Romance Books Quotes Quotes

“Someone told me once that all atoms lived in pairs. When the Big Bang happened, they were blasted across the universe and separated from each other. Ever since then, each pair of atoms has worked to find its way back to its other half… sometimes those atoms find each other again in the form of human beings. We call them soulmates.”
― Sarah A. Bailey, The Soulmate Theory

“One shouldn’t live in the past, Parker. You’ll smack into something in the present looking backward and not get a clear view of your future. Trust me.”
― Kelly Moran, Under Pressure

“Don’t, Mum, it’s only temporary.”

She pulled me in for a goodbye hug. “Sweetie, all the best love affairs are.”
― Leeanne Slade, The Rebound

“He held the map of my soul in his hands, tracing its contours with a knowing touch. He followed its paths with precision, marking the way and pausing at crucial junctures. Was he really a demon, then? The clash within my being rekindled. While seeking light in the darkness, I found myself being drawn from light into shadows.”
― Seda Ulu, Darkness In The Light #2

“Delicate. Ha. There was nothing delicate about her.”
― Liz Meldon, Predator

“دمعةّ في القلب، جرحٌ في الفمِ -
وطنٌ سجنٌ بسجنٍ يحتمي
مذ ترنّحت، تراني متعباً -
لم أجد أرضاً عليها أرتمي
وكلانا يا صديقي تائهٌ -
في دجى الشرق وصمت العدمِ
أسكتوا الرعد فإن حبرٌ بكى -
زرعوا الخوف برأس القلمِ
شوّهوا الله فخانوا باسمه -
حرمة الأرض ومجد العلمِ
وزّعوا اليأس على الناس، فإن -
شئت أن تنهار حزناً، فاحلمِ...
ومعاصينا: ثرى نعشقه -
وبلادُ، وحنينٌ في الدمِ...
ندخل النار، بلا ذنبٍ سوى -
أننا للحب، كنّا ننتمي…”
― Mahdi Mansour

“The only name I want to hear when you pray at my church is mine, mo cara. Let me hear it.”
― C.J. Lucci, Isle of Beauty

“You were all I wanted. Right from the start. Even when I knew it was wrong.” I pause before lowering my voice to a near whisper. “You’re still all I want.”
― Vari Scott, Together We Burn

“Teddy’s teasing brings waves of nerves and excitement and butterflies that crash and roil and mix in my stomach to nauseating levels, that at the end of each encounter, I’m an overthinking, blundering mess, replaying every sentence spoken from his lips.”
― Vari Scott, Grease Monkey