Melissa Marr
Melissa Marr
Melissa Marris an American author of young-adult/urban fantasy novels...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth25 July 1972
CountryUnited States of America
hands giving desire
I need to check in with Seth before I--" he burrowed his face into the side of her neck, his breath almost painfully warm on her throat--"give in to my unconscionable desire to put my hands on you properly.
kissing reality looks
The reality was that while they might have eternity, there was violence on the horizon. And in the present. She wasn't intending on ignoring it. She couldn't. But she wasn't going to ignore them either. Just kiss me, ---.” A look of hesitation crossed his face, but he didn't push her away. He swept her legs from under her and lifted her into his arms. " -Darkest Mercy (p 28)
sometimes being-human humans
Sometimes being human sucks.
romance lifelong reader
As a lifelong romance reader, its always satisfying to get to talk to other romance readers!
four down-and months
Over a four-month period, I sat down and wrote every day. And then there was a novel, and all of a sudden, there were agents and offers.
expecting
Not Expecting, but hoping. Always hoping
desire
Love ans desire aren't the same
mistake love-is dies
Love is a mistake when we're all going to die any day now.
dog winning looks
I told them he'd be able to get you to go out." Rianne folded her winnings and tucked the bills into her blazer pocket. "Look at him." "He's right here, Ri," Carla murmured, shooting Keenan an apologetic look. "We've tried to teach her manners, but..." She shrugged. "It's like housebreaking a dog. If we'd had her when she was a puppy, maybe." Rianne smacked her on the arm, but she was grinning. "Woof, woof.
firsts living-happily-ever-after wicked-lovely
I like to read the ending first.
night what-matters together
She turned so they were face-to-face and gave him back the words he'd offered her their first night together: "I survived. Isn't that what matters?
ashes killing said
You're killing me here, Ash. Good, she said. She'd bend a few rules, but they both knew she wasn't going to push him beyond where he chose to go. Love wasn't to be based on trickery. But reminding him what he's refusing isn't trickery.
kissing arms rooms
Without stopping kissing her, he swept her up into his arms. They stood in the motel lobby kissing until someone called, "Get a room." Donia pulled back and laughed. "That was the plan. They said no.
trying acting want
What are you going to do? What do you want to do?” she prompted. “I’m going to go try to help Niall. He’s not acting like himself, and I have a theory on what’s wrong,” he told her. “Then afterward I'm going to ask you to marry me.