My heroines, more often than not, are the ones who are troubled and resistant.

Waking up to you is like... presents on Christmas morning." His mouth curved. "For your convenience, I'm already unwrapped. Batteries not required.

Angel, a crowd of millions couldn’t hide you from me. I found you once. I’ll always find you.

Reminds me of the red dress you wore the first time I had you. That was it for me, you know. You devastated me. There was no coming back from that.

Can I take advantage of you in the limo?” His eyes laughed at me. “By all means, angel mine.

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.

I am obsessed with you, angel. Addicted to you. You're everything i've ever wanted or needed, everything i've dreamed of. You're everything. I live and breathe you. For you.