St Claire Quotes & Sayings

The home team: my dearest, most patient, most beloved husband, Rich, who does everything so that I can do — Roxanne St. Claire

I'm Julia Malone and nobody has the patent on me! — Katie St. Claire

The world is only as small as your mind makes it. — Katie St. Claire

Do you have everything you need?
No. She needed blinders to keep from staring at him, and a box of tissue to wipe the drool. Throw in some steel armour for her heart and a fail-safe chastity belt, and then she'd be good to go. — Roxanne St. Claire

But I don't want to just believe it, I want it to be true. — Audrey Niffenegger

The people you love and the people who love you, no matter how piss-poor a job they do of showing it, are all you have in this life. — Roxanne St. Claire

Deep, dark secrets always hurt to share. That's why we keep them in the deep dark. — Roxanne St. Claire

He brushes my cheek, wiping a tear.
"From the soul or whatever indefinable part of you makes you Annie. I like that part." The pad of his thumb circles my cheekbone, and I can't take my eyes off his. — Roxanne St. Claire

Yes you are pretty, and when you pictured perfect, you came damn close, but the part of you I like the most is inside. — Roxanne St. Claire

She managed to clear her throat. I'm sure this is impossible for you to comprehend, Deuce, but somehow, some way, without formal therapy or controlled substances, every single resident in the town of Rockingham, Massachusetts, has managed to survive your long absence. Every. Single. One. — Roxanne St. Claire

The invitation to Miss Myra St. Claire's bobbing party spent the morning in his coat pocket, where it had an intense physical affair with a dusty piece of peanut brittle. — F Scott Fitzgerald

Money doesn't make you happy," Mom insists, whipping carrots and lettuce out of the cart. "Money doesn't make you laugh when you're lonely, or make you full of contentment on Christmas morning. — Roxanne St. Claire

When you're scared of something, you need to face it, even experience it, regularly. Then it loses all its power over you. — Roxanne St. Claire

Brandon pulled on her hair, tipping her head back and terminating the kiss. His breath rasped in harmony with hers. He nudged her mouth with his, caught her lips again, then turned his head and rubbed his cheek against hers. "I want you to forget I said this," he whispered as he increased the pressure on the back of her scalp and urged her forehead to his shoulder. "I don't even know what I mean by it."

His mouth dusted over the crown of her head. "But I think I need you, Natalya."

Her breath caught, the sudden overflow of emotion bringing unbidden moisture to her eyes. He'd reached right in and pulled the words out of her very soul. If anyone needed the other, she needed him. Needed the way he made it impossible to hide. — Tori St. Claire

There's no question about it. Beaumarie St. Claire and I, we created Irish DreamTime after GoldenEye hit. We made movies like Thomas Crown and The Matador. And in between my stints as James Bond, I'd go off and I'd do something like The Matador or Tailor of Panama, which was spy related, just so I could shake it up. It's a genre which really appeals to me. — Pierce Brosnan

Your worth is determined by you, not the judgmental measuring cups of a fickle world. — Katie St. Claire

Because Lang was her fantasy on steroids and she wanted him. Bad. — Roxanne St. Claire

I'd been kissed before. Many times. There were awkward and sloppy kisses, those tension-fraught moments of fumbling intensity as a teenager. There were more skilled kisses, passionate and intentional. There were kisses that stole my breath, kisses that merged seamlessly with the shedding of clothes and the joining of bodies. But never, before this moment, had there ever been a kiss that stole my will to pull away, that devoured my capacity for thought, that removed my ability to resist, to feel anything but the kiss. — Jasinda Wilder

Yes, St. Claire. I like you. But I can't say it aloud, because he's my friend. And friends don't let other friends make drunken declarations and expect them to act upon them the next day — Stephanie Perkins

They were looking for housekeepers and cooks, and I was dying to get out of Australia and see the rest of the world. It's a Sagittarius thing, you know. We just move on and on, like tumbleweeds. — Roxanne St. Claire

So who has more at stake? A young man trying to get laid with the least amount of white water before he ships off to his next assignment and has nothing but a memory of a nice month on the beach, or a family that desperately needs and wants old heartaches to disappear? — Roxanne St. Claire

I don't want to be known for winning the game, I want to be remembered for how I played it." Abbie St. Claire — Abbie St. Claire

I didn't mean for any of this to happen."
"Any of what?"
"Any of that." He pointed at the bed, as I had. "That was something ... beautiful. Something miraculous and incredible. I never expected that. I never expected to fall for you, Kyrie St. Claire. But I have. — Jasinda Wilder

Souls don't bleed. Light and darkness pour through the cracks until the vessel is empty. — Katie St. Claire

With exotic settings, sensual conflict, and an intriguing hint of Italian history, Katherine Bone's contemporary debut captivated me!"

Roxanne St. Claire, New York Times bestselling author — Katherine Bone

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Because if there is one simple, single lesson I can impart to you, it's this: Don't waste time, because you don't have any time to waste. — Roxanne St. Claire

I won't ridicule you." He walked up to the window. "Want a Coke?'
"Cherry slurpe."
He rolled his eyes. "And you make fun of me."
"See? Ridicule because I want a slurpy."
"Vivi, you're thrity-one years old."
"Right. So make it a vodka slurpy and meet me at that table. — Roxanne St. Claire

You're suffocating me! I hate you! Hate! — Roxanne St. Claire

Once a year, take her somewhere she's never been. Once a month, do something new that melts her in the sack. Once a week, stop everything and just listen to her. Once a day, catch her doing one thing you love. Once an hour, kiss her on the mouth. And every minute of every day, be grateful that you got her. — Roxanne St. Claire

Great, Yoda wrote the directions. — Roxanne St. Claire

Of all the other housekeepers to be assigned to the same floor, she had to get Tori. As you know, I go by Amanda Lockhart now. — Roxanne St. Claire

Hope is your torch in the darkest hour. — Katie St. Claire

No one has the patent on you. — Katie St. Claire

Special Assistant Agent in Charge
Lang."
He nearly smiled at the title she knew she'd botched again.
"Just 'Mr Lang' is fine. — Roxanne St. Claire

Collies, coffee and, murder most foul! — Stella St. Claire

Mandy Mitchell's up to her elbows in someone else's shit." Of all the other housekeepers to be assigned to the same floor, she had to get Tori. "As you know, I go by Amanda Lockhart now." "Ah, you'll — Roxanne St. Claire

I reached for a pair of my own, intrigued. "Why not? Did the ancient Gaels not wear undergarments?" Frank leered. "You've never heard that old song about what a Scotsman wears beneath his kilts?" "Presumably not gents' knee-length step-ins," I said dryly. "Perhaps I'll go out in search of a local kilt-wearer whilst you're cavorting with vicars and ask him." "Well, do try not to get arrested, Claire. The dean of St. Giles College wouldn't like it at all." In — Diana Gabaldon

The rules didn't say whose clothes we had to wear," she whispered. "And it was the closest thing to you in that empty bed. — Roxanne St. Claire

Hey what's your name"
"Candi." She's hesitant, like that beaten dog Jade mentioned. "Candi Woodward."
"I'm Ayla Monroe."
She laughs uneasily. "I know."
"Out, Candi Cane," Jane orders. — Roxanne St. Claire