Military Romantic Thriller Quotes & Sayings

He leaned over, catching her lowered gaze. "I'm the present, Darlin'. — Lindsay McKenna

I don't want you to think about anyone in your past. No now, not ever again. You deserved a hell of a lot more than any of those bastards gave you."
"If it helps," she said with a faint smile, "I killed most of them. — Elle Kennedy

Ugh!" She threw her hands in the air. "No? No? That's your favorite word, isn't it?
"It's a classic," he told her calmly, his composure only succeeding in making her more irate. "So much simpler than, say, 'ain't gonna happen' or 'not a chance in hell. — Julie Ann Walker

Man created language to be understood. It should be normal to understand what people convey to us. Fear, ulterior motives, and closed mindedness are the enemies of understanding. — John Fairclough

Kane..." she hesitated. "I lied to you last night."
His green eyes searched her face. "What did you lie about?"
"When I said... when I said I didn't want to kiss you again." Her breath came out in an unsteady puff. "I lied. — Elle Kennedy

H-h-holy mackeral, he was hotter than a two-dollar pistol. Literally and figuratively. He radiated heat like a blast furnace. And he was straight-up, pantiesonthefloor, legsintheair, haveatmebigboy sssssmokin' sexy. — Julie Ann Walker

She shook her head. "I guess... that begs the question: just how many people have you slept with?"...
"All I can say for sure is the number is more than you can count on your fingers and toes. But less than the population of Miami. — Julie Ann Walker

She rubbed her lips over him, then lifted her head to meet his eyes. "Tell me what you like."
"Everything," he choked out. "I like everything you're doing."
"Tell me," she insisted....
Although it nearly killed him to say it, he mumbled, "Start slow. Make me beg for it. — Elle Kennedy

Is that right?" she murmured. — Katie Reus

The secret to changing your life is in your intentions. Wishing, hoping and goal setting cannot accomplish change without intention. What is needed is a shift from the inert energy of wanting to the active energy of doing and intention. — Wayne Dyer

Something dropped on her shoulder, but even as she screamed, her heart stopping midbeat, the next oncoming branch swept the tarantula away.
Aww! Ick!
She manically brushed her shoulder with her free hand, every inch of her covered in goose bumps.
"When running from people who're trying to kill you," Walker advised as he kept dragging her, "it's better to stay quiet. Generally speaking. — Dana Marton

If you want to stop, tell me now," he said as he ripped open a condom wrapper.
"Stop and I kill you. — Katie Reus

Kane couldn't remember the last time he'd had a real conversation with a female. His chats with women consisted of sentences like "Do you like that, babe?" or "Roll over, I want to screw you from behind. — Elle Kennedy

You sure you can do this?" he asked.
"Does the Tin Man have a sheet-metal dick? — Julie Ann Walker

Coming Home had been made before and Apocalypse Now and Deer Hunter, different kinds of movies. — Oliver Stone

How's this for honesty?" Luke said abruptly. "I want you..."
"I don't have sex with men I've just met," she murmured.
He rested his hands on her hips, the warmth of his touch searing her flesh. "Would you consider making an exception? — Elle Kennedy

I think a band that doesn't have a sense of humor can come up with their own take on whimsy.Kind of lead-footed and ham-handed, but I think just all the better for that. — Michael McKean

You said you wanted Superman. And when Superman comes along, you give him the stink eye."
"I did not."
"Yes you did," Steve said. "If looks could kill, poor Superman would be a goner. — Ute Carbone

Where's the fun in that? — Julie Ann Walker

He is dead, right?"
"Graveyard dead," Bran admitted without a hint of remorse.
"Oh, forgive us," Rick murmured, crossing himself.
"Forgiveness is between him and God," Bran insisted. "It was my job to arrange the meeting."
"Man on Fire," Maddy blurted. — Julie Ann Walker

Perhaps events had their own way of ordering themselves , perhaps beginnings and endings always had coincidences no ordinary person could penetrate. In the flood of time, human beings were no more than flecks of grit, borne along by the flow. — Chan Ho-Kei

She shook her head and said," If there's one thing I've learned in my life, it's that shitty things happen. You can't always stop them. They just happen. And yeah, you can let them destroy you, but what's the point? Might as well learn to deal with all those shitty things and move on."
"Is that what you did?"
"Yes." She paused. "And you will too. You just have to accept your loss and try your best to live out the rest of your life without letting the loss destroy you."
"Easier said than done," he muttered.
She laughed. "Who said life was easy? — Elle Kennedy

She wasn't entirely sure if she was being rescued or kidnapped. — Dana Marton

She glanced at the bathroom door once more, her cheeks growing warm as the glass door slid open and Kane emerged from the steamy shower stall.
Naked.
She swallowed, unable to tear her eyes away from his nude, dripping-wet body. He had the kind of rock-hard physique that would make other women drool. His broad chest tapered to a trim waist, and his legs were thick and dusted with golden hair. He was lean, not bulky, with perfectly sculpted muscles that looked like they'd been carved out of marble. He was hard. Everywhere.
"I'm afraid it's too late for you to join me in the shower," he said in a silky voice. "Though we could still make good use of the bed. — Elle Kennedy

Grant pressed his back against the outside wall of the turquoise and white two-story home he and a team of Miami PD officers were about to storm. On the surface the place fit in perfectly into the upper middle class neighborhood. On the inside, however, it was a fully functioning cocaine lab. — Katie Reus

He'd made a decision today that he wasn't letting her push him out of his life again. — Katie Reus

As he started making a pot of coffee he glanced out his kitchen window and into his neighbor's window and froze. He had the perfect view of his new neighbor. She was beautiful. Scratch that. The word didn't even come close to describing her.

She didn't seem very tall, though it was hard to measure. Her dark wavy hair cascaded down over her shoulders, reaching just below her breasts. Very full breasts. Definitely enough to fill his palms. And the tight tank top she was wearing left very little to the imagination. It was obvious she'd just woken up as she rubbed a hand over her face and reached for the coffee pot. Look away, he ordered himself.

But he was rooted to the spot. — Katie Reus

I've been waiting half an hour for you to wake up." His voice was uneven and raspy.

"Is that right?" she murmured. — Katie Reus

Is it weird that I think it's hot when you boss me around?"
Her gaze snapped up to his, her blue eyes darkening with unmistakable hunger....
"I can take bossing you around to a whole other level if you'd like," she murmured. — Katie Reus

He traced her arched eyebrow. "Every morning when I wake up with you at my side, you're more beautiful than yesterday. — Lindsay McKenna

Religions which have any very strong hold over men's actions have generally some instinctive basis. — Bertrand Russell

I can't see," she whispered. "You're blockin' my view."
And because he didn't want her to know how shaken he was by her nearness, by her touch, he decided to play it cool. Play it smart. Give her exactly what she'd come to expect from him. "Babe" - he turned and flashed her an exaggerated wink - "I am the view. — Julie Ann Walker