Quotes About Emotion

As her eyes scanned his face, he feared that she saw everything, right down t the core of him. Where his obsession with her was the strongest. -Butch and Marissa

I miss you.…" He stroked the indentation of the gown where her waist would have been—should have been. "I miss you so much.

V? What? I will die rather than hurt you. ~Vutch moments~

I'm so sorry. I love you. Please forgive me. Can't live without you.

She silenced him with her mouth, then pulled back. You can't change what I think of you. He reached up and brushed her lower lip with his thumb. If you truly knew me, everything you believe would change. Your heart would be the same. And that is what I love.

Nalla blinked and waved his finger and transformed him: Everything stopped as she moved not just his hand, but his heart.

We don't have to talk about Zsadist. That's okay. He's the most interesting part of me.

With that, he looked over his shoulder. Blay's breath shot out of his lungs. Oh... my God, he whispered.

She did nothing to try to control the shakes that rattled her body,and didn't attempt to stop herself from crying. Tears left both of her eyes at the far corners,slipping out and flowing over her temples.Some landed in her ears. Some eased down her neck and were absorbed by the pillow.Others clouded her vision,as if they didn't want to leave home.

Scratch what I said before. I think I am falling in love with you. Right here. Right now.

The smile he gave her was wistful, just a little lift to his mouth. You are a fighter. Yes. Always. And sometimes I'm a whole army.

Fuuuuuuck......No'One....

It...is for me? Aye. So what say you, lover mine.

So if you had the chance . . . even if there was no music and no ballgown, no tuxedo or gala . . . when your true love asked you to dance? It was important to say yes.

if she thought she'd seen his eyes burn before, it was nothing compared to what they were doing now. Frost had never been so hot.

Mary is…different to me. I'm not going to pretend I understand why. All I know is, she's a pounding in my chest that I can't ignore…hell, that I don't want to ignore.

I hate this goddamn cat." "I can tell.

The Brother pulled Craeg to his feet....and embraced him. Good job son. I'm proud of you. Craeg blinked his eyes fast, as if he were tearing up. The he seemed to give up the fight against his emotions by closing his lids, tucking his head and sagging into the Brother's arms. And that, Rhage said in a loud approving voice, is how you do it.

He wanted her nails in his back and her tongue in his mouth and her hips rocking under his until he came so hard he saw stars. Then he wanted to sleep with her in his arms afterward. And wake up and eat and make love again. And talk in the dark about things both stupid and serious— Oh, God. He was bonding with her. The bonding thing was happening.

With all of my black and withered heart, I love you, my female.

This was real life cocoa. The kind you gave someone you loved because you couldn't think of anything else to do and both of you were a mess. It was the kind you stirred while your gut was knotted and your mouth was dry and you were thinking seriously of crying, but you were too much of a male for that kind of display. It was the kind you made with all the love you hadn't expressed and might well not have the voice or the chance to speak of.

Why ever are you here?" she whispered, putting her hands to his face. "Because I love you." In so many ways, that explained nothing … and told her everything she needed to know.

I still think that every time I see you, after I've spent some time away from you. Thank God … he's here. ~ Marissa to Butch

Your past was the same as your skin: with you for life, both the proverbial beauty marks . . . and the scars.