As a writer, it's disheartening to write books that you pour your soul into and not have them distributed widely enough to find their audience.

If you crave something, I’ll be the one to give it to you. All of your needs, Eva, are mine to fulfill. Whatever it costs me.

I want to sympathize, I do, but the love triangle is just too delicious. The determined rock star and the possessive billionaire. Rawr.

There was something sweet in watching him pull himself back together, restoring the façade he wore for the world while I knew at least a little of the man beneath it.

He was the kind of guy that made a woman want to rip his shirt open and watch the buttons scatter along with her inhibitions.

I'm still not sure I didn't hallucinate the conversation while overdosing on his pheromones.

Sometimes love's not enough. And if it's not enough, what good is it ?