Susan Elizabeth Phillips

Susan Elizabeth Phillips
Susan Elizabeth Phillipsis a romance novelist from the United States...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth11 December 1948
CountryUnited States of America
sexy jesus faithful
He sounds like Jesus. Except rich and sexy.” “Watch it, Meg. In this town joking about Jesus could get you shot. You’ve never seen so many of the faithful who’re armed.
fighting anything-worth-having worth-fighting-for
Anything worth having is worth fighting for.
dream broken arms
She reached into the pocket of her dress and threw the small stack of bills at him. They fluttered to the ground like broken dreams. "I hope you choke on every penny." "Pick that up." She drew back her arm and slapped him as hard as she could.
running pride betrayed
Pride had kept her running when love had betrayed her.
common forget rich
Life sure is easier when you're rich." "And a natural born charmer. Don't forget that part." "How could I?" she retorted. "It's the only thing we have in common.
hands done panties
Why don't I just hand you my panties and be done with it.
insecure night blue
Honey lamb, there are a lot of things in this world I feel insecure about. Religion. Our national economic policies. What color socks to wear with a blue suit. But I've got to tell you that my performance in that hotel room last night isn't one of them.
legs faces theme
Something brushed his leg, and he gazed down into the face of Pippi Tucker. The theme from Jaws raced through his head.
girl silly party
The question is… How did a girl like Annabelle manage to talk a man like you into joining our silly little family party?” Annabelle smiled sweetly. “I promised he could tie me up afterward and spank me.
reptiles harsh annabelle
We’re only human.” “One of us, anyway. The other’s a reptile.” “Harsh, Annabelle. Very harsh.
dare persons loses
You shouldn't dare a person who doesn't have anything left to lose.
dream lonely kissing
It was a kiss made in lonely dreams. A kiss that took its time. A kiss that felt so right she couldn't remember all the reasons it was wrong.
life-lesson hero fighting
Here’s the life lesson I’ve learned, Fifi: Some people are born to play the hero, and some are born to play the bad guy. Fighting your destiny only makes life harder than it needs to be. Besides, people remember the villain long after they’ve forgotten the hero.
couple real years
Gracie: You have an unusual house. Have you lived here long? Bobby Tom: A couple of years. I don't much like it myself, but the architect is real proud of it. She calls it urban Stone Age with a Japanese Tahitian influence. I sort of just call it ugly.