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Elizabeth Hoyt Quotes | Quotes said by Elizabeth Hoyt

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #1

    ... one can't live without falling now and again.


  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #2

    Nothing I have will tempt you?” King Herla murmured.

    Lin could only shake her head.

    “Then perhaps I should offer myself,” Herla said as he sank to his knees before her. “Wonderful girl, will you have me as your husband?”

    “Oh, yes,” Lin said.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #3

    As I said, I don’t expect you to understand—”

    “And I don’t,” he cut in. “Ye ask how I can live a life that I know will end with the hangman’s noose. Well, at least I am alive. Ye might as well have climbed inside yer husband’s coffin and let yerself be buried with his corpse.”

    Her hand flashed out before she’d thought about it, the smack against his cheek loud in the little courtyard.

    Silence had her eyes locked with Michael’s, her chest rising and falling swiftly, but she was aware that Bert and Harry had looked up. Even Mary and Lad had paused in their play.

    Without taking his gaze from hers, Michael reached out and grasped her hand. He raised her hand to his lips and softly kissed the center of her palm.

    He looked at her, her hand still at his lips. “Don’t take to yer grave afore yer time, Silence, m’love.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #4

    At her gesture Michael cursed and caught her hand, falling suddenly atop her.

    She stared up at him wondering what bedchamber faux pas she’d committed.

    He groaned at her look. “I’ll let ye pet and play all ye want—after. Now I need”—he pushed her chemise to her waist, parted her thighs, and settled between them—“to be inside ye.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #5

    But he place a gentle palm under her chin and turned her face back to him. “I'm privileged to see you like this,” he said, his eyes fierce. “Wear you social mask at your balls and parties and when you visit your friends out there, but when we are alone, just the two of us in here, promise me this: that you'll show me only your real face, no matter how ugly you might think it. That's our true intimacy, not sex, but the ability to be ourselves when we are together. (Winter Makepeace)

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #6

    But Sir Alistair’s gaze was different. Those other men had looked at her with lust or speculation or crass curiosity, but they hadn’t been looking at her really. They’d been looking at what she represented to them: physical love or a valuable prize or an object to be gawked at. When Sir Alistair stared at her, well, he was looking at her.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #7

    But you must be awash in a sea of compliments, my lady. Every gentleman you meet must voice his admiration, his wish to make love to you. And those are only the ones who may voice such thoughts. All about you are men who cannot speak their admiration, who must remain mute from lack of social standing or fear of offending you. Only their thoughts light the air about you, following you like a trail of perfume, heady but invisible. (Winter Makepeace)

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #8

    Dear God. She ached, wanting something that she knew was a sin.

    Wanting a man who was sin itself.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #9

    Do you love me Hero? His pale green eyes were full of torment. Do you love me like I love you?

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #10

    Finally he turned his head toward her face and brushed a kiss over her cheek. “I love you and I believe with all my heart that you love me as well. Why can’t you say it, Hero?

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #11

    For a moment she lay still in the big bed, blinking sleepily, loath to move.

    And then she realized that the angel’s song hadn’t stopped on her waking.

    Silence sat up. The tantalizingly beautiful voice was coming from the half-open door to Mickey O’Connor’s room.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #12

    Griffin, please,” she whispered.

    “Do you want me?” he asked.

    “Yes!” She tossed her head restlessly. She’d explode if he didn’t give her release soon.

    “Do you need me?” He kissed her nipple too gently.

    “Please, please, please.”

    “Do you love me?”

    And somehow, despite her extremis, she saw the gaping hole of the trap. She peered up at him blindly in the dark. She couldn’t see his face, his expression.

    “Griffin,” she sighed hopelessly.

    “You can’t say it, can you?” he whispered. “Can’t admit it either.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #13

    He built a tower to try and be closer to her and walled himself inside.”

    She stared at him for a moment as if waiting for something. “And?”

    He glanced at her, puzzled. “And, what?”

    She widened her eyes. “How does the story end? Did the sorcerer win his Moon Maiden?”

    “Of course not,” he said irritably. “She lived on the moon and was quite unattainable. I suppose he must’ve starved or pined away or fallen off the wall at some point.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #14

    He grunted and stirred, withdrawing from her. She only had a moment to be disappointed and then he flipped her to her back and rose over her, powerful and male. He casually parted her legs with his knees and thrust into her again, hot and hard.

    She gasped at the swift invasion, the lovely feeling, and then his face was next to hers, his big palms cradling her cheeks.

    “What I want,” he drawled, “is ye. Nothin’ else.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #15

    He sat and looked at her. “How is Mary Darling?”

    “Fast asleep after playing and having a bath,” she said. “The nursery is lovely.”

    “I’m glad you like it.”

    “Rose and Annie are obviously practiced nursemaids, and what is even better, they seem to like Mary, and she them.”

    He grunted. “It would take a hard heart to turn away from my Mary Darling.”

    A smile curved the corners of her lips. “You didn’t seem too enamored of her when you first met.”

    “She has a forceful personality, as do I. We just took a bit to get to know one another.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #16

    He shoved his hips against her, reminding her of what they had just done, and said, “I had never bedded a woman before you. I made that plain. Did you think I let you seduce me lightly? No, I did not. You made a deal with me the moment you gave me entry into your body.”
    “I made no such deal!” Her eyes were angry—and frightened—but he would not let her make him back down.
    “Precious Isabel,” he whispered. “You made a deal with your heart, your soul, and your body, and you sealed it with the wash of your climax on my c*ck.”
    She blinked, looking dazed. He’d never used such words before, especially not with her, but their bluntness was necessary.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #17

    He watched her retreat, his eyes lazy, and his body unmoving. A trickle of blood seeped slowly from the corner of his mouth. He let her get nearly out of the room before he spoke, “I may not have the right, Silence, me love,” he drawled so soft she nearly didn’t catch the words. “But I would’ve listened to ye. I would’ve believed ye.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #18

    Holding her gaze, he sheathed his short sword and pulled the gauntlet off his left hand with his teeth. He held out his bare hand to her.

    She glanced at the proffered hand before laying her palm in his. Hot strength gripped her tightly as he pulled her upright before him, so close she would’ve had to move only inches to brush her lips across his throat. She watched the pulse of his blood beat there, strong and sure, before she lifted her gaze. His head was cocked almost as if he were examining her—searching for something in her face.

    She drew in a breath, parting her lips to ask a question.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #19

    Humph.” She peered down suspiciously as he parted the leaves to reveal the choke. “That doesn’t look very tasty.”

    “That’s because it isn’t,” he said. “Pay heed: the artichoke is a shy vegetable. She covers herself in spine-tipped leaves that must be carefully peeled away, and underneath shields her treasure with a barricade o’ soft needles. They must be tenderly, but firmly, scraped aside. Ye must be bold, for if yer not, she’ll never reveal her soft heart.”

    He finished cutting away the thistles and placed the small, tender heart on the center of her plate.

    She wrinkled her nose. “That’s it? But it’s so small.”

    “Ah, and d’ye judge a thing solely upon size alone?”

    She made a choking sound.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #20

    I love you,” he whispered as he thrust again. And again. Each movement controlled. Each small movement devastating in its effect. “I love you.”
    She lost all concept of time. She lost her place and surroundings. She couldn’t remember who he was—who she was. She lost her mind.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #21

    I must be getting back to my rooms,” Silence said and stood.

    Mick frowned with displeasure. “Why?”

    “Because of Mary Darling.”

    He shrugged. “One o’ the maids is watchin’ her.”

    “But if Mary wakes she’ll want me.”

    “Why?” he asked again, biting into a sweetmeat. This discussion wasn’t to his fancy, but sparring with her was.

    “Because,” she said slowly, looking at him as if he were lack-witted, “she’s only a baby and she loves me.”

    “Babies,” Mick pronounced, “are a great trouble.”

    She shook her head, not bothering to reply this time, and started marching to the door.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #22

    I won’t marry you,” she repeated.
    “Why not? You were eager enough to fuck me.”
    Anna winced. “I do wish you would stop using that word.”
    Edward swung around and assumed a hideously sarcastic expression. “Would you prefer swive? Tup? Dance the buttock jig?

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #23

    I would do violence for one glimpse of your naked breasts. Bleed for one taste of your nipple on my tongue. (Winter Makepeace)

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #24

    I'll never look at you in any way but complete admiration.” He stroked her hair soothingly. “You will never be a millstone about my neck. Rather you're the sunshine that brightens my day.” He swallowed. “Don't you see? You brought me into the daylight. You've embraced parts of me that I was never able to let see light. Don't make me retreat again into the night. (Winter Makepeace)

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #25

    If I'm good enough to bed, surely I'm good enough to wed.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #26

    It hardly mattered. She was tired of waiting for him to acknowledge who he was. Tired of donning a false mask of gaiety when she was so much more—felt so much more—beneath. No one had ever noticed her mask. No one but him. If he couldn’t or wouldn’t make the first move, then damn it, she would.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #27

    It was a strange thing, this feeling of empathy. He'd never experienced it before. He realized that what hurt this woman hurt him as well, that what made her bleed caused a hemorrhage of pain within his soul.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #28

    It's strange, but I find myself more disillusioned by a man who has such easily persuaded views than I would be by one whose views were entirely opposite but passionately held. Isn't that quixotic of me?

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #29

    She gasped again and opened blue eyes lit with erotic mischief. “Are you trying to steal the reins from me?”
    Even with his penis buried deep within her, even moments from climax, he arched an eyebrow. “You have them only by my permission.

  • Elizabeth Hoyt Quote #30

    She opened her mouth wide in a silent scream and his release caught him, hard and fast as he kissed her openmouthed. He tore his mouth from hers and shouted his triumph. She was his, now and forevermore, until the end of time, until the seas ran dry and man no longer roamed the earth, amen.

    His and only his.

    She slumped against him, the scent of their passion musky in the night air.

    “Sleep,” he murmured to her, and held her against himself, his cock still buried deep.

    She was caught and he had no intention of ever letting her go.

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