Romantic Fantasy Quotes & Sayings

At first, I thought it was only your body I wanted. But something about you has made me greedy as hell. I want everything. Your love. Your mind. Your secrets. Your soul. — Kerrelyn Sparks

Elvis is in the kitchen and he's making eggs Benedict! — Kathy Bryson

The warlord pierces me with a hard stare. "We can do this the easy way, or the hard way."
"Or no way, " I retort. — Amanda Bouchet

I am Alvarr sen Danyd, and I call you in Teganne's name. I need you. Come! — Cate Rowan

This was going to be worse than the time I table danced in the diner in high school! — Kathy Bryson

Hades, Hera, and Hestia!" Flynn curses, pointing up.
"What in the Underworld is that?"
"A She-Dragon." Everyone turns to me, and as much as I love having four handsome men gape at me in stupefaction, right now, I could do without. — Amanda Bouchet

The real Alvarr sidled up next to her and breathed in her ear. "May I have this..."
"No." She stepped away. Could this get any more embarrassing?
"Alvarr..." Thoren began.
"I'm a wonderful dancer," Alvarr said with a grin, taking Jillian's hand. "Light as a feather."
"I'm more like cement," she muttered... — Cate Rowan

You're not safe with me."
He cut me off, seeming to growl. "I don't want to be safe. I want to be with you. You can't do this alone. — S.G. Holster

Brahma and Airavata
Long ago in lands of golden sand
Brahma turned to Saraswati
and gently kissed her inked hand ... — Muse

But for a long time, and probably far too long, I had a secret wish: the adolescently romantic idea that there was someone out there for me; someone I hadn't met yet who would ask me on a date and make sense of my life. I harbored the hope, I'm now embarrassed to admit, that like a girl in a Lifetime movie, I would look into someone's eyes and find a reflection of my inner life. But sometime between my teenage years and the first years in New York, that idea had pretty well evaporated. I'd grown up. — Diane Meier

Fuck the weather forecasters and their predictions. With magic, he'd just turned their Doppler radar upside down.
Sapphire Phelan (Being Familiar With a Witch) — Sapphire Phelan

I'm now more about romantic beauty. The dominatrix thing is over. You never look as good in person as you do in 'Maxim,' but it's fun. It's all like a fantasy. — Julianna Guill

Maybe love was a myth anyhow, a brew of hormones and fantasy, evolution's way of getting men and women together long enough for them to procreate,back in the day when girls got pregnant at twelve, were pregnant or nursing for the next twenty years, and were dead of the plague by forty. — Jennifer Weiner

As she removed the key, he stood close enough that she felt his breath on her ear. "Do you have something of value in there, or are you making certain I know you have a lock? — Cate Rowan

I'm told my SF is of the hard variety and my Fantasy is romantic but hopefully all the characters are strong and the plots are lively. — Sarah Zettel

Shei'tani ... wilt thou swim with thy beloved in a river of dreams? — C.L. Wilson

He sat beside her. "What sort of things did you dream of?"
"Oh, what most young girls do, I imagine. Fey tales. True love." She gave a small, self-conscious laugh. "You. — C.L. Wilson

She knows what she wants but won't compromise herself to get it. But she's feminine, like "Steel Magnolia"
flowery on the outside, steel on the inside. She uses this very femininity to her own advantage. It isn't that she takes undue advantage of men, because she plays fair. She has one thing the nice girl doesn't: a presence of mind because she isn't swept away by a romantic fantasy. This presence of mind enables her to wield her power when it is necessary. — Sherry Argov

What in the Haven's name just happened?"
Dazed and still trembling from the overload to her senses, Ellysetta floated in Rain's arms, her limp body draped across his, incapable of autonomous movement. She could barely think straight, let alone summon the strength to actually move.
Rain's chest rippled as he dragged in a shuddering breath. "I don't know." His voice came out hoarse, raspy. He swallowed, then tilted his chin against his chest to glance at her. A grin twitched at the corners of his mouth. "But I hope it happens again. — C.L. Wilson

Wells is teaching us to think. Burroughs and his lesser imitators are teaching us not to think. Of course, Burroughs is teaching us to wonder. The sense of wonder is in essence a religious state, blanketing out criticism. Wells was always a critic, even in his most wondrous and romantic tales.

And there, I believe, the two poles of modern fantasy stand defined. At one pole wait Wells and his honorable predecessors such as Swift; at the other, Burroughs and the commercial producers, such as Otis Adelbart Kline, and the weirdies, and horror merchants such as H.P. Lovecraft, and so all the way past Tolkien to today's non-stop fantasy worlders. Mary Shelley stands somewhere at the equator of this metaphor. — Brian W. Aldiss

Humans were made for love and beauty; their vulnerability was what made them feel on the deepest level and what could also crush their will to live. — Juliette Cross

All relationships have ups and downs. Romantic fantasy often nurtures the belief that difficulties and down times are an indication of a lack of love rather than part of the process. In actuality, true love thrives of the difficulties. The foundation of such love is the assumption that we want to grow and expand, to become more fully ourselves. There is no change that does not bring with it a feeling of challenge and loss. When we experience true love it may feel as though our lives are in danger; we may feel threatened. — Bell Hooks

I have such a rich fantasy life, I can't help it. I do make up a lot of romantic stories in my head. — Mindy Kaling

But it is cute. It's such a boy thing to do.
Drop dead.
Aw, you say the most romantic things. — Eliezer Yudkowsky

She glanced down and gasped, and her arms slapped into place to cover all her most interesting bits. He grinned. The robe and gown were sheer and he had not spun undergarments.
She scowled. "This is not what I would call being 'very, very good.'"
"That is a matter of perspective, shei'tani. From where I'm standing, it looks very, very good indeed. — C.L. Wilson

I don't know who those other people are and what they did to you, but I'm not one of them," I whispered, on the verge of tears. (Molly)
"You are. You just don't know yet." (Victor) — A.B. Whelan

See? Instead of thinking of a way to help my people, all I can think of is the smell of your hair and that small dimple on your cheek when you smile. (Victor) — A.B. Whelan

Acting is not about anything romantic, not even fantasy, although you do create fantasy. — James Earl Jones

I define science fiction as the art of the possible. Fantasy is the art of the impossible. Science fiction, again, is the history of ideas, and they're always ideas that work themselves out and become real and happen in the world. And fantasy comes along and says, 'We're going to break all the laws of physics.' ... Most people don't realize it, but the series of films which have made more money than any other series of films in the history of the universe is the James Bond series. They're all science fiction, too - romantic, adventurous, frivolous, fantastic science fiction! — Ray Bradbury

I will never let you go, and I will never leave you. I would defy creatures, and Gods, and terrible, brutal queens to keep you safe and by my side. I would move Mount Olympus itself to hold you in my arms and feel your heart beat against mine. You are my soul, and yes, I will fight for you and protect you until my dying breath. — Amanda Bouchet

Banks frown when employees torch the home of their principal account holder. — Kathy Bryson

Oh, Ellie, you look beautiful. Like a Fey-tale princess. — C.L. Wilson

In the end, Astrid couldn't do anything about my . . . turning into light, but she made a prediction. She said the sun would help me and I would be cured thanks to its efforts.'
'The sun?'
'Yes. It was the symbol I drew from among the runes. Astrid says it represents . . .'
'What?' he said, looking at me curiously, and I could see that he really wanted to hear the answer.
I became embarrassed.
'It's not important . . .' I muttered.
'Please tell me!' He turned fully towards me and I could feel myself blushing pink.
'The . . . man in my life.'
I was done for. My heart was beating heavily but Elijah, for the first time since I had awoken, smiled. I was incredibly ashamed of myself, so I made to go back to the house, but the Dark Angel grabbed my wrist. — A.O. Esther

Come now, please continue. I'd like to kiss you before my feet disintegrate. — Cate Rowan

Because I know it in my bones. You are the only female I desire, the only water that will quench my thirst, the only sun that will warm my skin, the only lips that were made for mine. — Dannika Dark

She seemed like the kind of woman who would fall in love with the sky. — Nenia Campbell

Master Fellows surprised Ellysetta with an unexpected compliment. "You have a natural regal grace, my lady, and it has been the greatest of pleasures to teach you. Just remember, while some part of you may always be Ellie, the woodcarver's daughter, you are also Lady Ellysetta, the Tairen Soul's queen." He bowed and kissed her hand. "At the palace tonight, let Ellysetta reign. — C.L. Wilson

I've worked with freshmen that were easier than this. — Kathy Bryson

All too often, "falling in love" with the fantasy of romantic love becomes the aphrodisiac, rather than learning to love the real person and in real conditions of existence. — Chrys Ingraham

Your embrace feels like slipping the key in the front door. — LeAnne Mechelle

The dragon marking rested, his fangs concealed and his eyes shut.
"Your dragon is pleased," she said.
"Indeed, he is. — Susan Scott

To a man standing on the eve of battle, even false hope is better than none. — C.L. Wilson

When was the last time she'd actually had a relationship based on reality, instead of some completely invented fantasy she'd written in her head? In her stupid, silly, romantic head. — Harriet Evans

There's not a Fey warrior born who does not dream of finding his truemate, so at night, after my parents went to bed, I would sneak out of the shellaba and lie beneath the stars and ask the gods if they could somehow find a way to give a tairen a truemate. — C.L. Wilson

He searched her eyes, and there it was. A sense of time slowing down. A world melting away with only two souls remaining. An eternity of longing. Bittersweet and desperate.
Couldn't she feel it, too? — Kerrelyn Sparks

Pain is life. Pain is life. Pain is life. — C.L. Wilson

Maybe I'll trust him to fight my monsters while I sleep. Maybe I don't have a choice.
His voice is fierce in my ear. "You're mine now, Cat. Don't you dare die on me. — Amanda Bouchet

She doesn't need the pack. She doesn't need me."
I shot to my feet. "That's not true," I said hotly.
He tilted his head a little, his eyes meeting mine. His eyes softened. "I misspoke," he said in a steady voice. "She doesn't need me to make sure she has enough food or a place to live-that is my privilege, but she doesn't need me to do that. She doesn't need me to keep her safe or to make her a whole person. She doesn't need me to do anything except love her. Which I do. — Patricia Briggs

'I have nothing to offer you but a lifetime's worth of failures and misfortune,' Sergio said with damp eyes,
'but they are yours if you want them.'
And for some reason buried deep in the incomprehensible mystery that is woman, she did want them. Very much. — Josh Wagner

He raised her hand to his lips and kissed it, a tender gesture that made her heart melt. Come. Let us dance the skies together. — C.L. Wilson

Connections between people were temporary. Selfish. Opportunistic. Designed to perpetuate the species. "Love"
romantic love, anyway
was a fantasy people indulged in because otherwise, life was just too boring to tolerate. — Wendy Wunder

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You tell me the dead are coming through a crack in my barn, but I shouldn't worry? — Kathy Bryson

The myth holds us, therefore, not through its romantic flavor, not the remembrance of beauty of some bygone age, not through the possibilities of fantasy, but because it expresses to us something real and existing in ourselves, as it was to those who first stumbled upon the symbols to give them life. — Mark Rothko

I am not normal. I never will be. — Kerrelyn Sparks

Every Fey warrior and shei'dalin born in the Fading Lands learns very early in life that, like it or not - fair or not - there will be many days when they must decide between a bad choice and a worse one. Today is such a day. — C.L. Wilson

What pleasure is there in life without beauty?" Dulcie slid a silken blue fold down so her right hip bone showed, and nodded with approval.
"Beauty won't fill your belly or keep you warm."
Dulcie chuckled. "You might be surprised. — Susan Scott

It's the opposite of the collapse of the fantasy.
It's what happens when the illusion pales in comparison to the truth. I'm seeing her for the first time. Not Ava Garden Wilder, the rags-to-riches granddaughter of Clyde Jones. Not a tragic, romantic heroine.
Just Ava.
And I am utterly in love. — Nina LaCour

I need you to survive, he answered me without speaking, without looking at me. I need to know you survive. — Patricia Briggs

You never know what's coming for ya" from the 2008 American romantic fantasy drama film 'The Curious Case of Benjamin Button', directed by David Fincher. — Unknown

When I was twelve, my sixth-grade English class went on a field trip to see Franco Zeffirelli's film adaptation of Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet. From that moment forward I dreamed that someday I'd meet my own Juliet. I'd marry her and I would love her with the same passion and intensity as Romeo. The fact
that their marriage lasted fewer than three days before they both were dead
didn't seem to affect my fantasy. Even if they had lived, I don't think their
relationship could have survived. Let's face it, being that emotionally aflame, sexually charged, and transcendentally eloquent every single second can really start to grate on a person's nerves. However, if I could find someone to love just a fraction of the way that Montague loved his Capulet, then marrying her would be worth it. — Annabelle Gurwitch

Perhaps great fiction is in reality, deep hidden truths. — S.G. Savage

Snow-crested peaks thrust up far ahead, blazing white and fierce in the late afternoon sun. He measured the sun's height. "There are cotters in the next valley who'll provide beds for the night and a tasty meal."
Jilian nodded. "Good, my butt will appreciate a rest. Dang, I wasn't going to admit that," she added sheepishly.
He shot her a sideways glance and found himself smiling again. This time it didn't feel as rusty. — Cate Rowan

I have never written a book that I wouldn't want to read. The trouble is, I love to read horror, sf, fantasy, mysteries, hero pulps - romantic fiction, in the original, traditional meaning of that term, as opposed to mimetic fiction. But most of all, I love thrillers. — F. Paul Wilson

Lord Hawksheart said we should stay together," she reminded him. ' Do not leave your mate's side,' he said. 'You hold each other to the Light,' he said. And he said we could only defeat the Darkness together."
"He said many things. Most of which I don't trust."
The safest place for me is at your side. Whatever happens, we face it together."
His eyes closed and he nodded. "Doreh Shabeila de." So shall it be. — C.L. Wilson

Any romantic feelings for a 12-year-old are like entering into a fantasy world. — Wes Anderson

Is that romantic fantasy real? Um, after kids, no. Take the kids away, I don't know. Depends. — Robin Wright

I roll my eyes. "Oh, the woe of being adored."
Beta Sinta grins. "It's a hard life. — Amanda Bouchet

If honor were reserved only for those who never err, none of us would be worthy, Rain answered. — C.L. Wilson

What am I to you?'
Sophiel smiled.
'The sun. You are my sun, like Astrid said. My sun, that lights up my life. That looks after me with its fiery rays. I only have to turn towards it for it to set fire to my heart. — A.O. Esther

Jasmine hurried along the Grand Canal, dodging a group of diehard revelers, glancing back over her shoulder for the hundredth time. She couldn't see Gabe Cannon anywhere.
Her teenage fantasy man was hunting her brother. She sure hadn't seen that coming. Freaking surreal.
He looked just as good as when she'd first met him at that airport and had fallen instantly in love over pizza and chips. One of those unavoidable pitfalls of life, really. He'd been more handsome than any of her pop idols, and her teenage emotions had been just begging for an outlet.
She cringed in embarrassment when she thought of all the melodramatic drivel she'd written about him in her high school diary. — Dana Marton

If I release you, you won't scream? I'd rather not continue the conversation like this."
She shook her head, and he freed her. She scrambled away from him, feeling the grooves of the headboard bite into her back when she slammed into it.
He sat back on her bed, his hands on his jean-clad thighs. The hair at his neck curled from dampness. "You don't have to be afraid of me."
She almost laughed. "A stranger breaks in, and I'm supposed to be cool with that?"
"Amy, we're not strangers. — Jaime Rush

Never promise things you can't deliver," I whisper.
"I can try," he whispers back, and I hate myself because I smile. — Amanda Bouchet

Make a decision, and don't turn back."
"What if it's wrong?"
"I don't know." He winks at me over his shoulder. "It's never happened. — Amanda Bouchet

It is said that years ago a skilled mage, perhaps the most gifted our world has known, chose the dark arts. His outlook became twisted, and the things and people touching his life became twisted as well. He knew that a mage and Source, linked by partnership, could wield much greater power than he could by himself. He also knew that if he linked with a Source, he might not be able to fully control that partnership. He thought it best, therefore, to eliminate any possible competition - by annihilating the Sources. — Cate Rowan

She says affection is all very well being imagined, like a romantic fancy, but marriage should be based on practical purposes in order to last longer. — Aya Ling

Unfortunately, there's still a market for rubbish. I picked up a recently written fantasy book at the weekend, and one character said of another: "He will grow wroth." Oh, my God. And the phrase was in a page of similar jaw-breaking, mock-archaic narrative. Belike, i'faith ... this is the language we use to turn high fantasy into third-rate romantic literature. "Yonder lies the palace of my fodder, the king." That's not fantasy - that's just Tolkien reheated until the magic boils away. — Terry Pratchett

I still like to live in a whimsical world that seems more romantic and fantasy-related because real life seems so hard — Taylor Swift

I don't want you to go." She reached up to touch his face and pull him down to her. "I want this, Rain. I want you. — C.L. Wilson

Her thoughts drifted to Tyler Dunn... to the feeling of being held in his arms. Wistfulness curled through her heart and she wished for the freedom to enjoy the attention of a man... to indulge in a lady-like flirtation... to fall in love. Although the wishes weren't new, for the first time, she had someone to weave the fantasy around. She could easily paint a romantic dream of living here with Tyler. But, Lily knew that dreaming about such a life would only make it harder to live with her reality. Yet, she couldn't help imagining him in the pool like this, naked as a newborn babe, yet all man. — Debra Holland

He thinks you were trapped in a tree in the 1920s. How is that not crazy? — Kathy Bryson

Ian Fleming may have been very practical about writing James Bond, but at heart he was a romantic. He ... was tapping directly into a deep wellspring of his own imagination, which he laced with the usual blend of sex, travel, culinary detail and fine living that encapsulated the aspirations of the age, and was absolutely an expression of Fleming himself. He may have dismissed his creation as idle fantasy, but he was entirely serious about the world he had created ... Ian Fleming could not put any clear water between himself and his fiction because he was living his work as he wrote it ... To discover the origins of James Bond one has to begin by exploring the deep streams that fed the well of Fleming's imagination, and his own complicated personality. — Henry Chancellor

His hand trailed down the side of her face, brushing back spiraling tendrils of hair. Come, shei'tani, dance the skiles with your mate. — C.L. Wilson

Romance novels satisfy a very specific fantasy of romantic love that seems to be a powerful part of the female psyche. — Melissa Pritchard

Almost-Sister, you picked a real catch."
"It was I who caught her," Adam said softly. "It took years. — Patricia Briggs

If we truly detach from our childhood and abandon our inherent romanticism, then we shred any bit of humanity left in us. — Evan Meekins

I am not going to ask that old man if his family home is haunted! — Kathy Bryson

His tongue swirls against my skin, and I gasp. His voice rough with passion, he rasps, "You're living fire. I burn. — Amanda Bouchet

I knew I would lose my job when I accidentally set fire to my best friend's house. — Kathy Bryson

When he caught his breath, he regarded her with glowing, half-closed eyes. If I'm very, very good, shei'tani, will you do that again when we're alone? — C.L. Wilson

On the road leading from his ranch to Samantha's, Wyat t drove his surrey up a small hill and caught his breath as the beauty of the large crescent moon dangling just out of reach over the crest A full moon would have been plump with luminescence, yet the pearly surface of the sickle still cast enough light to shadow his surroundings and seemed close enough that once he drove to the top of the hill, he'd be able to touch the bottom horn or at least toss a rope around it. He slackened the reins, slowing the horse, knowing that the higher he climbed, the sooner the illusion of closeness would disappear and he wanted to preserve for a moment the fantasy that the moon was within his grasp.
The stars, by contrast, were distant pricks of diamond light farther out than a man could dream. He sighed. Life as a rancher or as a rancher's wife was not moon and stars easy or romantic. What would put stars in Samantha's eyes? — Debra Holland

Without even thinking about it, she reached out for warmth, reached out for acceptance. She was hurt and as much as she tried to build up the wall of protection and never let anyone in again, Wharick had changed her building capabilities. Wharick had changed her heart. — Madison Thorne Grey

That's the funny thing about guns; even untrained hands can feel powerful using them. But take that gun away and you're left with nothing but a coward whose only skill is how to blindly pull a trigger. — Jennifer Wilson

Hey, when you love a woman, and when she's this crazy in love with you, you've got to do whatever she says, man. — Arby Robbins

Romantic love is pure fantasy. It destroys a woman's common sense; there simply is no place for it within the walls of a rational mind. You're better off eating a plug of chocolate!" Rachel in Small Pleasures: Mya's Story — Darnishia Bolden

Nothing is forever. Except atoms. — Dannika Dark

There are no fates I cannot change, but this fate is one I cannot change without you. You are my strength, Rain. You are the courage I've always lacked."
He gave a choked laugh, and tears glittered in his eyes. "If I am your courage, then why does this idea of yours leave me so frightened? — C.L. Wilson

Don't you get it Cat? You're the key. I knew it the day I laid eyes on you. — Amanda Bouchet

I don't agree with this romantic fantasy that people who suffer from depression are more likely to be artists. I find that I am more creative when I am happy actually. — Sinead O'Connor

Great. He was a hottie, a good kisser, and a literature buff. God really must have had a sense of humor, because if I had to name my biggest turn-on, it was literature. And he had just recommended a book that I didn't know, that wasn't taught in school. If I were single, there would be no better pick-up line. Suddenly, I found myself thinking back to Atonement - you know, the scene in the book where the two main characters have sex in the library? Even though Chloe said doing it against bookshelves would be really uncomfortable (and she'd probably know), it was still a fantasy of mine. Like, what's more romantic than a quiet place full of books? But I shouldn't have been thinking about my library fantasies. Especially while I was staring at Cash. In the middle of a library. — Kody Keplinger