#sebastian

Aline: "He's cute, for a Downworlder" Sebastian: "You'll have to forgive her; she has the face of an angel and the manners of a Moloch demon ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tmi #forgiveness

Maureen clapped her hands together. "Oh," she said in her elfin little voice. "It's pretty." "Pretty?" Simon looked quickly at the hunched shape on top of the concrete block. "Maureen, what the hell- ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#sebastian-morgenstern #simon-lewis #city-of-fallen-angels

Sebastian's eyes were the color of smoke and silver. His pale skin, raven hair, and naturally dark red lips, paired with a rebel attitude and a poet's soul, pulled me in like a dark, magnetic force. ↗

— Kelly Keaton

#sebastian #attitude

My love is upon you. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#love #sebastian-st-vincent #love

(Jace) "Is there anything special you want to see? Paris? Budapest? The Leaning Tower of Pisa?" Only if it falls on Sebastian's head, she thought. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #jace #lol #sebastian #paris

Well, I'm certainly not Ragnor Fell the exotic dancer. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#magnus-bane #sebastian-verlac #magnus-bane

He made a small movement of his head. "Do you love Pennhyll as well as you do the mountain upon which it sits?" "I find it much like you." His mouth quirked, and then, curved in another smile. She stared, transfixed by the sight. "Unpleasant and forlorn?" She tipped her head to one side, considering him. She felt an odd sensation of understanding this harsh man who was, in fact, a stranger to her. "Not entirely unpleasant, that I will admit. Nor forlorn, either." "Do not tell me you find me amiable." "Certainly not. Like Pennhyll, you are strong and fierce." She felt, ridiculous as it was, that she knew him better than she knew herself. "To make a life here is to have courage and heart, and those you surely have. ↗

— Carolyn Jewel

#olivia #sebastian #the-spare #courage

As Robin thought about what he had just said, Noah got up from the chair and knelt down in front of her. 'How about I give you three reasons? Morning, day, and night.' She narrowed her eyes. 'Stay… so every morning when I open my eyes, you’ll be the first thing I see. Stay… so every day when I’m with you, I can show you all over again exactly how much you mean to me. And stay… so every night when you lay your head down next to mine, you’ll know… you’ll know just how much you’re loved.' Her eyes drifted to the water as she thought for a moment, returning to look deep into Noah’s eyes. 'Okay, Noah… I’ll stay. ↗

— Sebastian Cole

#love-story #romance #romantic #sand-dollar #sebastian-cole

His music was an outlet of that romantic energy and sensitivity. ↗

— Kailin Gow

#alpha-male #college #erotica #kailin-gow #music

Again, there were maidens who cherished the firm belief that he had come from the sea. Because within his breast could be heard the roaring of the sea. Because in the pupils of his eyes there lingered the mysterious and eternal horizon that the sea leaves as a keepsake deep in the eyes of all who are born at the seaside and forced to depart from it. Because his signs were sultry like the tidal breezes of full summer, fragrant with the smell of seaweed cast upon the shore. ↗

— Yukio Mishima

#romantic #sea #st-sebastian #romantic