Run, sweetheart, run.

What we have…is something most folks wait a lifetime for, and only touch for a heartbeat. They let go too quickly, or they’re too scared to hold on, or they never see what’s right in...

Kemenangan lahir dari proses, dari perjuangan. Sebanyak apa pun kamu mencari pengakuan dari orang lain, kamu tidak akan pernah bisa memuaskan dirimu sendiri. Karena kepuasanmu bukan berasal dari hatimu sendiri!

I love you.” Of course, straight to the point was also an effective strategy.

Love is an emotion experienced by the many and enjoyed by the few.

Stacy smiled proudly and he filed the image of her sweet face in the section of his heart he shared with no one else ~ Brian, Song of the Snowman”Mom said if you put ears...

I won’t bring you a single rose to be romantic, but I will point out that our relationship itself is the rose, and it’s our goal to see that it blossoms.

We’re wasting time here. I’ve got a sweet ass to paddle. Some legs to spread…

So, are we burning anything of his in some occult ritual that will curse him and all his unborn children till the end of their days, or are we just going to key his car?

It hurt, remembering. Hurt because there was so much I’d done, so much I’d yet to do. In so many different ways, I now realized, not remembering had been a blessing. A brief respite in...

There wasn’t a shed of doubt in her mind that he’d fulfill her every sexual fantasy and them some.But was a brief, hot affair worth losing his friendship?

No, we don’t.” He liked meeting like this, over her bare ass, a hot-off-the-presses copy of the Rocky Mountain News, and a steaming cup of coffee. It was so perfect, he planned on doing it...

But it’s worth it.

Faint black stubble shadowed his jaw, indicating he was a bedtime shaver, not a morning man. She remembered the feel of that stubble.Against her throat. Her breasts, The inside of her thighs.—He followed her back...

Ce ne stiamo in silenzio sotto quel cielo che ci guarda e chissà che pensa di noi. Ci sono sere in cui si vede a malapena una stella ma, se t’innamori, ne vedi tantissime, è...

If I let myself love you, I won’t throw myself in front of her. I’ll throw myself in front of you.

Me sujetó de la cintura para ayudarme a subir y debo de reconocer que estaba sensible al toque de sus manos, las cuales hicieron que mi cuerpo deseara más, para saciar la sed que había...

How much Romance do you like in your Fantasy? And, respectively, how much Questing do you like in your Romance?

I’ve always felt that distant train whistles heard in the dead of night are the universe’s way of letting us know the best days are neither ahead nor behind us…they’re happening right now, cradled in...

I want to feel intoxicated from inhaling the scent of you.

Perhaps it was the darkness and secrecy that lent an extra layer of excitement to their meeting? Certainly, all of her other senses felt heightened to an almost unbearable extent. She couldn’t see, but she...

Impossible to let go … No longer knowing how to hold on.

There ain’t a man in the world cares about a woman’s past until he’s thinking of her in his future.

You are the master of my heart. I am a slave to you’re soul. Intertwined in a perfect embrace that I will never release myself from.

What kind of songs do you like? she asked.”The ones that remind me of you,” I said.

You are the missing piece of my heart and soul. United we are now whole.

You wanted hearts and flowers. You have my heart — and here are the flowers.

I yearn to taste my desire on your lips.

When a man falls in love, he sees the beloved in an idealized vision which to the rest of the world seems unjustified by the facts of the woman’s character and appearance. The lover feels...

… The use of your gift for good is your responsibility. You must decide for yourself.

I gulped, mesmerized by his hypnotic eyes and charming, spearmint smile, and uttered something intelligent like,”Uh, huh.” ~ from Dragon Flight

you are here.the moontides are here.and that’s all that matters.

…big, strapping macho guys were like liquid diets–they were great for emergencies, but she wouldn’t want to be on one all the time.

If you’re waiting for me to declare my undying love for you, I can’t do that yet, blood-bond or no blood-bond. If you think I’m the swoony type of heroine you find in romance novels,...

Mom made me say it over and over, Keep it hidden, keep it safe. If anyone truly knew everything, it would freak them out in a large way. It freaks the shit out of me...

His eyes danced like a teenager. “Eat anyone alive today?” her father joked.Ruby returned his wicked grin and sauntered into the living room. “Not today, but tomorrow’s another day.

My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I’m well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath…He’s always,always in my...

We do not remember days, Shemei, we remember moments, and the richness of life lies in memories we have forgotten.

Cam and I just broke up.”Cam laughed, hugging me even tighter into his side.I huffed, trying to wriggle free. “What are you doing?””Getting back together with you.

Just so we’re very clear. If I want to kill you, I can kill you.

I want you to cry only in front of me.

She dropped her head again on Marius’ knees, and her eyelids closed. He thought the poor soul had departed. Eponine remained motionless. All at once, at the very moment when Marius fancied her asleep forever,...

Maybe someday, I’d find someone who’d prove he really loved me. Someone who’d hold me rather than let me fall. Someone who’d never lie to me.

He shook his head. “The next time I hear a women going on about how neurotic men are, I’m going to remember this. You tell me you like my body, and what do I say?...

Talk to me. Say something, anything,” he pleaded quietly as if he was trying to tame a wild animal.”There’s nothing to say.”He looked up and lowered his eyebrows on his eyes. “Why did you kiss...

That casual glance was the beginning of a cataclysm of love that had still not ended half a century later.

Her eyes narrowed, but she wasn’t yelling.I think she liked me… kind of. The way a mother would like an annoying spastic two year old who belonged to someone else.

He smiled wickedly, and my body warmed. “Girls dig bad boys.””Unfortunately, that’s true.””Is there a message, Bridge?””In your dreams,” I replied with a roll of my eyes, but it was all an act because there...

Pray as if all things depend on God, and work as if all things depend on you.

Lottie tilted her head to one side and looked Maya up and down. “You’re a little bit of a thing, but I hear you’re good at stirring up big trouble.