Sometimes I just want to gobble you whole, eat you alive. You're so gorgeous. You're so beautiful.

Roarke's brow cocked as he noted Casto take in the black satin that slithered over Eve's body. In the manner of men or unfriendly male dogs, Roarke showed his teeth.

You can’t just hope for happy endings. You have to believe in them. Then do the work, take the risks.

Sex might satisfy, food might fuel, love might sustain, but without coffee, what is the point?

Since it was there, Larkin got another bowl, spooned up stew for himself. “He fights with us. We’re an army.” “An army? Talk about delusions of grandeur. What are you?” she asked Glenna. “Witch.” “So, we’ve got a witch, a sorcerer, a couple of refugees from Geall and a vampire. Some army.

I've found out that falling in love doesn't have anything to do with time. It can take a year or an instant. It happens when it's ready to happen.

You bring the color and the life. It's a lucky man who is offered that color and life, and a wise one who values it.