His heat, his erotic pull–she could feel it. A weird, pulsing, virtual pull tugging at her skin, her nerve endings. Made her want to…touch. Made her want. The more she resisted the urge, the stronger it became. It would be a relief, really. To just…touch. One little touch. Just one. Angela Quarles
How can you still count yourself a knight, when you have forsaken every vow you ever swore?" Jaime reached for the flagon to refill his cup. "So many vows..they make you swear and swear. Defend the king. Obey the king. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>Keep his secrets....
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George R.r. Martin
And we ask ourselves, if there is a God, how can this happen? Better to ask, if there is a God... must it be sane?
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Lucien LaCroix
There can be as many wrong reasons to do the right thing as there are stars in the sky. There might even be more than one legitimate right reason. But there is never a right reason to do the wrong thing. Not ever.
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Donita K. Paul
My task is set before me, girl My mission clear and true There’ll be black knights and dragons, girl But I will always come for you…
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Emme Rollins
Wars fought over a face like this, ” he murmured like he was talking to himself, my heart stopped beating and his thumbs moved lightly across my cheeks. “A man would work himself into the ground for it, go down to his knees to beg...
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Kristen Ashley
More Quotes By Angela Quarles
The door opened, held by the butler, and Lord Montagu swept into the room, his presence overwhelming the space. She could swear even the flowers in their vases perked up and listed in his direction. Honest to Pete.
She straightened and crossed her arms. “I can’t sleep with you, ” she blurted.… “As you please.”“ As you please?” She stepped back, the rough wood of the bench bumping her upper calf. She’d braced herself for a battle and now felt oddly deflated. “You...
Ah, cariad, finally I have you to myself, with a bed behind me, and what do I do?
Knowing this was the same man from last night now clad again in his hunky knightly armor was a strange aphrodisiac. Yeah, a hot look, no denying.
She needed a distraction. “Was that your mother?” The splashing stopped. “Are you going to converse while I bathe?” “Why not?” “Feels rather unseemly.” She laughed, picturing him sitting there, shocked and indignant. “We’re supposed to be married, right?” “You have a point, however I...
