Highlander Romance Quotes

#1. She was in love with the very man she had to kill.

Madeline Martin

#2. No one lacked imagination like the English. Yet he could not dismiss the notion that this lass dressed in breeches could be the seer his grandmother foretold. Finding an English lass lying on a Scottish hillside so many miles from the border was strange enough to have a touch of magic about it.

Margaret Mallory

#3. Don't let the doorknob hit you where the good Lord split you.

Maeve Greyson

#4. Well, if he was already damned, he might as well follow his wicked impulses all the way to hell.
At least he'd get to taste her again.

Kerrigan Byrne

#5. God save him, she smelled of a field of roses and tasted sweeter than port wine.
Drawing her hands over her mouth Charlotte gasped. "Hugh. How did we end up on the bed?"
"I think we must have floated," he whispered.

Amy Jarecki

#6. Kissing me will not make the horse any smaller."
Laughter rumbled from Gray's chest as he closed his arms around her. He inhaled the sweetness of her hair and nuzzled the warm silkiness just behind her ear. "Kissing ye will no' make me any smaller either.

Maeve Greyson

#7. Let every lady in Camlochlin swoon over a charming smile. She had won the love of a man who shared his most intimate smiles for her alone

Paula Quinn

#8. He shrugged. "I am nae like any otherman. I am a Highlander.

Victoria Roberts

#9. Ye have to be bold, lad. We're told that ladies want cringing politeness from a gentleman, but what they really want is a bit of forwardness, even carnality. It's exciting for them.

Jennifer Ashley

#10. Let's get your face washed and fix your hair," Catriona said. "My mother used to say that will make ye begin to feel better."
"Mine said that too, but it won't help this time."
"Well, my mother also said that wallowing in misery never fixed a thing.

Margaret Mallory

#11. It was written in those stars that we meet." His voice gathered a tender fervency that unstitched something from inside Mena's soul. "We are bound in some inescapable way, thee and me. I've known it since I first laid eyes on ye in that dress.

Kerrigan Byrne

#12. Tis no use fighting with the lass," Niall said wearily. "You will lose the battle, Gunnolf. No matter what it is about."
Gunnolf shook his head, then helped Niall to stand, and with his arm around his waist, he helped him out of the cottage. "I tell you, she is the one for you.

Terry Spear

#13. He wanted one night with her when he did not have to be on his guard waiting for the Douglases to discover that she was English and a lass; one night when he could sit and talk with her by the fire without another soul in sight; one night when when he did not need to pretend he did not want her.

Margaret Mallory

#14. Rory did not want her.
After devoting so much effort to avoid being wed to a man she did not want, she found herself bound to a man who did not want her.

Margaret Mallory

#15. The rough pad of his thumb dragged across the split on her lip as light as a whisper. She felt his caress in her bones.
And elsewhere.

Kerrigan Byrne

#16. Damn it, Mariel," Kieran growled and spun her around to face him once more. "Ye belong to me."
Her heart skipped a beat. He wanted her. Mariel wrenched her arm from his hold but did not back down from the heat of his stare. "Then be a man and take what's yours.

Madeline Martin

#17. Lie with me," she said.
"I don't know if I can sleep beside ye tonight and not touch ye like I want to," he said in a strained voice. "I need ye too much."
"I know that," she said, and flipped back the blanket for him to lie down.

Margaret Mallory

#18. It doesna matter the direction necessity forces ye to take in life, it matters which way ye go when ye have a choice.

Madeline Martin

#19. Had her ordeal addled her mind? She was on a horse with a wild Highlander going God knew where with men even he did not trust and yet she found it thrilling!

Margaret Mallory

#20. I knew how you liked long tales," he said, giving her a wink. "There's sure to be plenty of those."
"In Gaelic," she said.
"All the better for learning it.

Margaret Mallory

#21. Unbridled passion with an incredibly hot seven hundred-year-old Highlander in the middle of the night? Mm Yeah. Bring it on.

Amy Jarecki

#22. I think...I shall call ye Beauty, for I shall be yer beast.

Vonnie Davis

#23. If he caught sight of ye in yer wee bit o' black lace, the man's plaid would surely stand out stiff as a banner hung across a pole.

Maeve Greyson

#24. A lifetime without breath or thought passed before his fingertips skimmed over the tops of her breasts.

Madeline Martin

#25. He yearned for something more.
It could have been his. It had been his.
Until he walked away.

Donna Grant

#26. He held the sword as if he's used one before," Rhys said.
The stranger snorted. "Of course I've used a sword. What kind of Highlander can no' wield a blade?

Donna Grant

#27. Come with me, sweet lass, and I'll make good on me promise to chase ye through the woods like a highlander." Broen spoke in a rich timbre laced with good humor. " Ye there ... Lads, be sporting now and let me ravish this charming creature the way only a Scotsman can!

Mary Wine

#28. Kieran unfolded the letter and scanned the scrawled message....
'Beware an English assassin.'
He knew exactly what this meant.

Madeline Martin

#29. You are charismatic. Men are drawn to you. I am drawn to you. And by your size, let alone your skill with weapons, they will be in awe of you.

Amy Jarecki

#30. Why can't I get enough of you?" she asked between kisses.
"Do you want to?

Donna Grant

#31. Yer true future, the future waiting to set your soul on fire, can only be found in the past.

Maeve Greyson

#32. Do what ye must, but 'tis a sorry day when a man's betrothed willna grant him the divine pleasure only she can give.

Maeve Greyson

#33. No more sounds emerged as he walked through the forest, save the whisper of the leaves above. Though nothing further appeared out of the ordinary, he knew one thing for certain.
He was not alone.

Madeline Martin

#34. Damnation. She needed him inside her. All the way. Now. "If you don't take me now I'm going to be forced to rape you." Trulie slid her hand down between them, grabbed his cock and aligned it for immediate entry.
"As you will it," Gray chuckled.

Maeve Greyson

#35. And who e'er said I wanted such a fiery-tongued woman to wife?"
"I'll wait until the two of you are married to tell Trulie you said that.

Maeve Greyson

#36. They couldn't turn back time. What was done, was done.
He dropped his arms and lowered his head. Despondency filled him to the very brim. He was a dragon. A creature of magic and fire. A being that was lethal and dangerous.
The Kings had forgotten that. All but one.

Donna Grant

#37. Gray's watchful gaze made her want to squirm as he stepped to her side and tucked her arm into his. "I'd be more than honored to claim ye as friend."
Claim ye. There was something about the way he said those two words that made her look forward to his claiming whatever he wanted.

Maeve Greyson

#38. If ye have needs to see to, do it quickly."
"You're a stubborn man," she said.
"Tis a good quality in a man," he muttered under his breath as he picked up the saddle.

Margaret Mallory

#39. Oh, how she loved the braw Highlanders, his boldness as he'd regard her with his discerning gaze, and how she wished he'd touch her with his hands in the same places and not with just his eyes.

Terry Spear

#40. The arrogant man probably thought his path to heaven was already assured, and that he acted in accordance to God's will just by breathing.

Maya Banks

#41. Hello."
He smiled and snuggled into his pillow. "Is this the voice mail of the beautiful Kenzie Denune or the real thing?"
"Well, Highlander, ye just happen to be in luck tonight."
He wanted to tell her if he was in luck, he'd be inside her right now...

Vonnie Davis

#42. Isn't one man's truth another man's lie?

Amy Jarecki

#43. Mmm...you smell of lavender." She didn't think it wise to tell the man what he smelled like so she politely nodded.

Victoria Roberts

#44. If he is strong, then we'll have to be quick and clever," she said in a cheerful tone."A bit of trickery may be needed as well."
"Ach, ye sound like a Highlander," he said. "In Gaelic we say, an ten ach mbionn laidir ni follair do bheith glic." He who is not strong must be cunning.

Margaret Mallory

#45. Her eyes widened, convinced by the size of it that his shaft was fully erect. She blinked several times. No, she was wrong. The bulge moved, growing as she watched it.
Not that I mind ya staring, love, but I've got an appointment I must keep.

Michelle M. Pillow

#46. Aye. And I can do without a viper-tongued wench.""Wench? Wench? Lass is one thing, but did you just call me a wench? I'll have you know I'm a doctor. No one calls me a wench. I passed my boards with flying colors. I could take you apart and put you back together with my eyes closed.

Jennifer LaBrecque

#47. Angus was courting me with lines that stabbed deep in lonely, barren places. Like an unfair conqueror, he was delivering his words with an accent that had me dreaming of castles and lochs, and strong thighs under a rough kilt.

Cheryl R Cowtan

#48. Do not push me," she warned in a shaky voice.

"Och, but I will." He shifted on his booted feet, pushed his hips harder against hers, until she felt a part of the wall. A part of him. "You lifted a blade to me, Katarina. I'm going to push you hard.

Kris Kennedy

#49. The woman and her dragon.
"You're mine," he said.
She smiled. "And you're mine.

Donna Grant

#50. To see the years touch ye gives me joy", he whispered, "for it means that ye live.

Diana Gabaldon

#51. She hated that he was in the room with her, standing beside the bed.
And she loved that he was there.

Donna Grant