Best 221 quotes in «romantic comedy quotes» category

They are easy enough to recognize. They are the ones who say things like 'You love me, you just don't know it yet.

They did it quite a lot after that first encounter" ... when Jill remembers first meeting the dashing Baron.

This sizzling menage romance series is the hottest book you'll have read in a really long time!

This was my love, her love --torn, damaged, broken, ripped apart and put back together. This was our tattered love.

Trina stared into her open kitchen cabinets. She was two and a half days into her pre-date-night ritual fast, and she was about to crack. Technically, she wasn’t going out on a date Saturday night, but Juliet was determined to have a man in her bed by the end of the evening. To be honest, Trina wasn’t really looking forward to tomorrow night’s manhunt. Sure, she was desperate for some hot monkey sex, but the thought of a one-night-stand was quickly losing its appeal. She wanted more than just plain, old sex. She wanted romance -- preferably with someone for whom she didn’t have to fast for three days to attract.

Um. Soft . . . grainy rice and, um, sweet, sweet fish. A fishy explosion! The whole thing is . . . delectable. A cuddle on a plate, if you will.

Trust me. You’re a constant riddle with an ever-changing solution." ~ FBI Special Agent Clive Poole to Maggie Mae Castro

Trust me... It's not called Wicked Pleasure for nothing. You won't be able to put it down once you start!!!

Uh-uh. We are not even going to start with the whole I come in peace thing, E.T.

We could sit around and talk if you'd like." "Okay." She crossed her arms and tried to look casual. "So what's up?" "Considering what you're wearing beneath that sheet, and what we just heard in the hallway, you might want to rephrase that particular statement.

We all say and do things we regret, but it’s never to late to change, apologize and become a better person

Vivi stood and crumpled the report. “Who’s the CEO at Slakerian?” “Jakes Echabarne,” her assistant said, not glancing at any notes. “Arrange a meeting.” No one messed around with Hunting4TrueLove, whether she held the reins or not.

Wanita cerdas bisa menghadapi cecunguk mana pun dengan anggun.

Well, that explains the dreamy accent. And why transvestites would make him feel homesick. —SINGLE-MINDED

Well, bloody noses." I hug his coat tighter. "Those are definitely hot.

Welcome," the man said in utter contradiction to his urban street clothes. He eyed the vibrator in Cooper's hand but whatever his thoughts were on a guy wielding a vibrator, he kept to himself. "I'll get some candles.

What are you thinking?” I ask. “That I wish this was my home, too.” I have nothing to say to this, so I kiss him instead.

When I make love to you, Lanie, I want you to feel every inch of me buried deep inside of you, loving you, worshiping your body...

What exactly does the I in FBI stand for?” ~Maggie Mae Castro

What mental hospital have you escaped from?” She wanted to laugh, but he looked so serious. “Prove you’re an alien. Rip off your disguise. Show me your antennae. Where’s your union card?

What's so fun about watching a sitcom with someone who pauses every time he wants to pee and rewinds when he takes a call? I say, you pause when YOU want to pee.

Where do you prefer to sit, Sir?" (Lady Alexandra to William, the Duke, during her mail-order bride interview.)

When taking a suitor to task for not demonstrating sufficient impatience to declare himself so as to scale the wall outside your bedchamber and enter your room through the window, which, you will recall, you did last night,” he said with conversational ease as if arriving to take tea in her sitting room, “it’s commonly accepted courtesy to have a window through which he may enter. In the absence of just such an aperture, I was forced to sneak into the house through the front door.

When you keep a secret from your parents, you're not trying to protect yourself. It's because you're trying to protect them.

Where's Mason?” “Planting explosives.” Zinio did a double take. “You actually handed that man explosives?” “Damn it, Zinio. Let other people have some fun.” The explosion in the distance was followed by Mason yelling, “Yahoo!” Zinio and Delaney stared speechless as Mason flew by in the adjoining tunnel, riding the concussion wave of the blast. Finally, Zinio stomped after him. He peeled him off the floor in the adjoining tunnel. “You having fun yet?” “Hell yeah!” “Wanna go again?” “Hell yeah I wanta go again!” A short while later, Zinio watched Mason fly by on a concussion wave from the latest explosion, as Mason shouted, “Hot Diggity!” Zinio made his way over to the somewhat more charcoaled Mason. “You had enough yet?” Mason nodded shakily. “Good—because it'd be nice if we actually put a hole in the fricking wall! That is the object of this little exercise.

Why have one alpha billionaire when you can have two?

[while dancing] The man who was supposed to be her new partner had taken the caller’s final instruction to extremes. From the way Adam’s mouth was locked against Kitty’s he seemed to be anticipating not a temporary split but a lengthy separation. More of a French Fancy than a farmer’s fancy, thought Coralie.

Whoa. If every time Rafael dialed up the knight in shining armor act I lost a little bit of my IQ – then I think I just lost my doctorate.

Why Have One Heart-Stopping Alpha Billionaire When You Can Have 2?

While he gave Ella enormous credit for summing the situation so succinctly, part of him was still waiting for her to crumple on the floor in a heap. “Yes it does. But please, don’t be frightened–” “Oh pack it in,” she snapped, re-lacing the top of her bodice. “You’re not marrying a wilting sunflower you know.

Who decided it's a phobia in the first place? What if I just don't want to get married ever. Just like I don't want to live in Jharkhand ever. Somehow I can say that as loud as I want and as many times as I want, yet nobody will ask me to see the shrink about my Jharkhand phobia. Why?

Whoever took that theory about magnets and started applying it to people, needs to have his posterior kicked!

Why did fate decide to over-season her soul’s stockpot with a dash of tear-spilling salt, then give her life a stir to watch the pyramid of pain crumble?

Will you go on a second date with me?” “We’re still in the middle of our first date, Zach. You can’t just ask me that out of the blue.” “I already did, and I refuse to take it back.” “What if I don’t like you by the end of this date?” I volley back. “You honestly think that’s possible?” His dimples poke through his smile, and I know right then I’m going to say yes. “Say yes, Delia. Be wild. Do something crazy and fun.

You don't have to live in a mansion to be happy. All you need is to create the right space; something that says this is who you are, and you can always change who you are, just as you change your environment.

You can't be unlovable, Han, because I f**king love you.

You have got to do the shiatsu. I had one back home a month ago. Fantastic.” Marisa Finley frowned under her carrot-ginger-turmeric facial mask. “What’s a shiatsu?” It sounded like an unusual breed of dog. "I’m taking my shiatsu to the groomers this week to have it shampooed and blow-dried. And possibly beribboned.

You have a very attractive revenge streak in you. I like it. A lot.” ~Maggie Mae Castro to FBI Special Agent Clive Poole

You know," Kavita begins, "I think I can pick out my own furniture. I am an artist after all. I do have some taste." "No you don't." Nick plainly states. "No man has taste. Besides, I didn't pick it out, she did. Wives are good for things like that.

You know that feeling when you’re suddenly startled out of a deep sleep, and you’re in that hazy middle world where you’re not sure what’s real—like maybe you actually could be chasing after an ice cream truck wearing only fishing waders and a canary yellow bridesmaid’s dress, or you’re just one answer away from winning a year’s supply of adult diapers on a Japanese game show? —SINGLE-MINDED

You know what?” he whispered, out of breath, “You’re about to be in a whole lot of trouble. We probably better go.

You know what love means? It means loving the person you are now and not the person you want someone to be or the person they will be.

Accio Keds." I waited for a split second to see if it might work. Nope. Still a Muggle. Damn it. 99% Faking It

You make my vagina all melty,--wait no!--You make my belly all melty. My vaginas hot!

A bear! I've landed on a wild and wicked bear!

You never know what you're going to get with a pinball game," John said. "It's a lot like life. You can't control it, so you have to just roll with it and do the best you can. And if you do well enough, sometimes you get a bonus play.

...your heart spoke for you. You gave up everything for me.

You should be kissed and often and by someone who knows how. -Rhett Bulter, Gone with the Wind” ― Margaret Mitchell

A few moments ago, he'd had her up against a wall, skirt shoved up to her belly button, hands in her panties, his fingers driving her straight to oblivion, and now... now he was this intense, cool, calm, and collected man. With a gun. "Breanne. Are you ok?" She stared at him. He had his shirt loose and draped over the bulge of his gun. He looked rough-and-tumble. Baddass. Damn it, she had a serious weakness for badass.

Agent Julianne was always looking for ways to spin things. She would have been better off owning a laundromat.