you. Marry me.”
― Robin D. Owens, Enchanted Again

“The Dark Goddess emphasized that change and rebirth were always inherent in the present moment. She had forgotten that. That all life was change. Perhaps she never connected with deeper truths unless she relaxed and was still. Her life had galloped out of control, and perhaps she was trying too hard to think about it, force it into patterns she knew, instead of learning new patterns.”
― Robin D. Owens, Heart Mate

“Ruthlessly she looked for the dark smudges of fear and arrogance and suspicion and hubris and eradicated them. She wiped them out with ideas of how she wanted to be, her own self-image she wanted to cultivate: understanding, supportive, confident. Not as easy to include those qualities in herself as it was to fall into selfishness.”
― Robin D. Owens, Echoes In The Dark

“Review the past, but let it not rule you. Always ACT in the present with thought of the future, but do not let fear of the future bind you. Welcome the destiny that awaits you!”
― Robin D. Owens, Heart Mate

“Clare,” he said, his voice thicker with desire. He made himself concentrate on the road, on driving, though his peripheral vision showed her breasts rising faster.
“Yes?” she asked, quiet, more vulnerable. That vulnerability called out to him now more than ever before . . . because he knew he was flawed so badly.
“I like you.” Hell, that sounded dumb.”
― Robin D. Owens, Ghost Seer