Iris Campos

“The one thing we can never get enough of is love. And the one thing we never give enough of is love.”
― Henry Miller

“I find it intolerable that this lord is out there going about his
depravities unhindered. I was hoping you might know some way to deal with the man."
"Oh, Yes," James said with a dark, ominous smile. "I can think of a few ways."
"Short of killing him, that is," Derek felt it prudent to add.
James said nothing for nearly ten seconds, then, "If you insist.”
― Johanna Lindsey, Say You Love Me

“Are you all right?” he asked Olivia. His heart was still racing with terror that she’d been hurt. “I heard a woman scream.”

“Ah, that would have been me,” Sebastian said.

Harry looked down on his cousin, face frozen in disbelief. “You made that noise?”

“It hurt,” Sebastian bit off.

Harry fought not to laugh. “You scream like a leettle girl.”
― Julia Quinn, What Happens in London

“Listen to me,” he said, his voice even and intense, “and listen well, because I’m only going to say this once. I desire you. I burn for you. I can’t sleep at night for wanting you. Even when I didn’t like you, I lusted for you. It’s the most maddening, beguiling, damnable thing, but there it is. And if I hear one more word of nonsense from your lips, I’m going to have to tie you to the bloody bed and have my way with you a hundred different ways, until you finally get it through your silly skull that you are the most beautiful and desirable woman in England, and if everyone else doesn’t see that, then they’re all bloody fools.”
― Julia Quinn, The Viscount Who Loved Me