Holiday Romance Quotes

“In your hands winter
is a book with cloud pages
that snow pearls of love.”
― Aberjhani, Journey through the Power of the Rainbow: Quotations from a Life Made Out of Poetry

“Everyone knows you never find love when you go looking for it. You have to wait for it to find you.”
― Sarah Morgan, Miracle on 5th Avenue

“Masquerades are frivolous, scandalous—” “Scandalous?” “People in costume lose their minds completely. The ‘ladies,’ if there are any, have been known to be free with their favors and dampen their gowns to make them more transparent—” “I did bring a bowl of water, in case you wished to blend with the masses.”
― Erica Ridley, The Viscount's Christmas Temptation

“The only time I'll be caught dancing is in the end zone after scoring a touchdown.”
― Nicole Heart, The Spunky Girl & Her Popular Player

“He retrieves a fluffy white robe from the bathroom and drapes me in it. Then he sits next to me and opens the black folder.
Inside, there’s a single sheet of paper, covered in words and symbols. There’s a rough square in the center of the page, surrounded by wavy lines. Is that supposed to be water? Inside the square, there are small symbols: cliffs, mountains, an oval lake. The symbols are labeled. The Pillowy Mountains. Shipwreck Cove. Bathtub Lake. Pirate’s Lookout. Rum-un Cliffs.
There are three fancy Xs on the map, drawn with curlicues and shaded in. One in Rum-un Cliffs, one in the Pillowy Mountains, and one in Pirate’s Lookout.
“Is this a treasure map?” I ask, tracing my fingers over it. “Did you draw this? It’s so cool.”
He nods. “X marks the spot, see? You have an hour to find the three treasures and bring them back to me.”
A treasure hunt? He’s made a treasure hunt for me?
A n4ked treasure hunt?
“Pirate treasure?” I ask, blinking up at him.
“Uh-huh.”
I can play pirates. I have the perfect thing.”
― E.J. Frost, Daddy P.I.

“That was a perfect night. I want more of those. I want a lifetime of perfect nights.”
― Tia Marlee, His Christmas Wish

“I'm sorry...but not about what happened. Using the ID is the reason I met you. I'll never be
sorry for that.”
― Willa Drew, Crushes, Friends, & Us

“A burgundy red lace bra dangled from Scully's mouth.

"Um," Anja said, "either I've had a bit too much eggnog, or a cat's been through your unmentionables.”
― Jae, A Purrfect Gift

“Charlie desperately wanted to find some magic words to fix the mess and move on, but that wasn't how life worked. Instead, she needed to be brave and honest. Hopefully that would be enough.”
― Camille Cabrera, Lady Cavendish’s Christmas Caper

“Just goes to show how different things can look in a day." Josef stuck out his hand to Clara. "To our new relationship." Sweets & Treats”
― Barbara Hinske

“He recognized this ornament. It had been part of his childhood--a treasure he hadn't seen in decades." No Matter How Far”
― Barbara Hinske

“When her lust was sated and his passion dwindled, she sank onto his chest, heart pounding as her arms instinctively wormed around his neck to draw him into an achingly tight embrace.”
― Alex Winters, A Very Merry Merger

“With zero hesitation, I tease her mouth open and slide in. She meets me in the middle, our tongues tangling, and every nerve ending in my body’s firing now. Her hands find the back of my neck, run through my close-cropped hair as I press her to me.

It’s been a very long time since I had this kind of connection with a woman.

I need her. Need to know what she feels like against me, on me, under me.

I need her more than I need oxygen right now.

I don’t think I can wait another second without knowing.”
― Kara Kendrick

“He pulled it making my body arch in a way that made me feel more submissive… he dominated.”
― Belle Harper

“It was a daring move, considering everything. But I needed it, and so did she. Something to cast a Christmas spell.”
― J.M. Leigh, Pine for You

“I know it was, Röschen. It was the biggest mistake I ever made. I missed you. Every second of every day.”
― J.M. Leigh, Pine for You

“All these years, I hoped you would still love me when I came home. And I hope now that I'm not too late.”
― J.M. Leigh, Pine for You

“Be proud of yourself, Rosie. Everyone else is proud of you.”
― J.M. Leigh, Pine for You

“I tried to move on, but no one could compete with the memory of Holden Moore. But unlike my sister, Holden was only dead to me.”
― J.M. Leigh, Pine for You

“I wanted him. Now, forever. In every way.”
― J.M. Leigh, Pine for You

“I didn’t know if there was any more Christmas magic left for me. But, this Christmas, I do.”
― J.M. Leigh, Pine for You

“I kissed her and there wasn't anything I could do to stop myself this time.”
― J.M. Leigh, Pine for You

“Anything for you, Röschen.”
― J.M. Leigh, Pine for You

“Ruined. I was gone for him, just like I always knew I would be.”
― J.M. Leigh, Pine for You

“The look of pure hope in her eyes was enough to undo me.”
― J.M. Leigh, Pine for You

“Did she know she looked at me like that? Like I might actually be the only one who keeps her world spinning?”
― J.M. Leigh, Pine for You

“The village was kissed by a kaleidoscope of colour – on the facades of restaurants, hostels and hotels, boutiques and bars. Fresh seafood was the star of every menu, of course, with the lobsters basically walking up the sand and straight onto the plate. But for me, the star of Caye Caulker wouldn’t be the sun or the sea, it would be him.”
― Dana Da Silva, The Shift: A Memoir

“Our conversation was deep, so he lightened the mood in a second, finding an easy distraction in front of us – taking the call to join in with the cheering, and I followed. A Mexican wave got too big to ignore, pulling us to our feet, popping us out of our bubble, reminding us that we were not alone. But back down in our seats, our Gemini souls found more words, our minds unable to stop.”
― Dana Da Silva, The Shift: A Memoir

“You think you’ve found a protector that’ll keep you away from me, Grace? Then you don’t know me well. I’ve owned you since you were a child; I’m the only one you’ve got in this coldhearted world.”
― ANNE .J. FRANKLIN, Christmas At Knights Landing: A Holiday Romance Short Story

“What’s that?”

“A sickle pole,” he responds, moving closer to the willow tree. “It’s used for harvesting.”

“What exactly are you harvesting?”

“Magic.”
― ANNE .J. FRANKLIN, Hope On Miracle Hill: A Holiday Romance Short Story