Love is to beer as I am to drunk. And you say I’m not romantic. Shoot, I’m so romantic I could just puke.

It took me years to get over you. Truth is, I never did fully get over you. I just learned to live without you. I can’t ever do that again. It almost killed me. And...

How to Lose Weight Through the Miracle of Diarrhea. That sounds like a bestselling Romance novel title if I’ve ever heard one. I’m a sucker for a good love story.

He kisses me once more, on the forehead this time, and then he’s gone. And I know I’m young, and fairly inexperienced where men are concerned, but I’m positive that even when I’m 90 years...

Nothing to say. I used to be a ghostwriter for a publisher.’‘Medieval stuff?’‘Eighty-page love stories. You have this guy, untrustworthy but good in bed, and this girl, radiant but innocent. In the end they fall...

Do not confuse your cravings with your needs

You don’t think those nasty thoughts about my sumisita, Kimberly.

The very essence of romance is uncertainty.

Would women find vampires even sexier and more romantic if instead of fangs they had rose thorns? It’s thoughts like these I think of when digging in my garden, looking for my one true love...

She is all the great heroines of the world in one. She is more than an individual. I love her, and I must make her love me. I want to make Romeo jealous. I want...

He wanted it to be just right; he didn’t want to make the mistake of trying to tell her he loved her, and having the words come out confused or ending up saying something completely...

I was as unburdened as a piece of dandelion fluff, and he was the wind that stirred me about the world.

normal” by what you define it, but normal is what you make it. You could spend a lifetime in the house you grew up in and never once feel normal.

If the human heart sometimes finds moments of pause as it ascends the slopes of affection, it rarely halts on the way down.

Just leave me alone, I want to be alone,” she said when Jack tried to open the car door. She hit the lock, and wound the window up. Since the roof was down, it was...

Simple and predictable seem pretty darn tantalizing when you’re a witch.Lately, I’ve wished for a lot of things to be the way they were. Gone are my lustfor the macabre and the sweetly sinful fantasies...

Life is a love story, with every character yearning for permanent refuge in someone’s heart.

Please don’t look for me. You won’t find me.

The collar represented something of big importance to her. He knew she saw it as losing who she was. He saw it as her trusting him enough to let him be in charge.

I’d make a better lover than a dead bird. Probably.

You’re my home, Susanna. My home, my heart, my dearest love. Wherever you are, that’s where I belong. Always.” – Victor Bramwell, Earl of Rycliff

Bruiser stared in the mirror hanging in his locker and ran a comb through his blond hair, wishing he had dark hair like Harris, or a mean look like Zach, or even a guy-next-door like...

She’d never known a man whose initial move was to undress the woman he wanted.

The reason I have felt so empty, so lost at times, is because you were missing.

All they told me was that he was forty-two when he died. I just wanted…to find out more about what kind of person he was.I could tell you more, amanda thought to herself. A lot...

If you’re going to fall in love with anyone, fall in love with a writer. Allow yourself to become immortalised in words.

But I couldn’t help myself, couldn’t help the way I felt as I recalled the bliss and rush of a vampire’s bite.

No podía evitar sentirme apenada e incómoda y ahora tendría que ver el paisaje mientras él se bañaba. No sé con qué intención lo había hecho, pero de lo que si estaba segura, era que...

It’s not that we have to leave this life one day, it’s how many things we have to leave all at once: holding hands, hotel rooms, wine, summertime, drunkenness, and the physics of falling leaves,...

My ideas about vampires may by romantic, but your attitudes toward women need a major overhaul.

Dare to live the fairytale.

She hated him – she hated everything he stood for. But when they said hate is akin to love they were certainly right. Because she needed him with every fibre of her being. And hard...

My mind aches with a thousand stories. All variations with shredded threads of truth.

Then I am a hopeful romantic.

Never give up, Never surrender!!!!!If you think you can’t, then you must, if you must, then you can..Tony Robbins

It’s love when someone can touch you without using their hands.

There was a lot about Kim and J.P. he didn’t get…. he was confused by their lack of romance. As a father, he was at times grateful for that missing intensity, but as a man...

I’ve never really had time for romantic relationships. I have much more important things to worry about, like saving the world from zombies.

All the friends in the world are in the fountain of a pen.

My heart only grows more powerful the more my flowing love goes unabsorbed, unobserved, and unappreciated.

A text pops up on the screen. It’s from Luis. I can’t help but grin when I read his perfectly thought-out message.Luis: Hey

—,Débil? —Me mira como si me hubiera vuelto loca—. ¡Y un cuerno! Tú no eres débil, Nikki. Eres fuerte, eres una superviviente. Cuando te estrecho en mis brazos noto tu fuerza. Es como tocar un...

Luis is right there.” I point to the corner of the yard, where my little brother is the centre of attention doing imitations of barnyard animals. I have yet to inform him that talent isn’t...

You ever had a hickey? I want to give you a hickey.””Karl, we’re not fourteen!””Don’t bloody care. I was in love with you when I was fourteen — your neck owes me a hickey.”(Karl &...

How did I get here How did I end up in the arms of a boy I barely knew but knew I didn’t want to lose I wondered what I would have thought of Andrius...

A scent. Your mother’s shampoo.

I think people need hope when times are tough. I think they also need escape and adventure and fantasy. Books are like cheap mini vacations.

simple.

You’ve crafted this bored veneer, but you’re always giving yourself away in moments like that. In the moments that really matter.

I hated him, loved him, wanted him, and yet I wished him away. So many conflicting emotions of wants and needs. So much fear. Not because of him, but because of myself—of how deep my...