“She tugged on his hair. I ll have you know I m no weakling. He grinned and kissed her forehead. No, it takes a strong woman to kill a truck.”
“She tugged on his hair. I ll have you know I m no weakling. He grinned and kissed her forehead. No, it takes a strong woman to kill a truck.”
“Sin is the monster we love to deny. It can stalk us, bite a slice out of our lives, return again and again, and even as we bleed and hobble, we prefer to believe nothing has happened. In Jesus Christ we are forgiven and empowered to overcome sin...but toying with an animal that is actually toying with us is a sure way to lose part of ourselves.”
“Well why don t you lean over this counter a little more and give me your best kiss, and then I ll tell you if I want you to take me out to dinner.”
“You need time for the grief to heal, for the memories to fade in sharpness, time to adjust your expectation for the future. Be gentle with yourself, you ll make it.”
“What was it? What could it-- His last thought was surprise.”
“Cooper came back down to the darkened room about half an hour after Lucky had freed his hands. The boat was still rocking, the wind was blowing and Sawyer called out, Dude, you can t leave the boat on auto-pilot in this kind of weather. Jesus is not here to take the wheel.”
“Don t quote me on that”
“Where you look you follow so never look back and never look down. This quote is especially useful if you happen to be riding a horse.”
“Alexa s heart jumped and skittered. She was at her favorite star s concert. And he was holding her hand!”
“I write to raise the curtain on life s endless possibilities. Because you asked, Pourquoi?”
“Death. It is a strange stalker, one that we spend our whole lives running from, some more successful than others.”
“He thought that it was all over, finished, done with. Andrew had never yet had reason to observe the first tiny bubble of fermenting yeast, in which was contained an inevitable, alchemical transformation.”
“I ve been thrown into a turbulent triangle, but even though I have deep feelings for Shiray doesn t mean my feelings will disappear for Melanie immediately. Fate has really dealt me a cruel hand of cards.”
“And what if you re trying to knock out another man, she said, sarcastic. There was no expression in his cool blue eyes. Then I kiss him, he said in the calmest of voices. Now you try it.”
“Support Imagination. Read a book.”
“Hot damn, Diego Santero looked fine soaking wet. Everything about him radiated potent masculinity, from the slick, dark hair that drew emphasis to the angles of his cheeks and jaw, to the water beading off his forearms and the soaked black shirt and cargo pants that clung to every curve of muscle and flesh below.”