#mel

He gripped the edge of the desk. “I’ve done my best to make sure my brothers have no blood on their hands,” he said with menacing quiet. “I’m going to hell for all three of us.” Beckett said defiantly. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#love #poughkeepsie #love

Blake Hartt, I choose you. I deserve you. I want you.” Livia proved it by kissing his cold lips until they were warm. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#love #poughkeepsie #love

But the worst of all is, according to the old phrase, while the grass grows, the horse starves, but the man of money is the man for Nova Scotia. Those may do extremely well. ↗

— Nathaniel Smith

#extremely #grass #grows #horse #man

His eyes twinkled mischievously as he gazed at me with that look that always made me melt: as if I were edible and he could barely restrain himself from taking a bite. ↗

— Amy Plum

#love #melt #sexy #love

Eve held his eyes and confidently licked the length of the razor-sharp blade with the tip of her tongue. Red blood beaded up on her tongue, and she licked her lips, giving them a fresh coat of color. Eve used the knife to blow a kiss in Beckett’s direction and disappeared into the crowd. Beckett forgot to keep dancing. He stood stock still with Kyle still twirling around him. Eve had just f*cked his mind so hard, he wanted to smoke a cigarette and cuddle like some soap-watching woman. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#love #poughkeepsie #love

You love me. Real or not real? ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#love

Stop. Stop that. Tell me what happened to you.” She gently ran her fingers down the length of his chest. Blake shook his head. “My life outside of this train station won’t touch you.” His green eyes swam with pain and determination. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#love #poughkeepsie #life

If love wants you; if you've been melted down to stars, you will love with lungs and gills; with feathers and scales; with warm blood and cold. ↗

— Anne Michaels

#love #melting #stars #love

Maybe that’s why humans find it so hard getting over love affairs. It’s not the pain they’re getting over, it’s the love ↗

— Melina Marchetta

#love

Love is a timeless commodity, and it’s as universal as the air we breathe. ↗

— Moffat Machingura

#love #need-love #timeless #universal #love