#tempo

You definitely have the voice for phone sex, but I've got to go. I have a date with my vibrator." "Oh, Eva." Cross spoke my name in a decadent purr. "You're determined to drive me to my knees, aren't you? What will it take to talk you into a threesome with B.O.B. ↗

— Sylvia Day

#eva-tramell #gideon-cross #dating

They died together; they'll always be remembered together. It's decided, once and for all. He was hers. ↗

— Rebecca Serle

#death #love #shakespeare #death

Hey," I said softly and cupped his cheek. "Yeah?" “What about your dream?” His face went dimples. “I’m lookin’ at it, darlin’.” Oh. Crap. My heart felt near bursting. I was absolutely done for. This man owned me, body and soul, and everything in between. ↗

— Madeline Sheehan

#motorcycle-man #dreams

It was a generation growing in its disillusionment about the deepening recession and the backroom handshakes and greedy deals for private little pots of gold that created the largest financial meltdown since the Great Depression. As heirs to the throne, we all knew, of course, how bad the economy was, and our dreams, the ones we were told were all right to dream, were teetering gradually toward disintegration. However, on that night, everyone seemed physically at ease and exempt from life’s worries with final exams over and bar class a distant dream with a week before the first lecture, and as I looked around at the jubilant faces and loud voices, if you listened carefully enough you could almost hear the culmination of three years in the breath of the night gasp in an exultant sigh as if to say, “Law school was over at last! ↗

— Daniel Amory

#city #contemporary-fiction #contemporary-literature #downtown #lake

Baking is like washing--the results are equally temporary. ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#temporary #washing #equality

We need creativity in order to break free from the temporary structures that have been set up by a particular sequence of experience. ↗

— Edward de Bono

#break #creativity #experience #free #need

There will be people wishing to see the things you see, but can't. So the things they see physical is temporal, but the things shone spiritually is eternal. ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#faith #hope #temporal #faith

Tell me something, princess, if I make a liar out of you…will you forgive me?” Hex James, Hex upon Me ↗

— Beth Mikell

#romance #forgiveness

Her gaze slid up the thick muscles of his arm, imagining her hand doing the same, imagining what it would feel like to explore a body of such raw, masculine energy. No doubt about it, he was man built for battle. Yet she could seein his sharp, dark eyes, and in the glimpses of humor and caring he'd let slip, that there was so much more to him than the fight. ↗

— Melissa Cutler

#contemporary #romance #suspense #imagination

I called it a baptism in flaming ink that forced me to shed my shyness about recognizing myself as a poet and to accept the fact that life had never given me any choice in the matter. And then I had to discover exactly what that meant. ↗

— Aberjhani

#contemporary-literature #contemporary-poetry #destiny #famous-poets #initiation