People snare when I tell them that I’m an emotional prostitute. But after my rebuttal, they begin to realize that they are one too. Like me, they have pimped their emotions for the affections of another. Like me, they’ve gone through life tormented by the idea of living a happily ever after, not realizing that the ever after isn’t so happy.
Beatrice McClearnTags: love romance novel romantic-suspense
I haven't always been a patient man...but something tells me you'd be worth the wait.
Sam LangleyTags: romantic-suspense women-s-fiction cozy-mystery co-workers-in-love
Never run after a man or a bus, there's always another one in five minutes.
Cherry AdairTags: humor military romantic-suspense
I play to win and if it looks like I've lost, its only because its not over yet.
Kiera DellacroixTags: conspiracy mystery romantic-suspense action-adventure
The best part of falling in love is the mystery and excitement of not knowing. The worst part of falling in love is the mystery and agony of not knowing.
Gayle HayesTags: romantic-suspense
We are only victims if we allow ourselves to be.
McCartney GreenTags: inspirational romance drama sexy romantic-suspense action-adventure gritty
She knew with chilling and absolute certainty she was next.
Alexa GraceTags: thriller crime-fiction romance-novels romantic-suspense crime-thriller
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.
Tags: urban-fantasy romantic-suspense pnr psychic offspring
Something was in her mouth. Sami's tongue slid along the edges of something plastic. Flat, low ridges, holes-an adjustable strap. A baseball cap?
Another taste. Hair spray. Gross.
Someone had stuffed her baseball cap in her mouth, and from the feel of it they had taped it in place. Her arms were tied behind her and she lay face down on the floor-of what? Her car. The carpeting scraped her cheek every time they hit a bump.
Panic flooded Sami's senses. She came instantly awake. Inhaling deeply through her nose, she willed herself to calm down. Her working motto flashed through her brain, panic never accomplished anything. Of course she had never been kidnapped and tied up before.
In the dim light of passing cars, she glimpsed things-paper gum wrappers, an old straw, one whopper wrapper, a CD cover.
That's where Sting went. Been looking for that for days. Man did she need to vacuum this car out.
A metallic scent hit her nose. She'd recognize that smell until the day she died. Blood. And by the odor, someone had lost a great deal of it.
Tags: fbi romantic-suspense nurse suzanne-ferrell
In my experience there are only a handful of reasons for murder....Jealousy, vengeance, greed, fear and pleasure....Some killers enjoy the kill....For them it is a great game, and for the most part they are the ones I hunt.
Amanda QuickTags: paranormal-romance historical-romance romantic-suspense
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