100 Quotes About Historical Romance

For every woman, there is that one man who could get her to go anywhere he wanted her to go, do anything he wanted her to do–reach into her soul and turn her whole world on its ear–challenge everything she thought she believed. Highlighted by 24 Kindle users Lenore Wolfe

I want to talk to you. I want to listen to you. I want to walk with you and, yes, I want you in my bed. That's what I want today. That's what I'll want in a hundred years. If you promise to be my wife forever, I will pledge myself to your happiness. Christina Dodd

He wants a fifteen thousand pound settlement."" Fifteen thousand! "" He says you're a great deal of trouble." She hesitated for one startled moment before choking back a laugh." I am."" I thought so." He leveled Drew a look. "If I pay you the fifteen thousand, do you swear to keep her?" Drew reared back his head. "Forever?"Her father scowled. "Forever.""Oh, I suppose." He gave a long-suffering sigh. "If I must." She bit the insides of her cheeks to keep from laughing outright. Deeanne Gist

I intend to marry Michael, and squander all his money and run his life, and make sure he never again consorts with wicked women or gambles with licentious men. I promise I will henpeck him until he has no life beyond what I allow him, and when we die, I will lie in his arms through all eternity. Christina Dodd

You next, " he said. "Out of those clothes and into bed." She nodded but didn't move from Sally's side. The thought of undressing exhausted her. Where would she find the strength such a task would require?" I'm filthy. I'll ruin the new bed."" I'll bring you some fresh water."" I've no clothes to change into." His grin was downright wicked. "I know." A short laugh escaped her. Deeanne Gist

Where are you going?"" To get my Bible.""Right now? You can't get your Bible out right now! I'm, I'm, we're just about to.." She'd never be able to go through with this if he got out his Bible. She wiped all humor from her face." I believe you. Proverbs 5:18. Rejoice, relish, and romp with your husband." He chuckled. "I'm serious, Connie, and I won't have you feeling ashamed or unclean over anything we do in that bed, tonight or any other night."" I won't. I feel unashamed and very clean. I promise. But please don't get out that Bible.""What? Think you that God can't see us right now?" Groaning, she slid off his lap and covered her face with her hands. He sunk to his knees in front of her, drawing her hands down." I love you. You love me. We are man and wife. God is watching, Connie, and He is very, very pleased. Deeanne Gist

What the dev– er, deuce did you do that for? It hurt! ”“ Good, ” said the angel. “I was afraid these new shoes would not be sturdy enough. Anne Gracie

Lord Randall barreled inside, brandishing his cane in Drew's face." You beggarly knave, I was told this marriage was in name only! Who gave you permission to consummate the vows?"" Theodore Hopkin, governor of this colony, representative of the kind, and it's going to cost you plenty, for that daughter of yours is nothing but trouble. What in the blazes were you thinking to allow her an education?" Drew bit back his smile at the man's shocked expression. Nothing like landing the first punch. Lord Randall furrowed his bushy gray brows." I knew not about her education until it was too late." Drew straightened the cuffs of his shirt. "Well, be prepared to pay dearly for it. No man should have to suffer through what I do with the constant spouting of the most addlepated word puzzles you could imagine."-----------------------------------------" I require fifteen thousand pounds." Lord Randall spewed ale across the floor. "What! Surely drink has tickled your poor brain. You're a FARMER, you impudent rascal. I'll give you five thousand." Drew plopped his drink onto the table at his side, its contents sloshing over the rim. A satisfied smile broke across his face." Excellent." He stood." When will you take her back to England with you? Today? Tomorrow?"The old man's red-rimmed eyes widened. "I cannot take her back. Why, she's already birthed a child! " Drew shrugged. "Fifteen thousand or I send her AND the babe back, with or without you. . Deeanne Gist

We can talk about our dreams all night, Lisette. We can talk forever, for the rest of our lives, living one adventure after another, I promise. But not now, my darling Lisette. For now, all I can think of is the brilliance of yet another ancient Greek, Sophocles. He said, 'One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life-that word is love.' I love you, Lisette. You bring my life joy I've never known. Please, marry me. . Kasey Michaels

Their daughter scrunched up her hands and legs, waving them wildly in the air. He opened his palm, allowing the babe to kick his hand." Is she like a puppy?" Constance choked. "What! "He looked up. "Will she get her spots later?" Laughter bubbled up from within her as she playfully whacked him on the shoulder. "Yes. Yes, I'm afraid she will. As soon as the sun touches her skin, the freckles will appear." A delicious two-dimple grin spread across his face. "Good. I find I'm rather partial to freckled redheads. Deeanne Gist

Thought you didn't like red hair." One of Drew's dimples kicked in as he draped an arm about Grandma's shoulder. "Must have me confused with someone else, but I'm not surprised. Seems to happen to most of the older set at some point or other. Deeanne Gist

Look. Isn't he beautiful?" Drew's expression softened. "Ah, Nellie. He's bald, pink, and has no teeth. What's so beautiful about that?" Nellie's laugh tinkled out like musical chimes while she covered the babe back up. Deeanne Gist

Bitter disappointment pushed tears from her eyes." Now what's wrong? I said you could wear it." She drew in a shaky breath." I w-wanted you to l-like my dreeessssss." He moved his gaze over her." The gown makes my mouth water, love. Deeanne Gist

He didn’t deserve compassion. Sympathy. Not even understanding. He deserved worse, far worse than he had ever been given. V.S. Carnes

Oh, they'll never believe a woman could solve such puzzles. They'll just assume I'm humoring you by editing it myself and allowing you to put your name to it." She raised her eyebrows. "But you wouldn't be." He humphed. "They'll never hear me admit it."" I will, " she said, a smile curving her lips. He shrugged. "They'll believe me, not you. Deeanne Gist

I stand now at a crossroads. I see before me the route to virtue, at an intersection with the route to love. Do I step to the left or the right, to the wrong or the right? M foot wavers in the air; where shall I set it down? Lise Arin

My life was going exactly where I wanted it to until the Devil showed up. Barbara T. Cerny

Then it kissed me–not as a man would kiss a lover, not with tenderness or even passion. This was a kiss that stole the soul of men. Revulsion at this creature’s kiss was instantly replaced by the warmth stealing through my veins, as if my missing blood were being replenished and contrived to heal me. I craved to keep kissing the beast. My entire being awakened to that kiss feeding me ecstasy, feeding me life. Barbara T. Cerny

I've never kissed an art forger before" Lord Huntington to Eliza Somerton in "An Artful Seduction Tina Gabrielle

Low and behold what comes of reading too many romance novels. Kellyn Roth

History is not another name for the past, as many people imply. It is the name for stories about the past. A.J.P. Taylor

As the tension between the Protestants and the Church of Rome intensified, so did the desire for a third way among dissenting groups. Soon a new group emerged, though in some senses it was also an old group–one that felt it could trace its origins all the way back to the New Testament. Known collectively as the Radical Reformation, these persecuted groups often advocated a nonviolent ethic, the separation of church and state, and a desire for both personal and corporate holiness. The ideas of these radicals spread through Europe, and over the years the Amish, Mennonites and Anabaptists, and to a lesser degree the Covenanters and Quakers, emerged or were influenced by this movement. . David Holdsworth

But marriage is forever.'' Oh, not really, ' he assured her. 'Only until one of us dies.' Her eyes widened. 'I do not want you to die, ' she said.' Perhaps you will go first, ' he said, 'though I rather think I hope not. I would probably have grown accustomed to you by then and would miss you. Mary Balogh

But marriage is forever.'' Oh, not really, ' he assured her. 'Only until one of us dies.' Her eyes widened. 'I do not want you to die, ' she said.' Perhaps you will go first, ' he said, though I rather think I hope not. I would probably have grown accustomed to you by then and would miss you. Mary Balogh

She did not want to know what charmhe had used to make her love him so deeply. She did not want to know it wasn’t real. Penelope Marzec

No m’lord. It wouldn’t be a secret army if we had seen it. My squire, who has not had the opportunity to be clearly informed about the presence of a secret army, has been ignorant of its existence. Gary Edward Gedall

A full harvest moon lit the sky. In its glow, there appeared an old woman dressed in black lace. A shimmering veil covered her head. With her back to the old oak tree, she keened wildly. Her cry was carried by the autumn winds and lost on the wings of the nightingales. AnneMarie Dapp

Even the best laid plans turn to hell when exposed to reality Unknown

I’ve crossed a world of sand and tears in search of you. I love you. I’ve done nothing in my life worth more than that. V.S. Carnes

His head snapped sharply aside to collide with his own aching shoulder. The hulking brute he had heard referred to as Abdullah leaned into Caine’s face while his brain was yet reeling, flexing his fingers from the punch just dealt to his jaw, and said in Arabic, “I did not know English women were so strong. V.S. Carnes

This man was no servant. She looked up at him in acute agitation and knew: this man was now her master. V.S. Carnes

Was there anything he wouldn’t give for an isolated cabin and one night with her? No, he didn’t imagine there was–not that he had anything left to give. The last two things Phillip possessed he’d already bequeathed–to Milly, his heart, and to the Almighty, his vow to that he’d marry her if He would simply rearrange their circumstances to make it possible. April W. Gardner

Captain Bailey’s face went rigid as he stepped aside, revealing another bicorne-crowned officer just behind him. The gentleman joined their circle, probing Milly with his gaze. He was handsome, more so than the other two. The upward tilt of his chin, confident set to his shoulders, and seductive smile lifting one corner of his mouth sent a wave of disquiet through her middle. She’d met this sort before. The silver tassels on his epaulettes glimmered in the firelight and spoke of power, and she lowered her eyes, pointedly aware she didn’t belong here, surrounded by such important men, addressing them as if anything she said were worthy of their consideration. She sucked in a deliberate breath and drew back ever so slightly. Captain Bailey matched her move and slipped a hand to the back of her elbow. She suspected the touch was meant to be one of support. Instead, she felt trapped.“ Miss Milly Wilkins, may I present Captain Jameson Collins?” Captain Bailey’s voice was clipped, and Milly feared he was beginning to see through the ruse. The sound of rattling chains stemmed from the shadows and her eyes darted toward it. Any minute these officers would realize she should be shackled as well. Could they see through the shadows of her hood to the pulse pounding in her neck?. April W. Gardner

With unsteady hands, Phillip yanked on the mare’s bridle straps while trying to loosen one of the stubborn buckles. She snorted at his rough handling. Totka appeared beside him. “Let me.” Phillip gratefully released the task, an unexpected sense of brotherhood filling him. If anyone knew the heartache of separation, it was the man whose deft brown hands readied Phillip’s mount for the long road ahead. Totka’s own road had been lengthy. And yet, after two years, he somehow managed to continue to place one foot in front of the other. His breath still entered and left his body in the same monotonous pattern. How? When already several times over the half-day since Grayson had ridden out with Milly, Phillip had wondered if his chest might explode with the effort of expanding and contracting without her. April W. Gardner

Phillip hardened his grip on Totka’s. “For all our manipulations, God always manages to get His way.”“ A beautiful woman once told me our Jesus Creator is a good and wise chief, worthy of obedience without question. His plan is perfect. Wait, and you will see. April W. Gardner

For being so straight and sure, God’s path held quite the assortment of twists. April W. Gardner

Levi's gaze sought out Miss Spencer. Eden. All she had to do was smile to release those little frissons of lightning in him. As that thought crossed his mind, she glanced up, and Levi realized he was wrong. She didn't have to smile. All she had to do was look at him. Heaven help him. He was in bad. Karen Witemeyer

Insufferable man! But I grinned all the way back upstairs. Dawn Crandall

If only I'd realized earlier that it never pays to fight evil with evil. But after watching my father die, I'd been consumed with bitterness and had allowed it to lead me astray from what was righteous and pleasing to God. Jody Hedlund

Bulldog grunted. And I knew the matter was settled. My pulse thrummed with excitement. I was going to marry Juliana Wessex. Jody Hedlund

Since I don't know what execrable means, I though I should look it up so I'll be better equipped to deal with whatever I'm about to see." Ignoring the ladies' tottering Millie continued perusing the pages until she found the word she was looking for. Lifting her head after she read the definition, she glanced around. "Begging your pardon Mrs. Cutling, but I don't see anything out here of a wretched or"- she returned her attention to the dictionary- "abominable nature. Although" -she flipped the pages to the A's -" I don't know what that means either. Jen Turano

 Since I don't know what execrable means, I though I should look it up so I'll be better equipped to deal with whatever I'm about to see." Ignoring the ladies' tottering Millie continued perusing the pages until she found the word she was looking for. Lifting her head after she read the definition, she glanced around. "Begging your pardon Mrs. Cutling, but I don't see anything out here of a wretched or"- she returned her attention to the dictionary- "abominable nature. Although" -she flipped the pages to the A's -" I don't know what that means either. Jen Turano

Two people, one city, different times; connected by a memoir. Can love exist in a city destined for decades of misery? Ahmad Ardalan

Even the most egregious captive state, bound and gagged on her damp bunk, felt eerily familiar to her. With nothing to do but lie there and think of things, she reflected that captivity took many different forms. A woman under the domination of her father or husband was as much a prisoner as a hostage on a boat. She had merely traded one form of servitude for another. Susan Wiggs

The strength was always in you. All you had to do was find it. Katherine Givens

She opened her eyes and touched her lips, as though he had just kissed them. She could taste him. Jean M. Grant

Glen Shiel, Socttish Highlands, 1296Strife abounds. King Edward of England has invaded the southern strongholds of Scotland and is pressuring King John of Scotland to abdicate. Several Scottish nobles, called Claimants, vie for his throne. The Cause divides the country, as each clan must choose and support a Claimant. Many contenders seek fortune and power, but a few seek Scotland’s independence. Only by a great force can this be achieved. However, the road to independence is fraught with those that wish to see the Cause crushed, at any cost. . Jean M. Grant

Listen to the earth, Feel the fire. Allow the power to flow through ye. Jean M. Grant

She clambered to the shoreline. Numb and shaken, she began to dress. It wasn’t easy as she fumbled with slick fingers to put dry clothes over wet skin. She instantly regretted her naked swim. She pulled on her long-sleeved white chemise first. She faced the forest, away from her rescuer. He quietly splashed to shore. His lifeblood burned into her back. He wasn’t far behind, but he stopped. She refused to look at him until she was fully clothed, not out of embarrassment of her nudity, but for what had just happened. He released a groan and mumbled under his breath about wet boots. His voice was not one of her father’s soldiers. When she put the last garment on, her brown wool work kirtle, she squeezed out her sopping hair and swept her hands through the knotty mess. She fastened her belt and tied the lacings up the front of the kirtle. Blood returned to her fingertips, and she regained her composure. Belated awareness struck her, and she leaned down and searched through her bag for her dagger. She spun around. She gasped as she saw the man sitting on the stone-covered shoreline, his wet boots off. Confusion and the hint of a scowl filled his strong-featured face. She staggered back, caught her heel on a stone, and fell, dropping the dagger. Dirt and pebbles stuck to her wet hands and feet, and she instinctively scrambled away from him. His glower, iridescent dark blue eyes, and disheveled black hair were not unfamiliar. Staring at her was the man she had seen in her dream — it was the man from the wood. . Jean M. Grant

A man from the wood. A stranger from afar. He will break the curse by a hundred kisses... Jean M. Grant

Her lips found his and a stab of exquisite desire shot through him. This is what he's been waiting for all this time. Not a stolen embrace. A gift, freely given. One that he would keep forever in some small part of his soul. Courtney Milan

Sometimes people do misguided things for the most honorable of reasons. Tamara Hughes

You are an exceedingly beautiful mystery, one that intrigues me and one that I plan to solve. Tamara Hughes

He had an overwhelming urge to take possession of her lips, silencing any mention of another man’s name. Tamara Hughes

And if he was kind and friendly and funny, and if he told you about places so beautiful that you wanted to go with him to see them, and if he listened to you talk like he actually cared about what you were saying? And if he tried to protect you when other people tried to tell you what to do, as if they owned you? And if he has the handsomest face you've ever seen, no matter if the skin has been damaged, because he's just lovely even so? . Caroline Leech

Give to the world the best you have and the best will come back to you. Myrna Ericksen

He’d do what was best for her. He’d take her to safety and send her back home to a bright future…with amore honorable man than him. The stick broke in his hand, and he muttered an oath. All he wanted was for Amelia to be safe and happy, dammit. That and to beat every honorable man in England into the dust. Tamara Hughes

He’d do what was best for her. He’d take her to safety and send her back home to a bright future…with a more honorable man than him. The stick broke in his hand, and he muttered an oath. All he wanted was for Amelia to be safe and happy, dammit. That and to beat every honorable man in England into the dust. Tamara Hughes

You’re as lovely as a flower in the stark of winter… Your hair is the color of wheat under the midday sun, and your eyes–”“ Yes, yes. My eyes are like the sea or the sky or some such nonsense, ” she quipped with a laugh, the lilting sound like the finest music, better than anything he could ever play. Tamara Hughes

When he bowed his head to hide his grin, she stiffened. “This is most certainly not amusing.” He looked up, the humor still glittering in his eyes, and spoke one word. “James.”“Pardon me?”“ James Lamont. It’s my name. You’ll need it if you’re to curse me properly. Tamara Hughes

The only woman who would wear a gown like this one, love, is one who knows the power she wields and isn’t afraid to use it. Tamara Hughes

Charity followed the pirate. To salvation or to hell, she would soon find out. Tamara Hughes

He’d do what was best for her. He’d take her to safety and send her back home to a bright future…with amore honorable man than him. The stick broke in his hand, and he muttered an oath. All he wanted was for Amelia to be safe and happy, dammit. That and to beat every honorable man in England into the dust. Tamara Hughes

I’m not God, and I can’t always offer chances. I’m not sure if this won’t be your last. Kellyn Roth

I want a man that will do what he needs to do to take care of his family. I will give that man every ounce of love and support I have to give. I will never measure him against another man. I will never want what other people have. I will simply enjoy every minute we have together. Destin Bays

I’m still waiting for something, searching for something I cannot describe.”“ It’s called true love. Most people never find it. Destin Bays

When your child comes home to talk about life, what could be more important? Destin Bays

He spent the next hours watching her sleep, taking in every detail of her face, of her body. The way the soft glow of the bedside lamp cast shadows on her cheeks. The way her chest rose and fell with each breath. And when the first light of dawn finally showed through the gap in the curtains he quietly dressed and turned off the bedside lamp, and left the room, not daring to look back. Dominique Wilson

Though the heart may be cracked wide, pain can still seep in. Rachelle Rea Cobb

It was enough to drive me mad. I was no longer myself and yet I was so much more me than I had ever been before. ~Katherine Demure Gwenn Wright

He would die in this room, buried alive by the weight of his life. Christine Fonseca

Well, go on then, Abby; run along and let the nice man compromise you. Anne Gracie

I could still box your ears.”“ Nonsense, ” he scoffed. “You couldn’t reach that high. Anne Gracie