Cindyg > Cindyg's Quotes

“How'd he taste?"

Like a five second rule Oreo..." he said thoughtfully

A five second rule Oreo?"

A little dirty, but still sweet...”
― Amy Lane, Vulnerable

“You don't love people at their best, sweetheart. You just love them because you can't help it.”
― Amy Lane, Keeping Promise Rock

“You’re here!” She repeated, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs
around his hips. He’d dropped his bags as she’d ran, and now he cupped her bottom in his large hands...His heart gave a giant thump, all the way down from his chest to his stomach,
and as she smiled up at him he lowered his head and devoured her mouth,
smile and all. Her lips were just as warm, and just as soft as he remembered, and her mouth tasted like peaches and cinnamon and Corinne Carol-Anne and without thought he pushed her back against the hallway wall and kissed her and kissed her and kissed her as though all their time apart would disappear in that frantic mating of tongue and lips and teeth. He wanted to take her into himself, all of her, and keep her warm and safe and happy, just like this moment when she
burst with joy, just to see him.
--Wounded
(Green and Cory, after being apart)”
― Amy Lane

“Don’t worry, due’ane,” He murmured lowly....“Who’s Dewey Anne.” I asked him, voice gruff. He was so familiar, this Bracken, but so strange, naked next to me. I could touch
him, I realized with wonder. I could run my hands from his flank to his shoulder, and he would welcome the touch because he was mine.
You are.” He whispered, and I met his eyes. “It’s elfish, the feminine noun
for ‘other equal half’. You are my other. My everything.”
--Wounded
(Bracken and Cory)”
― Amy Lane

“I will love you forever,” I murmured, and he stroked the hair off of my forehead.
I will hold you to that.” His face was grim and his voice was sober—he
touched my handprint of chaos as he said it, and I knew in my bones that it was a solemn vow, and not a sweet or a kind offering of love at all. Green would make me live if he had to crack the foundations of the world.”
― Amy Lane, Rampant

“I looked at Adrian’s eyes, beautiful, mesmerizing. Not human. I didn’t feel
lonely at all. “You’ll take me places?” I asked. His answer was important, even
though my decision was already made.
“You can’t imagine where we’ll go.” He said, sincerely.”
― Amy Lane, Vulnerable

“Green heard her voice, murmuring,
and Adrian’s, murmuring back. Something inside of him made an actual
glass-cracking noise—and before he could convince himself that that it was
his imagination, Blissa and three of the other nymphs danced through the
hallway and into the living room.
“We heard that.” Blissa said, sweetly.
“Heard what?” He asked, genuinely surprised.
“Heard your heart breaking.” Said Grace.”
― Amy Lane

“I blew through her like baby’s breath through a dandelion, and my soul
left its mark on hers. Forever. In one night, I’d bound her too me for as long
as she lived, and I had no words to tell her.

When I woke the next night, to see her there, above me, the relief radiating
from every line of her body, I thought it was more of a miracle than my
first rising.”
― Amy Lane, Vulnerable

“I didn't have time to tell Bracken to care for her. I didn't have time to tell Arturo that I knew why he was hard on me, and it was okay. I didn't have time to tell Green that he was the sun and the moon and the stars. The Goddess gave me just enough time to feel her pain, to let her know I loved her. I had just long enough to say goodbye.”
― Amy Lane, Vulnerable

“He leaned forward then and put his face in the crook of my neck, so he could smell the warmth rising from it. His nose touched my skin, just enough to make me shiver.

When he spoke again, it was right next to my ear, and his voice was deep, and his breath moved the fine hairs on my ear, starting a vibration deep within my eardrum. “But that smell, right there,” He murmured, “That smell is all you. I love that smell too. I want to wear that smell on my skin and roll around in it. I want to live in that smell alone."
--Wounded
(Bracken to Cory)”
― Amy Lane

“If she could only find a well-educated, Shakespeare-quoting bad boy who still had a thing for sexy tatoos and maybe a mild leather fetish, she might at least have a shot at avoiding her probable future as a crazy old cat lady.”
― Kendra Leigh Castle, Dark Awakening

“Poe, you wiener, get your ass over here!"
"Shut Up! I ain't a wiener!"
Broken, adolescent male laughter echoed through the night air, and if I hadn't been so damned mad, I'd have laughed too. Something about hearing a group of idiotic pubescent fifteen-year-old boys say wiener just cracked me up.”
― Elle Jasper, Afterlight

“Mine,” he whispered against my mouth. He kissed me again. “You are mine.”
In the shadows I stared into the eyes of a vampire, grazed his mouth with my finger. “No, you‟re mine.”
― Elle Jasper, Afterlight

“There comes a point when you just love someone. Not because they're good, or bad, or anything really. You just love them. It doesn't mean you'll be together forever. It doesn't mean you won't hurt each other. It just mean you love them. Sometimes in spite of who they are, and sometimes because of who they are. And you know that they love you, sometimes because of who you are, and sometimes in spite of it.”
― Laurell K. Hamilton, Incubus Dreams