#angel

What would angel lips taste like? Sunshine? Marshmallows? Or something altogether different? Maybe buttered-popcorn jelly beans. ↗

— Lisa M. Basso

#paranormal #romance #young-adult #young-adult-romance

Aw, man. I’d just shot an angel in the face.I made my way into the foyer and sat down on the stairs. I glanced up at the big old grandfather clock. It was going on ten. My folks would be home soon. “How was your evening, honey?” “Killed an angel.” “Well, isn’t that nice.” That wasn’t happening. Daddy never liked guns in the first place, Mother just pretended to. I was so grounded. ↗

— Adrienne Kress

#parents #riley #shotgun #home

Sometimes we are less unhappy in being deceived by those we love, than in being undecieved by them. ↗

— François de La Rochefoucauld

#love

People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect. But actually - from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint - it's more like a big ball of wibbly wobbly, timey wimey stuff. ↗

— Steven Moffat

#doctor-who #humor #inspirational #the-doctor #time-travel

The remnants of my dress hung like tentacles and from my back arched a pari of towering wings, feather-light but suggesting enourmous power. My hair streamed behind me, and I knew that the ring of light around my head would be brighter than ever. “Holy crap!” Xavier blurted ↗

— Alexandra Adornetto

#humor #humor

What does she do?" "She's a producer." Of course, in Los Angeles this doesn't mean much more than "she's a member of the human race. ↗

— Julian Fellowes

#film-industry #hollywood #los-angeles #movie-business #southern-california

Before I succumbed to the sweet lull of his voice, I made one last request. "Stay". I was asleep before he could answer, but in my dreams I heard him reply forever. ↗

— S.L. Naeole

#dreams

I can just barely tell when you're afraid because that is the only emotion I have been able to recognize. ↗

— S.K.N. Hammerstone

#angels #angels-and-demons #the-rift #death

The kindness sent from one compassionate soul to another during the time of loss of one held so dear allows the sorrow-filled heart to open wide, filling the space of emptiness that grief may have created with a renewed sense of peace, compassion, and love. ↗

— Molly Friedenfeld

#compassion #death #god #grief #heart

The death has an only color. ↗

— Sabrina Benulis

#archon #demons #love #sci-fi #urban-fantasy