Rugby Rules Quotes & Sayings

As if your ego needs any more stroking. If it took form right now it'd be a giant hard on. — Amy Andrews

It's been a long time," he murmured, prowling towards her, drawing to a halt just out of reaching distance.

Not long enough.

Not nearly long enough as the incredible mix of soap, deodorant, and cologne he wore so well had her body responding like he was an original glazed Krispy Kreme.

Still warm from the oven.

Dear God...he did still smell good enough to eat. — Amy Andrews

League is much, much more physical than Union, and that's before anyone starts breaking the rules. — Adrian Hadley

Satire is at once the most agreeable and most dangerous of mental qualities. It always pleases when it is refined, but we always fear those who use it too much; yet satire should be allowed when unmixed with spite, and when the person satirized can join in the satire. — Francois De La Rochefoucauld

The gym exposes deficiencies in our bodies' strength and stamina - and appearance. You can wear all kinds of daytime clothes that hide or minimize aspects of your body that you would like to be less visible to the eye. But in the gym, you cannot hide them. There you and your coach (and unfortunately everyone around you) can see where you bulge where you shouldn't. It's an incentive to get to work. And so this metaphor tells us that when life is going along just fine, the flaws in our character can be masked and hidden from others and from ourselves. But when troubles and difficulties hit, we are suddenly in "God's gymnasium" - we are exposed. Our inner anxieties, our hair-trigger temper, our unrealistic regard of our own talents, our tendency to lie or shade the truth, our lack of self-discipline - all of these things come out. — Timothy J. Keller

If you think I haven't been fantasising about your mouth around my cock, then you're crazy — Amy Andrews

Better than an orgasm? Clearly the woman was having lousy orgasms. — Amy Andrews

I'll wash. Looks like brute strength is required."

Matilda wasn't about to argue. Might as well put those ridiculous muscles to good use. "I doubt I could write them into submission somehow."

"No," Tanner agreed, heading to the sink and flicking on the taps, intent on filling the industrial size sink and agitating the water as he squirted in some detergent. "You could, however, write about how I heroically and uncomplainingly scrubbed pots for hours while being witty and charming all at the service of some of the city's less fortunate."

"You want me to add in how woodland animals came in from the alley to befriend you? — Amy Andrews

A saint? Tanner Stone was the anti-Christ. — Amy Andrews

You've shaped me into this woman I never wanted to be. There are bits of myself I don't even like. — Amy Andrews

Tanner Stone was way too sure of himself. Too many women had been letting him have it all his own way. — Amy Andrews

I would have walked on the waterBut I wasn't fully insured.And the BMA sent a writ my wayWith the very first leper I cured. — Adrian Mitchell

Listening and showing you are there for someone is often more important than trying to find a "fix" for a problem. I wish there were more people who practice this. — Auliq Ice

She shut her eyes to block out the image. This was all kinds of madness. "Tanner."

Matilda opened her eyes at the sound of her voice. It was deep and ragged, almost a growl. Maybe a plea.

"Tanner, what?" he asked, his voice as husky as hers as he flicked his gaze to her face. "Tanner, stop? Tanner, leave?" He slid a hand low on her stomach, the muscles beneath tensing in anticipation. "Tanner touch me?"

A lazy finger stroked the skin just above the waist band of her boxers, the sensation coursing white hot need straight between her legs. — Amy Andrews

In south west Lancashire, babies don't toddle, they side-step. Queuing women talk of 'nipping round the blindside'. Rugby league provides our cultural adrenalin. It's a physical manifestation of our rules of life, comradeship, honest endeavour, and a staunch, often ponderous allegiance to fair play. — Colin Welland

Not even an advancing All Blacks haka could have dragged him away from the swing of her ass — Amy Andrews

I like this skirt. Makes a guy wonder just how to get a girl out of it. — Amy Andrews

How dare he look so freaking smug like he'd just ticked an item off a sex list? Going down on Matilda. Check. — Amy Andrews

This was screwing. One hundred percent pissed-off, nail-raking, neck-biting, wall-fucking screwing. — Amy Andrews

I tackle guys three times your size for a living. I can handle whatever you throw at me. — Amy Andrews

Love and learning are similar in that they can never be wasted. — Hope Jahren

William had played [rugby] at Eton when it first became popular, and now he only spoke of it in a reverent tone he normally saved only for women and rifles. . . . .
[in contrast] Cricket had rules: one was not allowed to stamp on the head of another player and pass it off as enthusiasm. — Natasha Pulley

You treated me like a fool and you played with my heart, like it was one of your damn footballs. — Amy Andrews

I crossed the room at a run, barreled through the door to take the stairs, and crashed into Ranger. We lost balance and rolled tangled together to the fourth-floor landing. We lay there for a moment, stunned and breathless. Ranger was flat on his back, and I was on top of him. — Janet Evanovich

I believe in me, in my view of the world. I believe in my responsibility for my own destiny, guilt for my own sins, merit for my own good deeds, determination of my own life. I don't believe in miracles, I believe in hard work. — Philippa Gregory