Paranormal Romance Book Quotes Quotes

“If there is a God, he must be taking revenge on me for the things I've done. I'll live in a perpetual hell with you as my tormentor, and it will be my greatest delight.”
― Edith Warner, Sire Bound: Part 2

“You really want to live in another world when you could be a king in this one?” Arlen asked me skeptically, crossing powerful arms over his chest.

“This world doesn’t have Maddie in it,” I said.

Raura said to Arlen, “I love him. He’s so cute. Why can’t you be more like him?”
― May Dawson, Unstoppable

“Love isn’t easy, but it shouldn’t be this complicated. I hate the fact that I’m falling in love with him. I hate the fact that once this is over with, I will be just a memory to him, and he will live for thousands of years.” Sarah

“Sarah deserves better; a human, not a ghoul who has all these problems. It’s pathetic to depend on magic to get rid of your demons.” Eric

“Every time I am around Eric, I feel more acutely attracted to him. I don’t know if that’s part of his powers, but I don’t want him having that effect on me.” Sarah

“Death affects us in so many ways. When you want to move on from the person you mourn, it feels like you are trying to forget about them.” Sarah

“I miss Sarah’s laugh, the scent of her, the dimples in her cheeks, her drilling me with questions about everything, and I even miss her getting mad at me for trying to get her to try new stuff. I remember the first night we spent together when I made her jump off the cliff with me. I knew she was mine; I knew I wanted to bond with her. I just regret the fact I didn’t do it sooner.” Eric”
― J.M.Stoneback, A Ghoul's Kiss

“You're my sanity, Miles Draven. You make it all worth it.”
― Lexi J. Kingston, Until Daybreak

“Return to me, kismet. Let me heal those wounds and soothe that ache.”
― Laura Thalassa, Death

“Do you feel it? The connection between us? The pull? The power of our link?”
― N.D. Jones, Heat, Hunt, Hope

“If life had been a calligraphy contest she’d be the right-handed dummy attending her first lesson with the left hand.

She sympathized with the clumsy because she’d always felt like one, it was her own built-in teacher feature. Not understanding where she fit in came with a lot of drama and a lot of days in the rain with no umbrella.”
― Esther Rabbit, Lost in Amber

“Your life, your breath, do they diligently seek,
Beyond the ridge to Willows Peak.
Go tortured soul! Go the weak!
Fall into their arms which eagerly reach,
Your spirit will they shackle and keep,
buried in the darkness of Willows Peak."
"Not the happiest poem in the world," Breccan remarked.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Brilliance

“Breccan. My name is Breccan... And you know I'm not talking about sex. Unless you are---" he recanted quickly. "Cause if that's the case... then yes, I'm so there," he said with a teasing smile. "But only cause you asked so nicely," he added.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Brilliance

“You kissed her? You kissed my mate?"
"Actually, the more I think about it, she kissed me. But I kissed her back."
"You kissed?" Breccan asked again.
"Yes. We kissed. Mouths tangled. Tongues involved. Kissed."
"I know what it means! Care to elaborate?"
"At one point she screamed.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Brilliance

“And yet this god, this old god from the Old World, somehow made her feel small. It was only for a moment, but Aphrodite blinked under the weight of his stare—his scrutiny.”
― Liz Meldon, The Maenad of Manhattan

“Do you feel it? That roaring call?”
― Rosemary a Johns

“She appeared to be near seventeen years of age, but looked like a vision from the Greek tragedies. With plaited coils of dark luscious hair, lips like the petals of a rose, and large, deep eyes that contained all the delight of her passion. She was the loveliest girl I have ever seen in all my life. Then she spoke. I have never heard such a voice before. It seemed she was instantly Juliet. From deep tones to flute-like music like the lark, she spoke and sang her parts with an excitement that stirred the whole audience. She concluded to thunderous applause and I could barely contain my own appreciation.”
― Brian S. Ference, The Wolf of Dorian Gray: A Werewolf Spawned by the Evil of Man

“You don't have the right to make that call, not after all this time. I can barely breathe when you're near me, but I'll surely suffocate if I have to lose you. How can you ask me to do that?" She turned her face away. "I'm stronger than you think." She looked back at him. "And I'll do my own fixing.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Malevolence

“His expression went cold and dark as he came within inches from her, towering over her small frame. His voice was calm but stern. "Let me be clear before we begin our working relationship. I am not kind nor do I, or will I ever, offer anything out of sheer kindness.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Sevin

“Careful, Miss Cavanaugh," he whispered. "You don't know what you're asking." He lowered his face to her neck, dragging his lips along her skin up to her ear. "If I steal more from you, if I give you more, I'll want it all and won't let up for a very, very long time.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Sevin

“He was by far the fiercest, most ruggedly handsome, yet, formidable man she had ever laid eyes on. She couldn’t stop staring at him. He had dark brown hair which skimmed his shoulders, a short-haired beard around his lips and chin, and gorgeous greenish-blue eyes that reminded her of the sea. There was something dangerously wicked about the look of his face, and she half expected him to yell for his men to batten down the hatches or swab the deck.”
― Madison Thorne Grey, Sorrah

“It was as though her kiss had awoken the long dormant demon inside, kept quiet, pliant, and restrained around all these humans.

“Moira, Moira, Moira,” he murmured, looking back to the bathroom door. “What have you done to me?”
― Liz Meldon, Predator

“A demon is made of dark matter. They have no light inside them, no soul.” She stepped away and opened her arms. “For everything that exists there needs to be balance. That is the essence of the universe. Think about it. Black and white, light and dark, hot and cold, male and female, even Heaven and Hell. God created humans and Satan created demons. That is the balance, but their darkness is beginning to seep into our world. That is what you’re feeling.”
― Nikki Lee Taylor

“I wish there was a more perfect way to convey what I feel for you. But I will settle for I love you. Just know it is a vast understatement.”
― Crystal J. Johnson, Edge of the Veil

“I wish there was a more perfect way to convey what I feel for you. But I will settle for I love you. Just know it is a vast understatement.”
― Felicity Vaughn, Edge of the Veil

“I can't tell you that I understand your love for me, but it has become an essential part of my life. I promise to love you with every cell of my being until I cease to exist.”
― Felicity Vaughn, Edge of the Veil

“The tiny Fireball was like a mother’s embrace, a kiss from a soulmate, the hug of a daughter never born, a dream pined for an eternity, finally realised.”
― Sameer Kochure, The Tiny Fireball: A Novel

“Just like the sea she was turbulent and wild, angry and loving. She felt every sensation, but it was only here, with water around her, that she dared let herself feel so strongly, so passionately. ~Rikki (Waterbound, Seahaven/Sisters of the heart Book 1)”
― Christine Feehan

“Just like the sea she was turbulent and wild, angry and loving. She felt every sensation, but it was only here, with water around her, that she dared let herself feel so strongly, so passionately. ~Rikki”
― Christine Feehan, [Water Bound: Number 1 in series (Sisters of the Heart)] [By: Christine Feehan] [July, 2010]

“Magic. My mind is screaming, my hands unsteady as I dip my fingers inside to pull out the shimmering silver ticket.”
― K.M. Pond, A Little Help From a Hex

“What a scummy barnacle. What are they going to have to do to get rid of him that wouldn't result in jail time?”
― Haley Wolf, Werewolf Part Two: Lu and Jane

“Strength, cunning, and a dash of hedonism. I intend to live forever and, so far, I'm succeeding.”
― Evelyn Silver

“Hello, priest," Lord Lucian said, his voice low and
velvety, yet laced with an undercurrent of menace. "How
about saying hello to God for
me?”
Father Michael swallowed hard. “I—I’ll pray…”
The congregation’s collective breath hung in the silence.
Lucian’s smile was a thing of winter—beautiful, cold, and
merciless. “That’s the thing, Father. I’ve studied Him for
centuries without breath, and I’ve noticed something.”
From-When Darkness Loves:Shadows Bleed.”
― Rose Grave

“Evie, I've drawn four Louisiana yard dogs to your shore. A gift to watch over you tonight.”
― Alexis Marie LaRue, The Thirteen Days of Bayou Frights