Slow Burn Romance Quotes

“I guess that’s why I’m attracted to you—I love antiques.” Before she could respond, he leaned over and kissed her on the lips, while “Head Over Heels” by Tears for Fears played on the radio.”
― Rich DiSilvio, The Arnolfini Art Mysteries

“Years of longing collapse into this one kiss. Everything I’ve held back, everything I’ve buried, surges to the surface. My hand rests on her cheek, fingers delicately brushing skin as velvety as I remember it from my dreams.”
― Tricia Newlan, Echoes of One Night: Forbidden Love Romance

“He looks like a poem. One of those mournfully beautiful ones with short, unfamiliar words that sound ethereal when spoken and completely nonsensical when thought.”
― Velvetoscar, Young & Beautiful

“Before I can finish, he pulls me close, his lips brushing mine—gentle, tentative, almost reverent. Then deeper, hungrier, until the world tilts away and there’s nothing but heat and the pounding of my heart.”
― Tricia Newlan, Never Did I Dream: A Second Chance Off- Limits Romance

“He took my hand, pressing it to his beating heart. "Without you, the desert is a wasteland. You are my oasis.”
― Israh Azizi, Until the Sand Claims Us

“I would risk a thousand deaths to find you all over again. I will never leave you.”
― Anastasia Daniels

“My mind was still reeling from having saved her. I was not entirely sure why I had acted so irrationally. Something had just … snapped. When it came down to it, I couldn’t let her die. I was unable to take her life, and I couldn’t walk away when another had tried.”
― Ashley Earley, Forbidden Captive

“I wanted to eliminate what remained of curses and judgment and the hatred we had been spat our whole lives. Because this—this was something I could not ignore. This was something bigger than I could explain. And I was more than confident I was not the only one who felt such an urge for the forbidden.”
― Ashley Earley, Forbidden Captive

“Closing in, I moved from behind to loop around the trees beside him, knowing once we reached the small clearing ahead, there would be nothing to separate us. Once he broke into the moonlight, there would be nowhere for him to hide.”
― Ashley Earley, Forbidden Captive

“I swallowed the repulsion of having her so close, my fingers eager for the ax lying just out of reach.”
― Ashley Earley, Forbidden Captive

“I needed to hear her, to know she was here. But I couldn’t reach her—couldn’t open my eyes to search for her. The aching pang had me trapped in the fog of my mind, keeping me from reaching her through the haze.”
― Ashley Earley, Forbidden Captive

“It had taken me a while to realize she was beautiful. But once I got up close to her, once I spent so much time around her, finding those sharp, green eyes watching me with a threat or the spark of something else—there was no going back. I had broken through her barriers and my own prejudices, and there was no undoing it.”
― Ashley Earley, Forbidden Captive

“His silence wasn’t empty—it hummed with something unspoken, something that brushed against my soul like a soft current, altering the very rhythm of my thoughts.”
― Alma Brooke, Four of a Kind

“I wasn’t the main character in his story. I was the plot twist he never knew existed. The ghost between their words.”
― Maisie Serein, Almost Hers

“even when we are but bones in the earth my eternal heart will love you still, for even when a star does perish its light burns on for millennia”
― Laura Steven, Our Infinite Fates

“Vi su alma en su mirada la reconocí y la acepté como mía”
― Michelle Gross

“Second chances feel like fate whispering, ‘This time, don’t let go.”
― A.S. Kalias, Going Down: Into the Storm

“Some places, some people… they pull you back without asking. And sometimes, that’s exactly what your heart needs.” ”
― Nevine Essam, Broken Waves: Contemporary Romance / Emotional Drama

“I’m locked here, and she’s free.”
― Noyar Cecil, Craving The Sin: A Dark Forbidden Mafia Romance

“Life hadn't become easier. It had become steadier. And she no longer felt like she was making room for love. Love had learned how to stay.
— From the epilogue of When Life Finally Fits”
― Claire A. Rowan, When Life Finally Fits : A Contemporary Novel of Love, Motherhood, and Second Chances

“What am I thinking? I can’t do dinner with Cameron. At an intimate table for two. Sharing a bottle of wine. Making small talk all while trying not to drool because he’ll probably be wearing a button down that showcases some of the tattoos on his chest.”
― Carly Robyn, Fire and Ice

“We flirted because it was fun, but it was clear we both knew we wouldn’t be more than friends. And then…we kissed, and everything changed.”
― Kat Singleton, More than Friends

“I’m falling hard and fast for Jude Kensington—my best friend—and I don’t think there’s anything I can do to stop it. All I can do is hide it and try my best to pretend it isn’t the truth.”
― Kat Singleton, More than Friends

“That version of us is long gone. Five years buried. So why is it still breathing? I feel it right now, the pulse of something I thought dead.”
― Roxana Lucas, No Hard Feelings

“I found myself wondering, was it worse to have a parent who didn’t love you? Or to grow up without parents at all? On one hand, you’d never know the love you sought. On the other, that love would dangle just out of your reach, mocking you every day.”
― M. M. Marsden, Smoke & Stars

“Ken: Meet my cat.

Amie: Poor Ken. He really should have packed earplugs.”
― Cliodhna Winds, Almost

“My body, blood, and soul fumed. I no longer felt the ground under my feet. I couldn’t see anything but him. The very heart in my chest burned and raged and set my skin ablaze. My fingers strained, feeling every spark, ember, and flame even through my bones. Water lined my eyes. “I don’t get what’s between us or what you want. It drives me mad.”
“Yeah? And don’t you think I hate it, too?” Laken stumbled back, shaking his head before aiming his glare back at me. Golden locks hung over his face, slightly damp from the rain. His eyes were as stormy as the sky above us and twice as fierce.
“It kills me,” he confessed; the muscles in his throat pulsed. Somehow, he’d dwindled the space between us. I could smell the honey and mint. The scent that once lingered on my bedsheets. “It kills me to see you and not touch you. It kills me to hear your voice knowing it won’t say my name like it once did.” Laken looked at me as if I was something more, something to be hurt for. “Being around you kills me.”
Each word, a wound.
Laken and I both panted, both toeing a dangerous line. Traitorous. Treacherous, even. But still, I pushed further.
Straightening my spine, I lifted my chin and scoffed. “Good,” I said, deep and slow. Daring to step closer, only inches remained. “I hope it hurts. I hope you pray for mercy. And I hope it leaves you aching when you go to bed. I will make it my life’s mission to ensure that you are in pain every day for the rest of your life, thinking about me.”
Laken devoured the distance parting us, leaving nothing but him and me. My eyes flicked to his lips, as his did to mine. Heart to heart, heat from his chest pummeled into me. I felt him so close, yet not close enough. Never close enough. Never far enough.
Our lips were separated by a thin line of love and hate.
And that line was beginning to blur.
Slowly, torturing ourselves, taunting ourselves, he whispered, “Do your worst.”
― Taylor Epperson, Second Time's a Charm

“You’ve never stopped surprising me, mystery girl,” Rael said, exhaling softly like he had been holding in his words for days. “Even now.”
“I’m not much of a mystery anymore.”
“Still,” he said, eyes on the worn floorboards. “I think I knew from the moment I walked in and saw you in Thess’ wagon, that if I let you in, I’d never be the same.”
― Lily Brady, Of Kin and Curse

“Would you like to begin with a historical, or a comedy—?"
"Tragedy," says William. He looks at me. "Hamlet?"
"You mean to carry or not to carry the burden of being a privileged male with too much time on my hands, while my girlfriend is slowly crushed by the patriarchy right in front of me?"
"Hamlet is one of the most complex plays ever written," he argues. "It is—"
"Pick another play," says Minaro, cutting him off right as I open my mouth to retort.
"Macbeth," I say instead.
"You must be having a laugh," says William. "You cannot tell me you prefer that play to Hamlet."
"Why not?" I ask.
"You would rather read about a weak man who is so obsessed with tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow that he throws his entire life away just because three witches read him a poem?"
"Lady Macbeth is one of the most fascinating characters in all of literature!" I say, raising my voice, and even though we're arguing, I can't deny it's fun to debate books with someone as passionate about them as I am.
"What is so fascinating about a coward?" he asks. "She pressures Macbeth to take action, yet when she has the chance to do the very thing she demands of him, she fails."
"Wow, you really don't get it," I say, sitting up on my ankles. "Her very existence is a challenge to—"
"Here is what we are going to do," says Minaro, speaking loud enough to drown me out. "I am going to choose."
She looks from me to William and back to me.
Then a smile plays on her lips as she says, "Romeo and Juliet."”
― Romina Garber, The Last Vampire

“After everything I have done to prove that you can trust me— abiding your request to wait eight weeks, apologizing to you for my behavior— you still assume the worst of me. Will it always be like this?"
"William, you haven't exactly been a saint."
"And you think I am the prejudiced one?”
― Romina Garber, The Last Vampire