Nora Roberts Quote Novels & Stories

Nora suddenly said, smiling mischievously. “Yes, of course. But I’m also sure you will want to convert the company”, Rock said while they laughed. The bar man who had intentionally heard their conversation also laughed while shaking his head. “Whatever you think” Nora said. “Now that we are talking like this, I like it.” She hummed in excitement. “Well, I don’t,” Rock countered. “I know you don’t, but you make this evening special to me and because of that, I will tell you something.”

"You think you can waltz in here and dismantle me with rumors? Guess again." Nora leaned forward, tone cold. "I’m not the only one with dirt. The question is: how will you fight back?" I raised my glass, fingers tightening around the cold surface. "I’ll do what I do best, survive. And trust me, I’m good at it." The bartender placed a hand on the counter between us. "Seriously, I can’t have this." We both ignored him. Nora’s lips curled. "Survival of the fittest, sweetheart. Just don’t be surprised if your happy family falls apart."

I honestly didn't know where I'd found the courage to say that. I was done with Deborah. I swear I'd never spoken to her like that in my entire life. The look on her face said it all. But I was done with her nonsense. And what business did she have with Damian anyway? She looked like she— No. I simply wasn't going to stand there and let her insult me again. Not anymore. "You still have the nerve to open your mouth, huh?" Nora scoffed. "You're so proud of selling your body, you cheap woman."

Their insults were instant like they'd practiced it before my arrival. “Such a bitch…” “Dale should've let her rot in jail…” “Dogs like her only know how to spread their legs for men…” “She's just like her parents, useless till their downfall…” “You all should just let her be,” that was Nora's voice, “we all knew nothing good could ever come out of her.” All the while, I didn't stop. Just walked out of the mansion, but Nora's words stuck. ‘Nothing good could ever come out of her.’

I wore a calm smile, as though she had told me something completely ordinary. My phone was sitting on the coffee table. The voice recorder had already been running. Nora kept talking, laying out her grand plans. How many shares she expected. Which house she planned to live in. She was arrogant enough to think everything had already been handed to her. Only when she finally stopped did I set down my cup. “Congratulations, Ms. Quinn.” I let the silence sit for a moment. “But if you’re bold enough to walk into my home and make demands, you should understand one thing.

why are they willing to pay such a huge amount just to find a wife for him. Mr knights and Nora were both looking at me expectantly, their eyes begging me to say yes, I can see the desperation in their eyes. "I can't" I said. "Why?, Is the money not enough?" Nora asked, I looked at her like she's lost her mind, she's a woman, how can she ask me something like that. "Don't worry about the money, if it's not enough, we can add more later" Mr knights said. What is wrong with rich people..... throwing money about, thinking everything is about money.

I said to Nora, who seemed to believe me and started laughing. “She's very foolish, I would say. She's just always foolish. No matter how I see it, she's just the worst person ever, and it's kind of tiring. I don't know what I want to do with her anymore,” she said, and then moved even closer to me and whispered in my ear.

ELIANA. “Spectra et umbras, aperite portas” Nora’s eyes were brazen with surprise as they fell on me. She stood up to her feet and could barely contain her words. “You came” She said. I nodded my head. “I said I was going to protect you…”

"You're more than ready, Nora. You're a talented fashion designer with a fresh perspective, and people want to hear your story. Just be yourself, and let your passion for fashion shine through." Nora took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. Mary's words echoed in her mind, giving her a boost of confidence. She reminded herself of her journey, from her early aspirations to her recent triumph at the design competition. She had worked hard, she had persevered, and now she was ready to share her vision with the world.

‘I’m glad I get to see this. “I heard everything.” She whispered and Nora knew exactly what she was talking about. The hours she spent talking to Nova, pleading her to wake up. She must have processed some of it. “I could never blame you for any of it. I’m just glad we’re not stuck with her anymore.” Her voice was raspy and broken, even difficult to understand, having not been used for years. Nora remembered her mother telling her that she would never find love. Truthfully, she always had love.