Hi everyone! I thought I'd take this opportunity to talk a little bit about something that is near and dear to my heart -- good movies. I'm a big movie addict, and some of my favorites are the ones that contain a healthy does of romance. So today, I thought that I'd offer you my top five favorite romantic movies.
1) Romancing the Stone
I think every romance novelist has seen this movie. Many point at it as the inspiration that got them writing romances. This movie has it all -- adventure, mystery, and of course, a heroine who writes romance novels. Who could ask for anything more?
This is such a classic. who could forget Igrid Bergman's famous line "Play it, Sam. Play ‘As time Goes By’" Or Bogart's "Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine." There are so many good scenes, and the chemistry between Bergman and Bogart makes the screen sizzle. The movie is totally swoon-worthy.
3) Bridget Jones Diary
I think every woman can identify with Bridget, at least a little bit. And who doesn't fall in love with Collin Firth? Some of the scenes are hilarious, and the ending will leave you sighing and wishing you had a Colin of your own.
4) Sabrina/My Fair Lady
I don't know, there is something about the cantankerous Henry Higgins that I find endearing. I love the way Eliza makes his world crumble, and how she makes him see that he needs to stop observing life, and start living it. Whether it is musical (My Fair Lady) or the older movie version (Sabrina), this Pygmalian adaptation will always remain on my keeper shelf.
5) Pretty Woman
Who doesn’t want Richard Gere to come and sweep them off their feet? Many of the themes here are echoes of My Fair Lady (above) and it shows that the story is timeless. Love it!
So there you have it, my top five favorite romantic movies. Do you agree? Are there other movies that I left off the list that you enjoy? Tell me about it!
Rose is skeptical when Lady Denville hires her to take care of some ghosts in her townhouse. She expects to find a nest of rats or branches scraping against a window. Instead she finds two sexy spirits intent on fulfilling her every sexual desire. They introduce her to a whole new world of pleasure — and a curse that may destroy them all.
Lionel and Jonathan have been trapped in the townhouse for decades, waiting. When Rose walks in, they know that she is the one with the power to save them. The key to their freedom lies within reach, and both men must put aside their differences if they ever hope to break the curse that binds them to the townhouse. As the men set out to seduce Rose and gain their freedom, their sexual desire turns into something more. Now they must be honest with the woman they love, or stay imprisoned in the spirit world forever.
Rose stood at the top of the stairs and listened. The moans were louder now, and she could easily distinguish the two tones.She scanned the area around her, but it was too dark to see much beyond her hands.
She straightened her light green dress, chosen to match her eyes, and poked a wispy blonde curl back into her twist. If Lady Denville indeed had guests up here, then Rose had to make sure to look her best.
She picked up a candle off the nearby end table and lit it. The soft glow illuminated the hallway, which looked as if it hadn’t had a good dusting in ages. Thick velvet curtains had been pulled over the windows, blocking any light. It was so unlike Lady Denville to keep her upstairs closed up like this.
Besides the depressing atmosphere, nothing seemed out of the ordinary with the crimson carpet and dark wood walls. Rose took a deep breath, steeled her jaw, and stepped forward.
The noises filled the air, fanning her desire from a small spark into a large flame. They were smooth and melodic, almost blending with each other. Her body warmed, and she placed her hand to her cheek. Her husband wasn’t overly amorous, and it had been a long time since she had enjoyed the pleasures of the bedroom. The noises spoke to something feminine and primal deep inside her body. It awoke and rushed through her system, leaving her breathless.
The sensations felt…strange. She had not felt anything so strong before, not even with her own husband. What could be making her feel this way, and could it alleviate the ache forming between her legs? She inched forward a step, then two. With each small advance, her desire grew until she found it difficult to concentrate on the matter at hand. She paused as a name echoed off the walls.
Her skin tingled with sexual awareness as the deep, commanding voice rippled through her body. Rose slid her fingers along the low-cut edge of her dress, then dipped them between her breasts. How did it get so warm in here?
And who was Jonathan?
She continued to the very end of the hall. It was darkest here, the heavy curtains in the windows blocking all light. She heard new noises now, like the shifting of furniture. They seemed to be coming from behind the large wooden door. A low glow shone through the cracks as the moans grew louder.
Heat traveled over her skin as she stared at the strange light. A light breeze blew over her skin, just like it had when she was downstairs moments ago. It did nothing to cool her rising temperature or the fluttering in her stomach.
The flame on the candle flickered, then extinguished. She fought back the sudden urge to shed her clothes as confusion filled her mind. She had to know what was behind the door, not just for Lady Denville’s sake, but for her own. Rose needed to find out what was making her feel like some animal in heat.
Rose felt the familiar ache low in her abdomen. She was desperate for something to ease the building pressure between her legs, but nothing suitable was available. She resisted the urge to rip off her clothes and touch herself, for she suspected such an act would do little to alleviate the growing ache. She craved something bigger and stronger to satisfy her. The whole situation felt barbaric and yet thrilling at the same time.
Rose moistened her lips and turned the knob…
Love Immortalized, Destinies Fulfilled
After over a decade in the scientific world, Suzanne needed a creative outlet. She tried scrap booking, cooking, crocheting, painting, and piano, none of which held her interest for very long. Then one of her friends suggested writing. Thrilled with the idea of creating her own worlds, she opened up her lap top and never looked back.
When Suzanne’s not writing, she can be found playing with her two daughters, testing her husband’s latest kitchen creations, or curled up with her favorite romance novel in her central Massachusetts home.
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