Christian Romance Quotes

“Rejection is an opportunity for your selection.”
― Bernard Branson

“He wants a fifteen thousand pound settlement."
"Fifteen thousand!"
"He says you're a great deal of trouble."
She hesitated for one startled moment before choking back a laugh.
"I am."
"I thought so." He leveled Drew a look. "If I pay you the fifteen thousand, do you swear to keep her?"
Drew reared back his head. "Forever?"
Her father scowled. "Forever."
"Oh, I suppose." He gave a long-suffering sigh. "If I must."
She bit the insides of her cheeks to keep from laughing outright.”
― Deeanne Gist, A Bride Most Begrudging

“That first scream, my lord, was indeed your daughter, my wife, and if you kill me, your grandchild will be quite without a father. Won't you come in?”
― Deeanne Gist, A Bride Most Begrudging

“You were kidnapped not?"
"I was kidnapped."
"You were forced not into marriage?"
"I was forced into marriage."
"You want not an annulment?"
"I want not an annulment.”
― Deeanne Gist, A Bride Most Begrudging

“Where are you going?"
"To get my Bible."
"Right now? You can't get your Bible out right now! I'm, I'm, we're just about to..."
She'd never be able to go through with this if he got out his Bible. She wiped all humor from her face.
"I believe you. Proverbs 5:18. Rejoice, relish, and romp with your husband."
He chuckled. "I'm serious, Connie, and I won't have you feeling ashamed or unclean over anything we do in that bed, tonight or any other night."
"I won't. I feel unashamed and very clean. I promise. But please don't get out that Bible."
"What? Think you that God can't see us right now?"
Groaning, she slid off his lap and covered her face with her hands. He sunk to his knees in front of her, drawing her hands down.
"I love you. You love me. We are man and wife. God is watching, Connie, and He is very, very pleased.”
― Deeanne Gist, A Bride Most Begrudging

“You next," he said. "Out of those clothes and into bed."
She nodded but didn't move from Sally's side. The thought of undressing exhausted her. Where would she find the strength such a task would require?
"I'm filthy. I'll ruin the new bed."
"I'll bring you some fresh water."
"I've no clothes to change into."
His grin was downright wicked. "I know."
A short laugh escaped her.”
― Deeanne Gist, A Bride Most Begrudging

“Their daughter scrunched up her hands and legs, waving them wildly in the air. He opened his palm, allowing the babe to kick his hand.
"Is she like a puppy?"
Constance choked. "What!"
He looked up. "Will she get her spots later?"
Laughter bubbled up from within her as she playfully whacked him on the shoulder.
"Yes. Yes, I'm afraid she will. As soon as the sun touches her skin, the freckles will appear."
A delicious two-dimple grin spread across his face.
"Good. I find I'm rather partial to freckled redheads.”
― Deeanne Gist, A Bride Most Begrudging

“Thought you didn't like red hair."
One of Drew's dimples kicked in as he draped an arm about Grandma's shoulder.
"Must have me confused with someone else, but I'm not surprised. Seems to happen to most of the older set at some point or other.”
― Deeanne Gist, A Bride Most Begrudging

“Bitter disappointment pushed tears from her eyes.
"Now what's wrong? I said you could wear it."
She drew in a shaky breath.
"I w-wanted you to l-like my dreeessssss."
He moved his gaze over her.
"The gown makes my mouth water, love.”
― Deeanne Gist, A Bride Most Begrudging

“You could have arrived atop a wildcat and no one would have said a word. They will adore you.”
― Deeanne Gist, A Bride Most Begrudging

“Look. Isn't he beautiful?"
Drew's expression softened. "Ah, Nellie. He's bald, pink, and has no teeth. What's so beautiful about that?"
Nellie's laugh tinkled out like musical chimes while she covered the babe back up.”
― Deeanne Gist, A Bride Most Begrudging

“Lord Randall barreled inside, brandishing his cane in Drew's face.
"You beggarly knave, I was told this marriage was in name only! Who gave you permission to consummate the vows?"
"Theodore Hopkin, governor of this colony, representative of the kind, and it's going to cost you plenty, for that daughter of yours is nothing but trouble. What in the blazes were you thinking to allow her an education?"
Drew bit back his smile at the man's shocked expression. Nothing like landing the first punch.
Lord Randall furrowed his bushy gray brows.
"I knew not about her education until it was too late."
Drew straightened the cuffs of his shirt.
"Well, be prepared to pay dearly for it. No man should have to suffer through what I do with the constant spouting of the most addlepated word puzzles you could imagine."

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"I require fifteen thousand pounds."
Lord Randall spewed ale across the floor. "What! Surely drink has tickled your poor brain. You're a FARMER, you impudent rascal. I'll give you five thousand."
Drew plopped his drink onto the table at his side, its contents sloshing over the rim. A satisfied smile broke across his face.
"Excellent." He stood.
"When will you take her back to England with you? Today? Tomorrow?"
The old man's red-rimmed eyes widened.
"I cannot take her back. Why, she's already birthed a child!"
Drew shrugged. "Fifteen thousand or I send her AND the babe back, with or without you.”
― Deeanne Gist, A Bride Most Begrudging

“Oh, they'll never believe a woman could solve such puzzles. They'll just assume I'm humoring you by editing it myself and allowing you to put your name to it."
She raised her eyebrows. "But you wouldn't be."
He humphed. "They'll never hear me admit it."
"I will," she said, a smile curving her lips.
He shrugged. "They'll believe me, not you.”
― Deeanne Gist, A Bride Most Begrudging

“Sneezeweed, Drew?"
He grinned. "Jealous?"
"Surprised."
"Remind me, and I'll have a talk with Gerald. Give him a few tips."
"Promise?"
"Absolutely.”
― Deeanne Gist, A Bride Most Begrudging

“Ho! Wise men say, 'He who hath not a good and ready memory should never meddle in telling lies.'"
Drew smiled. "I have a good and ready memory.”
― Deeanne Gist, A Bride Most Begrudging

“Does marriage reward love? Usually. Does marriage reward kindness? Maybe. Does marriage reward loyalty? Sometimes. Does marriage reward sacrifice? Not always. Did marriage reward Jehovah? No. His earthly wives, ancient Israel and ancient Judah, left him with prickly regrets. (Jer 3:8)
Lamentations, pg Intro”
― Michael Ben Zehabe, Lamentations: how narcissistic leaders torment church and family

“I suppose that's the ugly truth about regrets: They never arrive until after it's too late.”
― Nicole Deese, The Voice We Find

“Being pretty and nice does not make a good wife or husband. You have to also consider if the person loves God.”
― IyanuOluwa Olorode, Love's Direction

“That’s not what He calls you. He calls you precious. He calls you beloved. He calls you chosen. You don’t have to listen to the lies of the enemy. God is truth, and He doesn’t lie.”
― IyanuOluwa Olorode, Love's Beacon

“God is God when things work out perfectly and He remains God when things are jagajaga.”
― IyanuOluwa Olorode, Love's Beacon

“Simon huddled deeper into the tattered sleeping bag wrapped around his shoulders, and put on his best leave me alone face.”
― Kirsten Clark, A Christmas Cup of Joe

“The world is full of bad people who often do bad things, she said carefully. ‘But it isn’t a bad world. God makes sure of that.”
― Kirsten Clark, A Christmas Cup of Joe

“I will do what I can to keep you safe. We will come out of this, Roxannah."
Wrapped in the warmth of his reassuring words, Roxannah decided that Adin was like a late-season apple. Thick-skinned on the outside, so that little seemed to overwhelm him, and sweet to the core on the inside.
"Will you do that prayer thing again?”
― Tessa Afshar, The Queen's Cook

“So. An assistant in three months, a royal gift, and now the savior of a princess. What great feat have you planned next?"
Her cheeks turned the exact shade of pink that was fast becoming his favorite color. "I would be happy if I can make an edible breakfast for the queen.”
― Tessa Afshar, The Queen's Cook

“I followed Ruth's example, you know."
He tilted his head in confusion. There was a Ruth in his neighborhood. But when could she have met her? "Ruth?"
She gave him a pull-yourself-together look. "King David's great-grandmother."
"Oh, that Ruth." He sat up straight. "Wait. You did?"
She turned so she could look him in the eyes. Softly, so softly he had to lean close to her, she whispered, "Your people be my people, and your God my God."
Whatever control he had exerted over his heart for months, whatever walls he had built, simply crumbled. He tugged her until she laid against his chest, and for a long time, simply held her.
"I love you," he said.”
― Tessa Afshar, The Queen's Cook

“Some things were meant to be blasted to pieces. Just as others were meant to be pieced together, into a mosaic of breathtaking beauty.”
― Roseanna M. White, Awakened

“Maybe in the same way I can hear music where it doesn't exist, a reader can create connections to characters who also don't exist.”
― Nicole Deese, The Voice We Find

“He lingered in the periphery of her vision, studying her as she shaped a tall vessel. Her fingers had an enchantment to them as they formed the clay into curvaceous lines. Like Bezalel, the craftsman endowed by the Spirit of God with skill to furnish the Temple in Israel, she seemed blessed by something beyond human talent, something from God. An innate gift to create beauty from the very dust of the earth.”
― Tessa Afshar, The Royal Artisan

“She had lived through years of teasing as a child because of her slow speech, first in Babylon, and later in Susa, being told she was a dolt, or worse, a bore, too dull to befriend. By the time she thought of the answer to one thing, the conversation had often moved in a different direction. People her own age had found her tedious, not having the patience to wait until she said her piece. To them, she was hardly present. Not worth the effort of friendship. She had learned to protect herself by not risking new friendships, a habit that had stuck into adulthood.
Jadon had been different from the start. He had waited on every word, his easy smile reassuring her anxious heart. Never once had he made her feel unwanted. At times she wondered if he had been born to understand her.”
― Tessa Afshar, The Royal Artisan

“Sometimes the pain in the pursuit becomes part of the gifting. Part of the way God's call is formed. This injury may not be an end, but God forming something deeper in you."
She narrowed her eyes. "Did you pursue everything? With us? Because to me, that also felt like a gift from God.”
― Tessa Afshar, The Royal Artisan