Pride & Passion Quotes

“Everywhere you are, I will be. Everywhere you go, I will
go. I will follow you into your dreams, stay while you sleep,
watch while you eat.”
That sinful bottom lip touched hers, then played with it,
brushing it, tugging on it, parting her mouth as if he had all
the time in the world to play and coax. “I will be the very air
you breathe.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Pride & Passion

“A friend. A companion. A beautiful, passionate lover to spend the days and nights with. A woman to carry my children, a partner to share the triumphs and failures. A woman I can share my dreams with, and who will share hers with me. A woman who I can comfort and hold in times of need, and who will hold me when I am weak , and sorrowful, and in need of the sort of succor only a wife can give her husband. A woman who I so desperately want to make love to. You, Lucy, you are that woman.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Pride & Passion

“I’ll come back to you,” he whispered, not meaning to say it out loud. “And I will ravish you over breakfast, and I will never leave you alone another night of my life.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Pride & Passion

“No, by God, you’ve accused me of coldness, but how
can you, when you can feel how hot my body is against
yours? You’ve said I have none of the red-blooded passion
of my sex, but you don’t know. You,” he gasped, pressing
against her with a hard thrust of his hips, “you will know it—
the depth of my passion. But you will.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Pride & Passion

“Go to hell," she snapped, hating how he made her lose her cool elegance.
"Already been, my dear. The service was not up to my standards."

Elizabeth and Iain.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Pride & Passion

“The power of a kiss is a heady pleasure, one that teases the mind, warms the heart, lifts the soul and tempts the body.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Pride & Passion

“Pearls, because your skin is as smooth and luminescent as one, and because the first time my lips caressed your throat I thought your flesh as opulent and lush
as one. Gold,” he whispered, moving closer, “because it reminded me of how your hair looked in the dying
candlelight, how it burned and glistened, and how badly I want to lie in bed, in our chamber, and watch you at your dressing table, unpinning it for me. I will have that, Lucy, the
rights of a husband to enter his wife’s room, to see her at her toilette, to watch what no other man will ever be
granted. You do understand that? That I won’t settle for less?”
“You have made your line in the sand very clear.”
He grinned. “You can cross it anytime you wish, you know. You might even like it on my side.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Pride & Passion

“I wasn’t drunk,” Alynwick grumbled. “I tchin’ for a fight, aye, but no’ drunk.”
“Careful,” Black said with some amusement, “your cultured English accent is giving way to your heathen Highland one.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Pride & Passion

“Clasping her to him, he hugged her for a long while and she felt his guilt and fear subside. “Do you want to see something very special—something magical?”
Giggling she whispered, “You already showed me that this morning.”
He swatted her bottom. “Minx! Not that!”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Pride & Passion

“My dearest Lucy,” he said, his gaze never wavering from hers, “I would die for you.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Pride & Passion

“How will I accomplish such a thing?” he said, and her
lashes fluttered closed as his bottom lip scraped gently up
the curve of her chin. “I’ll be everywhere you are. Your very
shadow.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Pride & Passion

“She saw him as a boy, standing in the kitchen, his clothes tattered and torn, his dark hair in need of a cut and taming. In his dirty hands he held out the bed to her, his only words,
“For you.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Pride & Passion

“BEYOND THE MIST, the darkness and shadow, he waits, reaching out through a veil of gossamer threads—‘your
future,’ he whispers, ‘your destiny’.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Pride & Passion

“Affection! Her father's thick mutton chops twitched in irritation. Good God child, are we back to that? Those fairy tale thoughts were amusing when you were twelve, now they are downright mortifying. Marriage is an institution--
Rather like one of those asylums for lunatics, she mumbled, unable to help herself.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Pride & Passion