Angel Paranormal Romance Quotes

#1. Did you love her?" she demanded.
Gabriel turned from her with a grimace. "It was a long time ago." He looked back to her somberly. "Who didn't love her then?

A.J. Flowers

#2. His presence in my waking world stirred all my senses. Still in slow motion, I kept walking, warmed wherever his eyes touched me. When I finally dropped eye contact, the world caught up with me
or the other way around.

Gwen Hayes

#3. He's not meeting my eyes anymore. "We're young," he says. "We've got lots of time to fall in love.

Cynthia Hand

#4. The angel's lower body was covered by a pair of faded jeans that showcased the strong muscles in his thighs ... along with a few other things she'd only dared dream about. His upper body was bare, showing off honeyed skin, washboard abs, and a killer set of pecs.

Rosalie Lario

#5. Sometimes an angel is found in the dark.

K. Webster

#6. Raven scowled through his too-long bangs. "The Angel Song doesn't hurt humans. It only affects the evil within."
"Then you should be writhing on the ground with the hounds," Mace mumbled.

Heather Burch

#7. I love how he sometimes gets embarrassed by the mushy stuff between us and then his voice gets all gruff and he tickles me or kisses me to shut us both up. Boy, do we ever kiss. We make out like champions.

Cynthia Hand

#8. I made the decision. I want you more than I want heaven, more than I want to be an angel. I love you more than who I was created to be.

J.L. Sheppard

#9. His dark hair was thick and looked so soft I had to resist the urge to touch it. Looking into his dark eyes was like falling into the stars, making me feel weightless and disoriented.

Gwen Hayes

#10. Again Gabe looked back at Michael, hoping he was about to step in, but all he did was give him a nod. A nod? Really? I don't need a nod. I need someone to stop this! Gabe thought.

Wendy Owens

#11. Everything started the night I saw the burning man fall from the sky.

Gwen Hayes

#12. I want wings. That's all I've ever wanted.

K. Webster

#13. Don't laugh at me. Is it proper etiquette for an angel to laugh at someone in a state of Penzance?

Penzance? Are you a pirate?

Nancee Cain

#14. The full impact of silver
liquid fire, hot and flowing hit me hard in that place in your belly that doesn't exist for food, but for something else entirely. It exists solely to possess the feeling that it barely held in check right then. I don't know what it was. I don't think it has a name.

S.L. Naeole

#15. Part of her wanted to comfort him, to tell him everything was going to be okay. But the rest of her just wanted to throw him to the ground and rip those jeans off him. Funny how she could be so jealous of a pair of pants. They covered the sinfully male body she longed to explore.

Rosalie Lario

#16. May I remind you, I am half Demon and I know full well how attracted I am to your dark side, just as the Angel in me is addicted to the shy and good girl that stands before me now.

Stephanie Hudson

#17. A flock of angels are coming to see me...or a gaggle? A herd? No, they aren't animals. A legion... That's the word.

A.J. Flowers

#18. Breathing is ... difficult at the moment.
Breathing is a necessity for you humans, and if kissing you causes you to have difficulties, I might have to refrain from doing it again.

S.L. Naeole

#19. What would angel lips taste like? Sunshine? Marshmallows? Or something altogether different? Maybe buttered-popcorn jelly beans.

Lisa M. Basso

#20. He raised his bony fingers as if to touch me and I steeled myself not to flinch as his hand, still smoldering, neared my face.
He rattled and spoke his last words. Worth ... the ... fall.

Gwen Hayes

#21. He whispered as he kissed down her neck. "I would love nothing more than to take you right here on the counter, Fire Angel, but if I'm late to meet with your grandmothers, they might just decide to throw my ass on a funeral pyre and I wouldn't be back for three days.

Brynn Myers

#22. Another silence for the record books. Then he sighs.
"I know. It's crazy. I feel like
" He stops himself. He suddenly looks so miserable that my heart aches for him.
I hate my life.

Cynthia Hand

#23. In the light, he looked like a fallen angel asked to return to Hell.

Caroline Cairn

#24. My heart knows right where to go

Cynthia Hand

#25. He loves me. Inside his head, his every thought and reaction was born of love, love inside and out, crazy, irrational (and sure, a bit lustful) love. He loves me, and that's also what terrified him when he saw me all lit up like a Christmas tree. He doesn't know what I am, but he loves me.

Cynthia Hand

#26. I loved his enormous aptitude for compassion, adoration and respect. That was his way of showing love. He lacked the capacity for wickedness, and that caressed my belief that he might just be an angel. My angel.

S.G. Holster

#27. Normal people don't date angels.

S.L. Naeole

#28. Before I succumbed to the sweet lull of his voice, I made one last request. "Stay".
I was asleep before he could answer, but in my dreams I heard him reply forever.

S.L. Naeole

#29. I met a boy. And when he smiled, my life began.

K. Webster

#30. I guess I always knew that our time together would be fleeting. Ephemeral.

Cynthia Hand

#31. He smiled and it was beautiful and horrible what I saw in it. Hope that should not be born and desire that could never bear fruit. Whether they were my feelings or his, I did not know.

Gwen Hayes

#32. I don't know what to say. This summer hasn't turned out at all the way I'd planned. I'm not supposed to be standing in the middle of a barn with a blue-eyed cowboy who's looking at me like he's about to kiss me. I shouldn't be wanting him to kiss me.

Cynthia Hand

#33. As Abby finally turned and fled the frigid temperatures of the roof, she realized she still didn't know if the Fallen were good or evil. Whether they intended to kill the humans or not.
All she knew was that, at the tender age of thirteen, Abby Rhodes had just fallen head over heels in love.

Rosalie Lario

#34. When I'm not around you that is when I feel breathless. I liken it to being a fish, and you are my water. When I'm not around you, I feel as though I cannot breathe. And you have to understand the irony in that because I've never in my entire existence ever needed to.

S.L. Naeole

#35. You do not see it Serenity, but you are very special. That is why I want to protect you and why I come to you every night. I'm taking a tremendous risk being around you this way, but for some reason I cannot ascertain, I need to be here.

Melyssa Winchester

#36. It wasn't every day a girl lost her virginity, not to mention to a delicious, perfect specimen of man. One who had wings, to boot.

Rosalie Lario

#37. Are we safe from human exposure? I don't want the owners to find a busted-up angel and a buzzed vampire lurking in their shed and freak out.

Brandy Nacole

#38. Her angel didn't look at all like she'd expected. He was no benevolent creature with long, flowing robes and a bland, peaceful smile. Instead he was the stuff of every teenage girl's - and quite a few teenage boys' - fantasies.

Rosalie Lario

#39. I don't speak just so I can be heard; I speak only when I find it absolutely necessary to do so.

Elizabeth Johnson

#40. Something was bleeding ... and something was broken. It was my heart ... because I had to leave you. (Chase to Rayne)

Kimberly Brockman

#41. I didn't ever think you were a freak. I think ... I thought you were magic or something. I thought that you were too perfect to be real.

Cynthia Hand

#42. I'm more of a paranormal romance kind of girl. Sad ... I know, but if a girl and a fallen angel can fall in love? I guess that gives a girl hope.
Or at least a few hours of quality entertainment.

Nyrae Dawn

#43. Gabriel drew the strength up his calves and thighs to spin himself in a dizzying turn. Most angels didn't take the time to train their legs, but Gabriel wasn't like most angels.

A.J. Flowers

#44. The only things that got me through those years were a half dozen books I stole and through which I escaped reality time and again. I never tired of reading them, even reading them aloud to myself, until the characters between the covers became dear to me, like old friends.

Sylvie Grohne

#45. Suck on this, Edward.

Dani Smith

#46. Sweet girl, if I told you everything, life would lose all mystery.

K. Webster

#47. In Hell ... bad is good ... and I am second only to the Devil.

Felicity Heaton