Top 96 Regency Romance Quotes
#1. He tasted like Edmund, smelled like Edmund, felt like second chances. He kissed her as if she were as indispensable as air. As though his every heartbeat belonged as much to her as it did to him.
Erica Ridley
#2. Had he not been the keeper of the flame, of anguish, trapped under the brilliance of what she had been to him? He had been a man of permanence, how could he have swayed to emotion like this?
Noorilhuda
#3. I may be dead inside, but I'm more than alive enough for you." He gripped her chin and covered her mouth with his.
Erica Ridley
#4. A gentleman can't let a lady sleep in an armchair while he takes his ease in a bed."
"But you are not a gentleman," she pointed out. "You are the greatest scoundrel in all the land."
He tilted his head to consider that. "All right. You take the chair.
Christina Brooke
#5. I need to go hunting now," he rasped. Before I tear off your clothes and plunge my c*** and my fangs inside you.
Brooklyn Ann
#6. Rafe pulled Cassandra into his arms. "At first, I wanted my arm back to feel whole again and to not appear weak before my enemies. Now I only want it to hold you.
Brooklyn Ann
#7. Keep your hands off me. She spoke viciously, through her teeth, and he caught a glimpse of her deVere ancestry.
She was a virago in tiny, fragile, fairy form.
Christina Brooke
#8. ... The freshly devoured peppermint she loved lofted from her breath and up to his nose with her loud bellow of Father in his ear, and Caxton was sure that he could smell that scent now out in the crisp night air. "You demon!" he screamed with all his might. ...
Jettie Necole
#10. Being a pioneering reformer is all fine and good, but it does leave one terribly in want of a
good party!
Jenny Holiday
#11. Julia stood for his youth, and the high hopes he had cherished; and although he might no longer yearn to possess her she would remain nostalgically dear to him while life endured.
Georgette Heyer
#12. I sincerely pity the poor man you marry. I doubt he'll have a moment's peace.
Heather King
#13. Good night, my lord. The words were pronounced in her most withering tone.
By contrast, he remained quite alarmingly unwithered long after she left.
Christina Brooke
#14. Ravenwood ran a hand through his wavy chestnut hair, upsetting the careful work of his valet.
Or not. Given the popularity of the "frightened owl" hairstyle today, Amelia couldn't fathom much effort being involved at all.
Erica Ridley
#15. Rafe tugged her closer before she could trip over a gravestone. "Damn it, woman. Devil take your wagon! You fail to grasp the severity of this situation.
Brooklyn Ann
#16. There was no need to analyze the feelings that the people caught in the commission of the amorous act, held for each other, for it was literally written in their hands.
Noorilhuda
#17. Most books set in England between 1800 and 1840 have a 'Regency' feel. The reason that era is so useful for romance authors stems from the wide-ranging social changes that were occurring over that time, and the parallels, or echoes, those create with our time and the lives of our readers.
Stephanie Laurens
#19. Well,' Frederick had said, 'I will see what can be arranged, Archie. But I will not have the girl frightened or compromised.'
'You sound like a grandfather who has raised fifteen daughters and is now starting on his granddaughters, Freddie,' Lord Archibald had said. 'It is most disconcerting.
Mary Balogh
#20. She narrowed her gaze. "I don't trust you to keep your eyes closed."
"Smart woman," he said. "I wouldn't trust me, either, if I were you.
Christina Brooke
#21. You are brave and loyal and true. You have such a good heart." He held my hand close to his chest and covered it with his other hand. "It is only afraid. But I would take such good care of it, love, if you would give it to me.
Julianne Donaldson
#22. No, but on the other hand you don't enact me Cheltenham tragedies when I've barely swallowed my breakfast.
Georgette Heyer
#23. Feris was taller than the average man and his looks were sinister in the form of long dark hair and deep-set eyes. He had an untouchable, magnetic quality that consumed any beholder whose gaze fell upon him as he spoke, and when he fell silent, his penetrating stare easily defied any predators.
Jettie Necole
#24. I dislike this waistcoat."
He raised his brows. "What's wrong with it?"
"You're still wearing it.
Erica Ridley
#25. Yes, sometimes we must lose something ... someone ... before we realize its worth.
Julie Klassen
#26. Does this feel like pity to you, Alex? I assure you a great many emotions for you fill me, but pity is not one of them.
Dominique Eastwick
#27. We always have to go backward to move forward. Whether it's to face our own missteps or reach the end of our lives with a final mistake... We always have to go back to pull ourselves out of ignorance or cast ourselves deeper into revenge.
Amy Rachiele
#28. It may be small comfort, but I believe Rafe doesn't want to kill you."
A light laugh escaped her lips. "Actually, that is a substantial comfort.
Brooklyn Ann
#29. He gave a nod. "My future lies in your hands."
"Not your future, Gerard, but the path leading to it," she suggested
Jettie Necole
#30. The gentleman had been an uncommonly affable fellow, but every time he counted to twenty (and he seemed to do so with strange frequency), he skipped the number twelve.
Julia Quinn
#31. Cupid had struck his heart to the core but had forgotten to put even a mere scratch on his beloved's.
Jettie Necole
#32. From the second Edmund burst into the ceremony, she'd no longer wanted to be a duchess.
She just wanted Edmund.
Seeing his face had been like being flooded with magic. He was sunshine and sultry nights.
Laughter and sensuous kisses. The other half of her heart.
Erica Ridley
#33. Do what feels natural. Forget what you have been taught, or trained, or hell, been told. If you want to touch me, do so. If you want to explore your body," his gaze followed the line of her body, "by all means please touch yourself.
Dominique Eastwick
#34. He took her face between his hands, turning it up, and looking down at her for a moment before he kissed her. "I do love you, Jenny," he said gently. "Very much indeed
you are part of my life. Julia was never that-only a boy's impractical dream.
Georgette Heyer
#35. I've never kissed an art forger before" Lord Huntington to Eliza Somerton in "An Artful Seduction
Tina Gabrielle
#36. Sometimes Hen ... I think I would give my life just for one of your smiles.
Julia Quinn
#37. I wonder what it was really like back then. We think it's all fun and flirting, but there was probably a lot of ugly reality."
"Like the dancing.
Mary Jane Hathaway
#38. I know you do not think very highly of me, but in some circles, I'm quite the thing.
Jessie Clever
#39. My disadvantages will tire him as they would any reasonable man of small expectations." - Jane Adams
Noorilhuda
#40. You don't feel you could marry me instead? Got no brains, of course, and I ain't a handsome fellow, like Jack, but I love you. Don't think I could ever love anyone else.
Georgette Heyer
#41. To Jane's horror, he unfolded her paper and read aloud. "Possible Candidates as Lovers.
Tina Gabrielle
#42. Now he knew there was so much more to her story and damn if he didn't want to read the whole book.
Cassandra Samuels
#43. You are not by any manner of means the sort of woman I am in search of as a wife, and I am in a totally different universe from the husband you hope to find. But I feel a powerful urge to kiss you, for all that.
Mary Balogh
#44. Nothing gets the blood boiling quite like an unkempt woman.
Noorilhuda
#45. My Angel, goddess of my heart, you are beautiful.
Jaimey Grant
#46. I am still not used to being the possessor of such a grand title. I believe I shall have to start wearing a purple satin turban and carrying a lorgnette.
Mary Balogh
#47. Every morning," he said softly, his breath caressing her cheek. "You were my only thought." He tilted closer. "Every night, you were my only thought." His lips brushed her cheekbone. "Every moment of every day, you were my only thought.
Erica Ridley
#48. Can't sleep?" he murmured, the corners of his eyes crinkling.
She blushed, but held his gaze. "Don't wish to sleep."
"Mmm. I can help with that."...
"Do you have anything particular in mind?"
"Everything.
Erica Ridley
#49. You might be the matched half to me. The white to my black.
Renee Rose
#50. ... You make me feel as if I am a bird soaring in the sky. When you are not with me, I am bound to the ground." He touched her soft cheek. "I want you to marry me, Ruby. Will you?
Jettie Necole
#51. How dare you make such suggestions when you have no idea what it is you're talking about. Of course you've always been this way; conceited, arrogant, rude to others around you when they don't match up to your ridiculously.." high standards...
Madeline Courtney
#52. His friend laughed. 'You missed your calling, Freddie,' he said. 'You should have been one of the aforementioned clergy. Is this what marriage does to you? One shudders at the very idea.
Mary Balogh
#53. No, I'm not smart," he whispered against her ear, "but I was wise enough to fall in love with you and clever enough to convince you to marry me. I hope I'm not so stupid that I would ever let you go.
Sara Lindsey
#54. You should know that Rafael is not the beast he would have you believe he is. He may be harsh, but he is fair. However, I highly recommend that you endeavor to be on his good side."
She raised a brow. "Does he have one?
Brooklyn Ann
#55. He kissed her. Without warning, without permission. Without even deciding to do it, but simply because he couldn't have done anything else. He needed that breath she was holding. It belonged to him, and he wanted it back.
Tessa Dare
#56. To be your companion."
"Companion?" He said the word as if he were spitting a bad taste from his mouth. "I am a killer. A monster! Can you not see that?
Jettie Necole
#57. There he was, her confidant - strong, solid, and unbending.
Jettie Necole
#58. He'd missed matching wits with her. "Shall we duel with our lips?"
"You may find yourself eating grass for breakfast.
Vicky Dreiling
#59. People do understand the language of the heart, you know, even if the head does not always comprehend it.
Mary Balogh
#60. Rafael possessed unfathomable strength. His speed defied the laws of nature...and his bite, good God, his bite. How could something so macabre feel so pleasurable?
Brooklyn Ann
#61. Love will find a way against time itself.
Sylvia Day
#62. Their encounter confirmed what he had been unwilling to admit. Charlotte didn't taste, smell, or feel like any other woman he had ever known. She wasn't like any other woman and never would be. And he would never be satisfied with another woman now that he'd touched her.
Sebastian
Ally Broadfield
#63. I do, love. I want you more than you could ever know. More than I could have ever dreamed. I want you enough for two men. For ten.
Sarah MacLean
#64. Do I get a reward?" he asked as he brought her hand to his mouth for a kiss.
Ruby darted her eyes away from him as she blushed with embarrassment. "For my rescue?" she dared.
His eyes twinkled. "For rescuing each other." He placed his hand along her back and pulled her against his chest.
Jettie Necole
#65. Hetty shivered. Goodness, he had no business looking at her like that. Physician my eye! Physicians definitely didn't look like him; they were short, round and adorned with wigs and spectacles.
Susan Lodge
#66. Let me give you one piece of advice. Do not get between a woman and her cause.
Jenny Holiday
#67. to want any woman so badly was unwise, let alone his enemy's daughter." An Artful Seduction
Tina Gabrielle
#68. The dream came again - three times in three nights and always at the first of the year.
Jettie Necole
#69. Please don't say you're sorry, False platitudes of sorrow, of pity, of goddamned praise of being a hero, sicken me.
Dominique Eastwick
#70. Give her books, where other people did all the running around and courting; it was far easier to read about such matters than to experience them herself.
Sophie Dash
#71. I cannot look at you with anything other than abhorrence, much less affection! I couldn't bare your presence when we were children and, I'm afraid to say, the repulsive way at which you have grown to be has made it even worse! You have taken everything from me...
Madeline Courtney
#72. Should I rejoice in the inferiority of my fate?" - John Lockwood
Noorilhuda
#73. He clutched her to him with a desperate strength that almost hurt. "I will love you for your light, if you can love me through the dark times. And that love will be like the clear night sky when the moon is full. Not like the sun....but beautiful and bright enough to find our way.
Kerrigan Byrne
#74. Call it what you like, my lady, but it is still spying.
Jessie Clever
#75. I've come to seduce you."
His pupils dilated as his gaze heated.
She smiled. He hadn't been surprised at her presence, but he'd been very surprised at the reason.
He held up a palm. "By all means.
Erica Ridley
#76. The point is, people have been having babies for thousands of years. There will be frightening moments and exhausting moments, but more than anything---"
"--- there will just be love.
Erica Ridley
#77. It was quite apparent that he'd been bestowed all the charms of any handsomely clad rake. A demeanor to match, Ruby thought.
Jettie Necole
#78. Either way, he was always staring into a bottomless pit, or into a whirlpool that forever sucked him inexorably inward to its vortex.
Mary Balogh
#79. Devilment showed in his eyes. "Well, since it is a trial, we should practice so that we can perfect our kisses."
"You need no practice. You are clearly an expert.
Vicky Dreiling
#80. We must go to the laboratory at once. I have some cannabis.
Brooklyn Ann
#82. Te amo, Querida," he whispered suddenly, stroking her hair. "Tu eres mi luz en la oscuridad."
"This is the second time you've said that," Cassandra murmured. "What does it mean?"
"I love you." His voice was as rough as his hand on her cheek was gentle. "You are my light in the darkness.
Brooklyn Ann
#83. I only hope I may not be ruined," she was saying miserably. "I should be obliged to marry you after all, and then I'd likely murder you before the wedding breakfast was over.
Christina Brooke
#84. At first glance, the ball seemed to be an elegant success. However, re-evaluation would allow an observer to see more than a graceful party. Many well-thought plans highlighted what this really was: a marriage market.
Jettie Necole
#85. Chronology of any event worked best in obituaries. It had no place in the world of sentiment, where memories, ideas and assumptions co-existed side by side.
Noorilhuda
#86. Ruby's eyes shot open when she woke, for she felt a constraint around her wrists and ankles. Feeling with her fingers, she touched cold metal. Her small movement gave the chains a slight jingle. A sinking feeling washed over her at the realization that she was chained.
Jettie Necole
#87. Te amo, Querida," he whispered, stroking her hair. "Tu eres mi luz en la oscuridad." I love you. You are my light in the darkness.
Brooklyn Ann
#88. He rolled his neck, as if to relieve the stress of his shoulders. "Your body is encased in a strong spell. It will not open up to me," he said in frustration. "Who guards you?
Jettie Necole
#89. The boy continued with a desperate note. "You may have saved my life, but it is not my life any longer, it is yours.
Jettie Necole
#90. He stole her first kiss. And then he stole her heart.
Erica Ridley
#91. We'll have a duel in the morning on the moors. Plenty of fog. It will be quite dramatic, I daresay.
Julianne Donaldson
#92. Forgiveness was such a tricky business. One could forgive with all sincerity one moment and then be overcome by feelings of anger and ill-use the next.
Claudia Harbaugh
#93. A woman's lust is addictive ," he murmured, marveling at the wetness coating his fingers as he stroked her. She trembled and her breath hitched in response. "It inspires a man to touch and to taste.
Alexandra Hawkins
#94. I've never met anyone as kind as you are, except me Mum, o' course." --Benjamin Trimmel to Lady Alexandra.
Lisa M. Prysock
#95. If you have always suspected your sister of an inclination to madness, it will be my pleasure to confirm your worst fears.
Mary Balogh
#96. The coals seem to glow with such life, but she knew it was all an illusion.The embers were nothing but the last breath of death. I am like this fire, she thought.I look alive but inside I feel dead.
Cassandra Samuels
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