Carol Storm > Quotes

“When Crystal May woke up the next morning, she felt like she'd died and gone to heaven. She rolled over on her back, her sleepy eyes blinking in the sunlight. The window curtains were frilly and feminine, softening the light and making her feel protected from the world outside. It was mighty late, but she didn't care. Just lying there in the warm, golden light made her feel so good. She was safe here. She could feel it right down to her bones.”
― Carol Storm, Crystal and Gold

“Feelings are never silly, dearest.”
― Carol Storm, Burning Innocence

“I could be a morning person -- but only if morning started at noon!”
― Carol Storm, Burning Innocence

“Lucky Harris was getting to him. His sexy little captive had gotten under his skin. He wanted
her, and yet he could not bring himself to discipline and dominate her as he knew she secretly
desired. For the first time since the death of his traitor wife, Sebastian was afraid, afraid of his own
feelings. The bright-eyed blonde affected him as no woman ever had. It wasn't just her responsive
cries or her tempting body; it was her strong opinions, her outrageous attitude, that irreverent sense of humor. Lucky made him laugh, but it was more than that.

She made him feel alive.”
― Carol Storm, DeMarco's Captive

“Pain and pleasure are never far apart”
― Carol Storm, Crystal and Gold

“Sebastian pulled her into his arms, and planted a kiss on her lips that made her toes curl. Heat and hunger combined with a teasing, caressing sense of mastery. This DeMarco had her number, all right. For all his fierce discipline, this was a man who took his time making love to a woman. He could make a single kiss last for hours.”
― Carol Storm, DeMarco's Captive

“I'm serious, baby. The Doors are the only western rock band that really gets the heart and soul of Japan. A samurai knows that he can die at any time. That's what makes life precious. And don't even talk to me about lame hippie whiners like John Fogerty and Creedence Clearwater revival. Jim Morrison . . . samurai! John Fogerty . . . ham on rye!”
― Carol Storm, House Arrest

“Baby, I'll never leave you. I promise ..." Matt tried to talk, but Crystal May
shushed him, laying a finger across his lips. She looked at him, her blue eyes wet with tears and shining like priceless diamonds. "I love you, Matt. I want to live with you and work with you and feel your babies growing inside of me. I want you to laugh with me and cry with me and discipline me whenever you feel like it's right. And honey, you best believe I want to marry you. But first there's something I have to do for myself.”
― Carol Storm, Crystal and Gold

“Mary wished she could look away, shut out the sculpted beauty of his face, the width of his shoulders and the scent of his cologne. She hated the impact his physical presence had on her senses. Tall and dark, lean but very muscular, sharply dressed yet deeply
tanned, he gave off the primitive, seductive aura of a powerful, desirable male.”
― Carol Storm, Santiago's Secret

“Katie had slept through morning mass but she could still go to confession and make an effort to banish her unholy and unhealthy thoughts. Mother never asked what she was thinking and feeling on these trips; she just assumed that anything Katie had on her mind was dirty and sinful.”
― Carol Storm, Diamonds and Moonlight

“Lady Margaret's icy blue eyes were enough to give Charity chills -- but the brandy in the cut-glass decanter was enough to melt the polar ice caps. Each time she drank, Charity could feel the warmth all the way down to her toes.”
― Carol Storm, Burning Captivity

“Mary didn't know much about Mexican law, but she felt quite certain she could hold out in the crumbling village jail for a long, long time. She knew how strong she was. And she knew the difference between right and wrong. Above all, she knew how to defy the man she hated for making love to her until she let down all her defenses. Deceitful, dishonest, devastatingly seductive Max would never get her to give in again!”
― Carol Storm, Santiago's Secret

“Kyoto? What? Are we there yet?" Janelle sat up straight and looked around the dimly-lit interior of the high-speed train. She must have slept for hours! She had entirely forgotten where she was. She had even forgotten that she was a prisoner.

Her head had been resting on Kenji's shoulder.”
― Carol Storm, House Arrest

“I am Itzapoca. Long ago the Mayans worshiped me as a god. Today I am forgotten, a stone head half-buried in the jungle. Yet I have endured for ages, far longer than any puny modern structure built from steel and concrete. Long before the era of hydraulic cranes, my followers lifted me to the top of this lush green slope where I sit looking down on the shining blue waters of the bay.”
― Carol Storm, Unexpected Dreams

“Charity shook her head, struggling to get back into the flow of Lady Margaret's crisply worded presentation. Brandy brought sleep, and a temporary escape from the ache of a broken heart. But in the morning came gritty eyes, a furry tongue, and a pounding headache that made a foolish girl wince and rub her temples whenever her coolly perfect boss was looking the other way.”
― Carol Storm, Burning Captivity

“Nothing was more sinful than being lucky and not being grateful.”
― Carol Storm, Crystal and Gold

“Charity turned over and hugged the pillow, a quote from Newton making her smile. Sleeping late was really more scientific than working out. After all, a body at rest tends to remain at rest.”
― Carol Storm, Burning Captivity