#walker

What does kiciciyapi mitawa mean?" He kept his head on her breasts. "What?" "You called me kicicyapi mitawa. It sounded so beautiful. It wasn't Japanese. What was it?" "It's the voice of the Lakota. It would sound silly in English." He cupped her breast, his fingers moving lightly over her skin. His breath warm on her heart. "I want to know. It didn't sound silly when you said it. It sounded...beautiful. It made me feel beautiful. And loved." He kissed her breast. "I called you my heart. And you are. ↗

— Christine Feehan

#feehan #ghostwalkers #love #nico #beauty

People change when shit happens. ↗

— Victoria Scott

#the-collector #victoria-scott #change

I'm poor, black, I may even be ugly; but dear God, I'm here! I'm here! ↗

— Alice Walker

#beautiful #the-color-purple #beauty

death had just shred a tear ↗

— Abbi Glines

#death

One of my professors once told me that the last official act of the British monarchy was when Queen Victoria refused to sign a law that made same-sex acts illegal. It would have made me think more highly of her, except the reason she objected was because she didn’t believe women would do anything like that. Parliament rewrote the law so it was specific to men, and she signed it. A tribute to enlightenment, Queen Victoria was not. Neither, as I have observed before, are werewolf packs. ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#history #humor #queen-victoria #shifters #urban-fantasy

Holding Hawke’s gaze in a way that not many men could, Walker said, “You will be good to her.” Not a statement, but an order. Hawke’s wolf stirred. “Do you think I’d be otherwise?” “If I did, you’d be dead. ↗

— Nalini Singh

#walker #men

Given the way his night had been going so far, he didn't have time to go to jail. ↗

— Christine Warren

#walker #werewolves #werewolves

There are only old people here. ↗

— Christie Walker Bos

#goodbye-blues #hello-love #love

Attraction is explained as a function of reincarnation: people who knew each other in past lives are helpless in the face of an emotion which has passed, untouched, through bodily death. Who wouldn’t be? ↗

— Brenda Walker

#reading-by-moonlight #death

I'm a slow walker, but I never walk back. ↗

— Abraham Lincoln

#i #never #slow #walk #walker