Quotes of: Herring Keyword

Every time I see you, the only thing that is on my mind is "Grab her. Kiss her.

Mom Says No Girlfriend

Lord above, was there a better sight than a woman flush with passion, her skin dewy and pink, her breasts bouncing from the force of his thrusts?

Moonglow

A witch so bold would not flinch, no matter how harsh her punishment might be, though his wish was for her to feel every strike.

The Mark

Her physical beauty had initially caught my attention, but it was her spirit that imprisoned my heart and soul forever. - Jonathan

Mythology: The Wicked

Charity liked brandy. She liked the way it burned her throat while soothing the ache in her heart.

Mr. Wrong

Emma, Emma, Emma," I said, wishing I could somehow teach her to take the smaller blows of life in her stride.

A Map of the World

I wondered about her chicken-and-egg relationship with Dad. Which came first? Her helplessness or his controlling?

North of Beautiful

...only more keenly aware of how her soul starved within her, its wings wasting with the despair of disuse.

The Naming

The usual for me." The usual was a strong infusion of different kinds of Oriental teas, which raised her spirits after her siesta.

Love in the Time of Cholera

The calmness was fracturing, tendrils of fear seeping through her mind like ivy. Once the fear consumed her, she'd run.

Love is Darkness

Fear blossomed within her - not like a flower, but like blood welling from a gunshot wound, spreading throughout her entire body.

Love is Darkness

Jennings is too tough and honest a writer to let anyone off her moral hook, even her hero.

Let Loose the Dogs

The simple trill of her laugh has not declined over the years; if anything it's been buffeted by her endless sorrows and disappointments.

Little Failure

You're not going to die," I told her, lifting my head to look at her. "I'm not done writing songs about you yet.

Linger

The future belongs to Science. More and more she will control the destinies of the nations. Already she has them in her crucible and on her balances.

The Life of Pasteur

I have to say, her blonde bob was amazing. The delicate way it hugged her face and neck. The softness of it...

The Lady Loves to Strip

She learned that an act intended to express love could have nothing to do with it. That her heart and her body were different things.

The Lowland

...and should I die in her care, I would leave smiling because, I will linger in the hills beside her...

Magic in the Backyard

Sadie was full of crap at the best of times, and in an institution where laxatives were traded like cigarettes in jail, that was really saying something.

Say Her Name

Who who whose smell in the air of her room, whose fingerprints all over her friends’ secret places.

The Secret Place

Her vagina feels like home, while her sister’s vagina feels like a hotel room. I should ask for a late checkout.

Sleepwalking is restercise