Craving Quotes

“Because I crave you. I crave your lips, your tongue, your body pressed against mine.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“And I was lost. I could never resist a face toucher. I loved the feeling of being so treasured by someone. I wasn’t laboring under any delusions that Talon Steel treasured me, but oh, the touch of his calloused fingers on my bare cheek… I was in heaven, floating on a magical cloud.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“By the time I’m done with you, blue eyes, you are going to be rode hard and put away wet.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“I refused to lose my heart to someone who was incapable of giving me his.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“Her smile… My God, I’d sell my soul to the devil himself just to keep that smile on her face for all time.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“You’re the only thing I’ve ever wanted in my life,” he whispered.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“I don’t understand what it is about you. Right now, I’m hard as a rock just sitting near you. Something in you calls to me, and I’m powerless to resist it.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“Still, my heart always beat just a little bit faster every time Jonah and Ryan Steel came around. Marj laughed at me. They were her brothers, after all, and she had spent most of her youth the target of their merciless”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“Jade”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“I shook my head. Was this guy for real? “As a matter of fact, no, it doesn’t satisfy me. You ordered me a burger, not asking me what I wanted on it or anything. I could be a vegetarian for all you know.” A partial smile curved the left side of his lips upward. “You just said anything was fine. ‘A burger, whatever,’ I believe were your exact words.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“For some reason, Talon Steel paralyzed me. He was perfectly cordial but not friendly. Impenetrable. Like a suit of invisible armor covered him from head to toe.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“Not much of a gentleman, but what did I care? I just wished he’d walk a little slower. I needed a little more time before the dreaded car ride. I followed him to a shiny burgundy Mercedes. The Steels had money. A lot of it. While I went home from college during the summers and did secretarial work for my father’s construction company, Marj took whirlwind tours to Europe and cruises to the Greek Isles.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“My nipples were still tightening against my bra, aching for lips.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“My nipples poked against my bra, and my skin tightened, as if I’d been shrink-wrapped.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“vibrator”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“exciting.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“I helped Marj clear the table and then offered to serve the dessert. I went into the kitchen to fetch the French silk pie from the refrigerator, when the doorbell rang. Marj and the guys were outside and hadn’t heard it. I walked out of the kitchen through the hall to the doorway. Who would be calling on a Sunday evening”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“Hardt’s passion for the written word began with the books her mother read to her at bedtime. She wrote her first story at age six and hasn’t stopped since. In addition to being an award-winning author of romantic fiction, she’s a mother, an attorney, a black belt in Taekwondo, a grammar geek, an appreciator of fine red wine, and a lover of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream. She writes from her home in Colorado,”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“In an instant, Talon jammed his fist into Colin’s cheek. Caught off guard, Colin fell against the wall. Talon grabbed him by the neck and punched him again, this one landing square on Colin’s nose. Blood oozed from his nostrils, while Talon gripped his shoulders and threw him to the floor, kicking his stomach. Colin groaned, covering his nose.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“How exactly was I supposed to bring the subject up? Oh, by the way, I’ve been having a little midnight fuck fest with your brother. Really didn’t think that would go over too well.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“He wasn’t offering me love. He wasn’t even offering friendship. What he was offering was a good old-fashioned fuck with his body that had been carved by artists in heaven.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“Still, my heart always beat just a little bit faster every time Jonah and Ryan Steel came around. Marj laughed at me. They were her brothers, after all, and she had spent most of her youth the target of their merciless teasing. But even she admitted they were nice to look at. Of course they were. Marj looked just like a female version of the two of them. The Steels had definitely been gifted in the area of physical beauty.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“couldn’t believe this. Perhaps Larry didn’t feel what he was doing was unethical, but I sure did. Yes, I got that in a small town the potential for conflict was pretty great, but I had conflict on both sides of this case. “Larry, I’m asking you as a professional. Please don’t make me take this case.” “Jade, I’ve known the Steels since they were kids. I have just as much conflict”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“But to say something, I had to actually have something to say. For some reason, Talon Steel paralyzed me. He was perfectly cordial but not friendly. Impenetrable. Like a suit of invisible armor covered him from head to toe. He had been in the Marines. Most likely he had seen some pretty nasty shit there, stuff I couldn’t even begin to comprehend. He’d been back now for several years. Marj said he had been honorably discharged the summer after we graduated college.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“mother read to her at bedtime. She wrote her first story at age six”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“passion for the written word began with the books her mother read”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“shallow bitch.” I nodded. That was for sure. People who didn’t want to stay and raise their kids shouldn’t have kids. Which was exactly why I would never have kids. I’d be a terrible father. “All in all, she seems pretty well-adjusted.” Marjorie nodded. “Jade’s the best. Best friend a girl could have. She has certainly helped me through”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“Maybe a little. I mean, she was totally humiliated. But she seems okay. I think the relationship just ran out of steam, and neither of them wanted to admit it. I think, in the long run, she’s just as happy that they didn’t get married. She was just really embarrassed that day. I felt so bad for her. I was standing next to her as the maid of honor, waiting to walk down the aisle, and we were waiting… waiting… waiting… The best man, the groomsmen, and the ushers were all there, but no one seemed to know where Colin was. We tried to keep it from Jade for as long as possible, but finally we couldn’t put it off any longer. She was a trouper. She went up and told the congregation that there wouldn’t be a wedding. That Colin hadn’t shown up.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“You want that water, boy?” The boy nodded. It would do no good, but he nodded anyway as he always did. Maybe this would be the one time when they felt sorry enough for him to give him the water. “I’ll give you the water if you cry, boy,” Tattoo said, his eyes glowing beneath his black mask. “Go ahead. Cry for it. Cry like the little pansy you are.” The boy was all cried out. There probably wasn’t enough water in his body to make tears. But that water—that tall, clear glass of water—pulsed like a heartbeat. It was laughing too, ridiculing him, jabbing at him. “You can’t have me. They’ll never let you have me…” The boy closed his eyes, squeezing them together, desperately trying to conjure just one tear, even knowing that he still wouldn’t get the water if he cried. He bore down, clenched all his muscles, trying, trying… “Come on, boy. Just cry for me. Cry one tear, and I’ll let you have the water.” The boy didn’t cry.”
― Helen Hardt, Craving

“This silence is deafening. But to say something, I had to actually have something to say. For some reason, Talon Steel paralyzed me. He was perfectly cordial but not friendly. Impenetrable. Like a suit of invisible armor covered him from head to toe. He had been in the Marines. Most likely he had seen some pretty nasty shit there, stuff I couldn’t even begin to comprehend. He’d been back now for several years. Marj said he had been honorably discharged the summer after we graduated college. Still, who knew what he had experienced?”
― Helen Hardt, Craving