Love flows like flowers, and grows like water. I’m so thirsty for romance I could drink a dozen roses.

We do not know whether I am making love to you or you are making love to me. The experience is so completely mutual. It feels awesome. I wish it could last forever.

I want to love every piece of you. I want to be inside you. I want our bodies together, to make the two of us into one. I want it all, and I want it hard, soft, anything that will make you happy. I want to hold you, keep you safe, make you scream… I...

They spoil every romance by trying to make it last for ever. It is a meaningless word, too. The only difference between a caprice and a lifelong passion is that the caprice lasts a little longer.

Touching his cock was like eating chips; I couldn’t stop after just one.

Night had fallen, and Diane admired the deep sky behind Steve’s calm countenance. They looked into each other’s eyes again and felt the spark and excitement of discovery. As if to celebrate the perfect, life-enabling distance of the earth from the sun, Diane and Steve kissed again.””-The Grand Unified Story (a Short Story) from Stories...

I want to undress you, touch you, kiss you, taste you. And then I want you to taste yourself on my mouth.” He kissed her again, hot and strong and long. One hand crept to her clothed breast, kneading it. “I want you hard and hot and deep and fast. And then I want you...

Check my riddle, and I’ll let you play my fiddle.

Sometimes this was much harder than trying to get an alligator in a suitcase.

The mind of man can only teach what he has learned from others. It is how you use that knowledge that will decide who you are.

Beauty needs a witness.

I’ve been waiting for you,” he murmured.Aphrodite slowly walked across the balcony, as her mind raced, trying to think of the perfect thing to say in return. All of a sudden a thought came to her that she didn’t quite understand, but she knew it was right. It was also important, and would immortalize her...

The only people who need to fear me, are those that hurt you…” – TDS, Seven Dirty Words

Come un raggio di luce che sbuca impertinente tra nuvole bige di un celo autunnale, un’idea si fece largo tra i miei pensieri, un’illuminazione: Sèbastien era sempre stato gentile con me, perché preso da me e non perché volesse essere il mio migliore amico. Ora capivo il decadere di ogni sua relazione e il perché...

Death is the Inevitable Price We Must Pay.

Oh yeah? How about M’Lin the cursed?

You did say something I found offensive yesterday.What was that?I believe the word you used was friends.

I couldn’t have gotten through any of this without you. Through all of it, you’ve been my support, my anchor. I don’t know how one man’s shoulders can possibly be so strong.”…He tilted her face up to his. “With the love I feel for you, bella, I could lift up the world.

It’s more than words & somehow more than actions could ever show. It’s hard to explicate this feeling I have for you, but it’s one I could live out the rest of my days trying to make you understand.

They say love is blind…but it isn’t. Love is perfect sight. Love is the ability to see a person, I mean really see him-his strengths, his weaknesses, his flaws, all his past triumphs and mistakes-and view that person not as the world says you’re supposed to see him, but as you see him-as that special...

Being in love is not always being happy but being happy is always being in love

In one blow, that dream died as they dragged me—him—away. A tear slid down my cheek. I wasn’t the only one mourning the loss of a dream. “I’m sorry.” ‘You’re not alone, I just wanted you to know that. And someday, when I have my powers back and am free, I’m going to do some...

Keep going’ she told herself, ‘Don’t look back.’ But she looked anyways.

There was a time when our desire for each other would have landed us in an asylum or prison, had it not been sanctioned by mutual assent. True or false.

However, in the bedroom or in the club, I am a lot more equal than you.

Breathless I look up at him and find him gazing at me with a wonder that my deep-seated insecurity finds hard to believe. Then he does this thing. His fingers start moving on my face, tracing outlines. They trail along my eyebrows, the ridge of my nose, the apple of my cheeks and the line...

This is the owner of Dark Haven. Master Xavier. Call him ‘my liege.’”Xavier sighed. He had no idea who’d first given him that title, but the submissives took such delight in it, he’d allowed it to continue.

Damn, she was getting so tangled up by guilt and desire. ~Nikki in Texas Tangle

I’ll be your Dostoevsky, if you’ll be my Tolstoy. Our life together will be so full of despair that death will be like a gulag full of joy.

Sana’y hindi umiikot ang mundo at tumatanda ang panahon.- Jea

There was nothing to see in the room, but his brain pulled multiple vivid memories to the forefront of his mind. Entering the house as husband and wife, with Angela holding onto his arm. The night his father died in the downstairs bedroom while he was helpless to do anything but watch from the window;...

There were books about how to be gay; he’d seen them in stores and libraries. Some of them even had diagrams. But there weren’t any diagrams about how to fall in love with your best friend and not fuck everything up.

I told you. . .you belong in a castle.

Call bitch a bitch , no fucking reasons

I was gardening when I saw this snail/slug thing disguised as a leaf. Ah, isn’t fall a wonderful time to slowly fall in love?

Careful. You’re talking about the man I love.

Remember babe, hurting people hurt people. And that doesn’t make it right, and it won’t ever make it okay. I just don’t want to see you with a hurting someone that hurts people every single day.

You never told me you love me.” He said bitterly.Alynna looked down. If only Cullan knew, she is saying those words every time she lays her eyes on him, when she thinks of him, when she watches him on his sleep…And right this moment.I love you so much, Cullan, it hurts.

My hair– bob it!

Focus. She’s Maddie. Your friend. Would you eyeball Keith or Dane’s butt like that? ~ Zach

Believe me, I may be a bit blasé, but I can still get any man I want.

Kissing girls is not like science, nor is it like sport. It is the third thing when you thought there were only two.

I stood still, vision blurring, and in that moment, I heard my heart break. It was a small, clean sound, like the snapping of a flower’s stem.

But love, I’ve come to understand, is more than three words mumbled before bedtime. Love is sustained by action, a pattern of devotion in the things we do for each other every day.

Aku tidak percaya akan cinta pada pandangan pertama. Tapi harus kuakui, aku menyukai apa yang kulihat pada pandangan pertama.

Damn me to hell or take me to heaven, but for Gods sake, do it now….

Time will make it worse! You’re…the other half of his soul. He’s never going to get over you. And no matter how much you hope that you will… you’ll never get over him. You’re going to wake up one day and realize what you’ve done, and you’re going to regret the time you wasted apart...

I wished the kiss could have gone on forever. Breaking the embrace, he ran a few fingers through my hair and down my cheek. He stepped back toward the door.”I’ll see you later, Roza””At our next practice?” I asked. “We are starting those up again, right? I mean, you still have things to teach me.””Yes....

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The blame of course belonged to Clyde, who just was not much given to talk. Also, he seemed very little curious himself: Grady, alarmed sometimes by the meagerness of his inquiries and the indifference this might suggest, supplied him liberally with personal information; which isn’t to say she always told the truth, how many people...