Cherise Sinclair is a celebrated American author whose novels have captivated readers worldwide with their bold romance and empowering characters. Her works explore the complexities of love, trust, and personal growth, often weaving passion with resilience. With multiple bestsellers to her name, Sinclair inspires aspiring writers and readers alike to embrace courage in storytelling and life. Her influence continues to shape the romance genre, proving that authenticity and creativity can ignite lasting impact.
"He caught her staring and smiled-not a conceited I-work-out-and-have-a-great-body type smirk, but more of a I'm-a-boy; you're-a-girl; life is good."
"You, lass, have a self-image problem.Well, that might be a little true, but she also had a mirror."
"I'm not likely to forget someone slapping my butt with a big piece of wood."
"God, you're uptight. Did the aliens maybe forget to remove your anal probe?"
"Impertinent submissive, Raoul snapped, and his dark brown eyes turned mean. "Nothing new for this one. You're doing a lousy job of bringing her to heel, Marcus."Bring me to heel? Like I'm a dog? Without thinking, Gabi instinctively yanked away and snapped out, "Bite me."
"You are such a sleazeball, Rhodes-walking, talking proof of why siblings shouldn't marry."
"Some man would come to her room. Maybe she would hesitate, and he'd grab her, pin her to the mattress, force her to cooperate."
"You're my hero, Rhage."Ears pricked up, Rhage watched her closely. Anything she said was important to him, and how lovely was that?"I always thought I'd grow up and find my own hero." Rainie grimaced at herself in the mirror. Obviously she shouldn't have wasted her youth on reading and daydreaming. "But I gave up; I'm not holding out for a hero anymore."
"Now, can I help you with something? I'm new, but I'll do my best to figure out how to get what you need. "That's good to hear, Abby, since I need your breasts for a few minutes."
"What are you doing? Her voice shook."Whatever I want, sweetheart."
"You're very lovely, gatita."Her brows pulled together, and she gave him a skeptical stare."Do not look at your master as if he's an idiot."
"You know how really big guys are always nicknamed Tiny?" She didn't wait for any response, afraid she'd chicken out. "Guess that would make you Master Munchkin, huh?"
"But, chiquita, you must understand that while you are here, I expect you to come to me and share your fears. Even if I am the one causing them."
"Feelings are feelings. They don't have dumb or smart labels."
"You see, when you're excited, your body has trouble telling the difference between pain and pleasure."
"An older dom snorted. "Atherton uses the word escort loosely. The last time someone messed with a trainee, he threw the guy across the bar. Strolled over, waited for the idiot to stand up, punched his lights out, and dragged him by his jacket collar out of the place. Escorted him, my ass. Didn't even wrinkle that fancy suit. He took a sip of his beer and added, "Atherton is invariably polite, but nobody in their right mind fucks with his trainees."
"I felt sorry for myself since my wimpy dom can't catch a snail crossing the sidewalk."
"Okay, you're older. Not much, really. And considering you love staying in shape and I refuse to run, we'll probably get all old and crippled at the same time. If not, then I'll learn to use a cane, and I'll get to beat on your ass for a change."
"So, so sorry. Really sorry. Master. Sir. Emperor of the world. God of the universe."
"Some people become hypercritical when stressed.Then again, he hadn't been stressed last week. She giggled, remembering how he'd instructed her on the proper way to fold hand towels. Talk about nitpicky. Perhaps this would be a good time to call it quits."
"'You're so damn big, she whispered.' 'Why, thank you, cariño,' he said."
"You want to count, Gabrielle? One! She sucked in a breath, mad enough the words slid right out. You asshole, one!"
"Whatever demon invented stiletto-heeled boots should roast in hell..."
"You dickweed! Are you always stupid, or is today a special occasion?"
"A master like Raoul looks for a woman whose need to serve and submit matches his need to protect and take command."
"Although he assumed she'd naturally submit to him, he obviously believed she was still her own person. A strong person."
"You spanked me, she told him."I did. He lifted her shoulders high enough to push a wedge pillow under the pad. "And I enjoyed it very much. You have a very spankable ass, no?"
"And he calls it playing? Like, whatever happened to chess? Or cards? Or tag?"
"MacKensie, much as men don't like to share this fact, we rarely die from not getting off."