Sylvia

“There it was, the fire she had sensed behind the ice, smoldering at a thousand degrees hotter than leaping flames. Oh, they had it wrong, the people who called him cool and aloof. He was a man who did not do things by halves, and he knew. So he leashed himself. Untether him, and he would burn as hotly as he was cold, and the dark force of her own passion would crash against his like a wave against a rock rather than pull him under.
He is my match.”
― Evie Dunmore, Bringing Down the Duke

“Babe, you're everything I didn't even know I wanted in a mate. Your power, your fierceness, and the way you get a little crinkle between your eyes when you’re coming. How could I not already be a little bit in love with you?”
― Aidy Award, Chase Me

“She was intolerably kind, a character that brought his displeasure to the fore every time. He was a firm believer in giving stewards and ordinary people only an inch, so at worst they took a mile. Emily gave them a mile. They would run over her.”
― Lucy Langton, Seduced by the Devilish Lord

“Do you have any affections for me?" she asked boldly, as was her way, jutting her chin, and damn if she was not staring him down.
"No."
She flinched.
"What I feel for you is beyond affection. At the crest of each dawn I think of being inside you. I write and you crowd my thoughts. I sleep and you are the last person I think of, and damn me if when I wake, you are not the first person I fucking look for. I think that borders on obsession wife, not mere affection.”
― Stacy Reid, Wicked in His Arms