AtomicQuote

Teresa Medeiros Quotes

Arian's ebony hair was spread in a shimmering fan around her shoulders, reminding Tristan absurdly of Snow White in her glass coffin. Even in death, hadn't the deceptive blush of life stained Snow Whi...

Teresa Medeiros

Arian's ebony hair was spread in a shimmering fan around her shoulders, reminding Tristan absurdly of Snow White in her glass coffin. Even in death, hadn't the deceptive blush of life stained Snow Whi...

Tags: fairy tales for adults, fairy tales retold

He caught her bythe shoulders and gave her a hard little shake. Do you think you're so charming in that silly little nightdress that I can't resist tumbling you? Do you think I have no pride when it c...

Teresa Medeiros

He caught her bythe shoulders and gave her a hard little shake. Do you think you're so charming in that silly little nightdress that I can't resist tumbling you? Do you think I have no pride when it c...

Tags: emily, justin, teresa medeiros

About Author
Teresa Medeiros (born 1962/1963) is an American award-winning romance novelist. She wrote her first novel at 21. Before becoming an author, she was a nurse. According to her official biography, she lives in Kentucky.Her books have appeared on The New York Times Best Seller list. She is a two-time Fantasy, Futuristic, and Paranormal Romance Writers PRISM Award winner, and two-time recipient of the Waldenbooks Award for bestselling fiction. Additionally she is a charter member of the Romance Writers of America Honor Roll. She is also a member of Kentucky Romance Writers and Novelists, Inc.

Night, G'rard. 'Night, mouse.

Teresa Medeiros

Night, G'rard. 'Night, mouse.

Tags: lucy

He buried his hands in the rich velvet of her hair. I thought I’d die for wanting you.

Teresa Medeiros

He buried his hands in the rich velvet of her hair. I thought I’d die for wanting you.

Tags: prudence, romance, sebastian, teresa medeiros, velvet

Stay with me always, my sweet, my love . . . my Claire.

Teresa Medeiros

Stay with me always, my sweet, my love . . . my Claire.

Tags: claire, jusin, love, teresa medeiros

Esme slowly turned the picture over, her hands beginning to tremble again. Inscribed across the back of the photograph, in a woman’s elegant script, were two words. The ink might have faded, but the s...

Teresa Medeiros

Esme slowly turned the picture over, her hands beginning to tremble again. Inscribed across the back of the photograph, in a woman’s elegant script, were two words. The ink might have faded, but the s...

Tags: darling, esmerelda, teresa medeiros

His lips nuzzled her ear. Whether you go or stay, I will love you until I die, he whispered.

Teresa Medeiros

His lips nuzzled her ear. Whether you go or stay, I will love you until I die, he whispered.

Tags: conquest, gelina, lady, teresa medeiros

It's true that romance novels do detail the courtship phase of a relationship. We usually write 'And they lived happily ever after' before our heroine starts snoring or our hero starts tossing his soc...

Teresa Medeiros

It's true that romance novels do detail the courtship phase of a relationship. We usually write 'And they lived happily ever after' before our heroine starts snoring or our hero starts tossing his soc...

Tags: hero, socks, detail

He would not kiss her mouth or allow her to caress him in tenderness. He broke his fierce silence only to whisper what wicked magic he was going to work until it took little more than the husky rasp o...

Teresa Medeiros

He would not kiss her mouth or allow her to caress him in tenderness. He broke his fierce silence only to whisper what wicked magic he was going to work until it took little more than the husky rasp o...

Tags: fair, holly, teresa medeiros

You care enough to play hard to get.

Teresa Medeiros

You care enough to play hard to get.

Their gazes met. His eyes swept her in a velvet caress, uncertainty stamped on his features. The night loomed between them, as dark and impenetrable as his eyes. Rowena had to look away. She forced he...

Teresa Medeiros

Their gazes met. His eyes swept her in a velvet caress, uncertainty stamped on his features. The night loomed between them, as dark and impenetrable as his eyes. Rowena had to look away. She forced he...

Tags: lace, rowena, shadows, teresa medeiros

If I had a theme song it would probably be B-Boys Makin’ with the Freak Freak by the Beastie Boys.

Teresa Medeiros

If I had a theme song it would probably be B-Boys Makin’ with the Freak Freak by the Beastie Boys.

Princess, he whispered against her ear. My beautiful, beautiful princess. I want to spoil you. Pamper you. Indulge you.

Teresa Medeiros

Princess, he whispered against her ear. My beautiful, beautiful princess. I want to spoil you. Pamper you. Indulge you.

Tags: roses, sabrina, teresa medeiros, whisper

They were old, their covers cracked and their bindings frayed, but as far as Gwendolyn was concerned that only made the words cocooned between their musty pages more precious.

Teresa Medeiros

They were old, their covers cracked and their bindings frayed, but as far as Gwendolyn was concerned that only made the words cocooned between their musty pages more precious.

As he shook off his servant’s grip and staggered heavily to his feet, the sunlight streaming through the outside door struck him full in the face.Samantha gasped.A fresh scar, still red and angry, bis...

Teresa Medeiros

As he shook off his servant’s grip and staggered heavily to his feet, the sunlight streaming through the outside door struck him full in the face.Samantha gasped.A fresh scar, still red and angry, bis...

Tags: beauty, blind, wounded hero

Love isn't a burst o' trumpets and a flock o' doves descendin' out o' the heavens to roost on yer heads. Tis sharin' a cup o' tea by the hearth on a cold winter's night. 'Tis the look in yer husband's...

Teresa Medeiros

Love isn't a burst o' trumpets and a flock o' doves descendin' out o' the heavens to roost on yer heads. Tis sharin' a cup o' tea by the hearth on a cold winter's night. 'Tis the look in yer husband's...

Don’t be silly. People never stop looking for love. Yeah, some of them don’t even stop AFTER they’ve found it.

Teresa Medeiros

Don’t be silly. People never stop looking for love. Yeah, some of them don’t even stop AFTER they’ve found it.

There are elements of truth in all great fiction

Teresa Medeiros

There are elements of truth in all great fiction

Twitter is the perpetual cocktail party where everyone is talking at once but nobody is saying anything.

Teresa Medeiros

Twitter is the perpetual cocktail party where everyone is talking at once but nobody is saying anything.

You asked me once if I would still love you when your lips were puckered with age and your eyes werefaded. I can assure you that I will still love you when I have only the strength (and the scant teet...

Teresa Medeiros

You asked me once if I would still love you when your lips were puckered with age and your eyes werefaded. I can assure you that I will still love you when I have only the strength (and the scant teet...