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“Sunlight streamed through the stained glass above the altar, casting colors like watercolor brushstrokes across the stone floor. Threads of Kindness”

“Their kiss was sweet, certain, and sacred--the kind that bore witness to a love elevated to a lifetime commitment. Threads of Kindness”

“Josh’s heart flooded with happiness. Witnessing people adopt a pet was like watching them fall in love. Everyone was a kid again, experiencing the rush of infatuation that inevitably turned into a deep bond. Waves of Grace”

“A frisson of fear skittered down Clara's spine. She'd paid the electric bill for the patisserie she'd opened a few months earlier on the last day for payment listed on the disconnect notice. Surely the utility company hadn't shut off her service by mistake." Tarts & Turnovers”

“Today is a very special day for Linden Falls. The dream of this young lady..." he leaned over and looked into Laura's upturned face, "is going to come true. And this dream will save lives and enrich our community." Wishful Tails”

“Pam dropped to her knees and threw her arms around the big Lab. "You're such a good boy and Leopole is a big baby. He'll come around and love you, just like I do. It's just going to take time." Wishful Tails”

“The unblemished blanket of white looked like icing on a cake dusted with glittery sugar. The scene was magical--perfect for Christmas morning." Threads of Kindness”

“Right before a party starts, I always go to my own front door and pretend I'm a guest walking inside. I want their first view to be welcoming." Threads of Kindness”

“Christmas is a time for miracles. The changes in my life are truly that. I want to share this joyous news with all of you." Threads of Kindness”

“I guess watching Disney movies my entire childhood is catching up with me. I still want to be a Disney princess." Threads of Kindness”

“Maggie and John weren't the only ones feeling down in the dumps this Christmas Day. I don't want to overstate it, but I was drenched in melancholy." Threads of Kindness”

“A slow, tender smile spread across his face. He shrugged out of his coat, and tossed it over one arm, his dark eyes never leaving hers. Threads of Kindness”

“Their kiss was deep and unhurried, as if he were memorizing the moment--and she was only too happy to let him. Threads of Kindness”

“I lost my virginity to Grant Connelly," a slender brunette declared wistfully, twirling a lock of hair... "What? Am I the only one?" "Nope." A different brunette, this one in a push-up bra, raised her hand. "Not the virginity part, but, well, you know." Two others raised their hands slowly, looking at each other. "Spring break?" one asked. "New Year's Eve," the other answered, and then they collapsed into coed-caliber giggles and hugged each other like pageant queens. No shit. Delaney had stumbled into a Grant Connelly sexual conquest recover group.”

“Why was it so impossible to find anyone to love me? Was that really so difficult? Guys today sucked. Really, they did; it couldn’t be me, right? That was what I kept trying to convince myself of. But deep down, I knew better. Of course, it was me. Me. I was the problem.”

“As I walked away from the cheeky blonde, her sass about the airlines and crew still irritated the hell out of me. She was a damn firecracker; that much was clear. Sure, she had the air of someone who’d never worked a hard day in her life—probably spoiled rotten by her parents. But there was something else about her, the way she challenged me, as though she were a wild mustang daring me to try and break her. Her fiery spirit and sharp tongue contrasted with her delicate features and petite frame, but it had stirred something reckless in me. I’d been compelled to confront her. People always have a way of chasing what’s bad for them, and I wasn’t immune. Maybe it was that instinct, that primal pull to run straight at what could take you down, that appealed to me. Hell, that was how men like me ended up heading off to war.”

“I’d been compelled to confront her. People always have a way of chasing what’s bad for them, and I wasn’t immune. Maybe it was that instinct, that primeval pull to run straight at what could take you down, that appealed to me. Hell, that was how men like me ended up heading off to war.”

“Her half-hearted apology had come off as an invitation, as if she was letting me win this skirmish but wanted to take me on as a challenge she couldn’t resist—like she was testing me, curious to see if I could handle her. The way she’d been mouthing off about the flight cancellation had indeed made me want to either shut her up with a hard kiss or throttle her—maybe both. As I headed back toward my bags, I thought about how good those pouty lips would look wrapped around my cock, her deep blue eyes gazing up at me as she knelt in front of me. Too bad she was such a smartass and full of herself, but damn if she wasn’t gorgeous.”

“I’d been there, taken by surprise in ways that shattered everything I thought I understood about the world. “It knocks you down when you least expect it, hits you right where you’re most vulnerable. But that’s when you find out what you’re really made of. You have to keep pushing forward, even when it feels as if everything’s been taken from you. You don’t stop. You keep going, even when the pieces of your life don’t fit the way they used to.”

“Noelle was an open book—most of the time. She didn’t bother hiding who she was, and I respected that. But the topic of her parents? That was a door she kept bolted shut. It stirred up an instinct I didn’t usually have for strangers—to defend her from whatever hurt lay behind that door. It wasn’t the same as looking out for my brother and sisters, or even the guys in my unit. This was different. More visceral. I wanted to shield her from whatever caused her pain and make it right.”

“The sudden closeness between us made me pause. Her eyes locked onto mine, and I had the insane urge to close the gap, to taste that sass on her lips. My heart rate kicked up a notch, but I pulled away and straightened, taking a deep breath.”

“Did he ever second-guess himself? Did he ever lie awake at night, doubting his decisions like I always seemed to? Probably not. He wasn’t the type to get stuck in his own head, chewing over every little thing. He acted, he moved forward, and that was that. Simple. Direct. No looking back.”

“One day, fate reached over and shook my personal snow globe, flipping my life upside down.” I shrugged. “I went from a career that was on track, a boyfriend who I thought was total husband material, and a past that was neatly tucked away where it belonged...to this.” I glanced around the room, laughing bitterly. “Jobless, single, hitching rides with strangers. And a past that is now the only future I have.” I laughed, but there was no humor in it. “Sometimes fate is a little bitch.”

“Leave now!” I commanded, my voice laced with anger. He stood slowly and approached me again, invading my space. “Careful now, dummy. Next time, you might find yourself begging me to stay,” he whispered, leaning in close to my right ear. I could hear a heartbeat—was it his or mine?”

“All my adult life, sex has been something that emptied me of hope, self-worth, and a belief in love. But what happened last night showed me it can be the opposite, too. These men filled me with their bodies and their releases, but with their hearts and dreams and a glimpse at a future I could never have believed would include me. 11 Cowboys”