#om

Because you have my heart, Virgilia Wessex.” Softly, almost achingly. “Every black ounce of it. Scars and all. ↗

— V.S. Carnes

#love #romance #love

Who are you Jared? The man who wants to fuck me and own me, or the man who held me when I had a nightmare? ↗

— Mercy Cortez

#confused #dominant #love #love

Your face says so much in so little time, you let everything you're thinking bloom upon your face, and I can't think of anything else I'd rather watch than you pass through five moods in five minutes. What glorious weather. ↗

— Carlene Bauer

#love #meteorology #love

Maybe that’s why I was so afraid of Sasha’s love. With him comes the remembering part that I was so good at forgetting. ~Piper - 'Breathe Me ↗

— Alexia Purdy

#literary-fiction #love #love-hurts #second-chances #love

I don't think every person is unique. If every person is unique, then unique is a completely unneccessary word." "Don't you think that every person has something specific that makes them special?" "Maybe, but if that's the case, then people are 99 percent boring." "And you, are you one of the few people who isn't boring?" "I don't think I'm any more remarkable than anyone else. THe difference is that I've discovered that I don't need to go around pretending I have a personality. ↗

— Gunnar Ardelius

#special #unique #love

You've got to have someone who loves your body. Who doesn't define you, but sees you. Who loves what he sees. Who you don't have to struggle to be good enough for. ↗

— Deb Caletti

#love #seeing #someone #struggle #you

He was ugly, himself. Weird-ugly. But ugliness in a man doesn't matter, much. Ugliness in a woman is her life. ↗

— Joyce Carol Oates

#women #life

It was just a lie that seemed real. It was a promise that was never meant to be true. The forever that had a deadline. It felt like falling in love, but it was falling in a heartbreak café! ↗

— Moffat Machingura

#falling-in-love #forever #heartache #heartbreak #lie

Thinking of love in terms of romance is like thinking of God in terms of a priest. ↗

— Silvia Hartmann

#love #religion #romance #spirituality #love

But in that moment, I didn’t want to be trusted. I wanted something far more primal. I stretched up on my tiptoes and leaned in. I closed my eyes as his scent overcame me. When his lips touched mine it felt as if he’d caressed them with a feather. It was all I could do not to wrap myself around him and do things I’d never really thought about doing before. ↗

— Sara Hubbard

#high-school #mystery #paranormal-romance #paranormal-ya #romance