Rosemary

“This,” he murmured, nuzzling her inner thigh, “is the sweetest thing I have ever tasted.” “Better than cake?” she asked, a dreamy note to her voice that pleased him immensely. “Better than cake,” he agreed, unable to keep the smile from his face. “Better than strawberry jam or anything else you might have packed in that basket you keep filling for me. This is my feast, the thing I hunger for.”
― Emma V. Leech, To Experiment with Desire

“Pietr could easily imagine that the kitchen where she’d spent half the morning conjuring sweets was hers, and that he was hers too.”
― Grace Burrowes, A Rogue in Winter

“He’d never been a religious man, but he’d found a new goddess to worship. Because someday, they’d all be nothing but dust and shadows, but his dust would have mingled with divinity for a moment.”
― Kerrigan Byrne, Tempting Fate

“One could not save the world in a single stroke. No, one had to build their new world day by day, action by action, brick by brick, person by person. And one could never give up, not in the face of shadow, not in the face of tyranny, not in the face of people doing everything they could to tear one down.”
― Eva Devon, The Beast's Betrothed