I had a dream about you. You had a gun to my head, figuratively speaking. In a literal sense you were holding a needle to my temple, because I was Mr. Bubblegumhead. I just wanted...

I want you, Delilah Anne. Never doubt that. I want a life with you. With your voice and your touch and your thoughts and your arguments. I want your grace and your mistakes and your...

Don’t. Please don’t say it.”I search his eyes. For what, I don’t know. “Why?””Because I don’t want you to. I need you to come back to me. Not to help me. Or to help my...

I needed something else, some kind of juice.He gave me a hooked-eyebrow glance and took a showy swig of the water. Mmm, he said, smacking his lips. Water-juice. It’s fantastic.

Young friends, whose string-and-tin-can phone extended from island to island, had to pay out more and more string, as if letting kites go higher and higher. They had more and more to tell each other,...

I miss you. I miss your smile. I miss your hand in mine. I miss your laugh when you’re nervous. I wish to god I was hearing it right now. That hurricane was the best...

Henry lifted his head and looked directly at me. I froze where I stood, feeling as if he had just told me a secret with that look. It was new . It was a question...

Shanna, sweet Shanna. How can I tell you what you mean to me? When I saw you at the ball it was as if my heart started beating again. You lit up the room, bright...

He was like her favorite type of candy, she realized, a bit sour at first but all sweetness in the long run. Admittedly . . . that tartness was part of the allure all along.

That girl’s heart is bigger than Texas.” Her eyes narrowed. “And it’s as tender as a baby’s butt. You take care with it, you hear?

And now I know you’re my girlfriend, since you’re not afraid to demand community property,” he said, and pulled off the uneaten half to hand it over.

Time for a showdown with her mutinous brewmaster. She’d tried nice. She’d tried all business. She’d tried cajoling. Now, it was time to try bitch with big brass balls.

I’m tired of watching you be in love with someone else someone who will never love you back, not the way I do.

Pleased to meet you.” Sage said, offering his hand. “The pleasure is all mine,” Rayna Purred. “Unless ofcourse, it’s all Clea’s which is even better.”Sage smiled and might have even blushed a bit, which was...

Sweet to the miser are his glittering heaps,Sweet to the father is his first-born’s birth,Sweet is revenge–especially to women

There is something very wrong with you.

I don’t know about you, but I just can’t rule out finding the love of my life simply because he’s twenty four years older than me. I’m only sorry you had to wait so long...

Cowboy!” she hollered.Every man on the street turned to stare at her.”–pg.117

Some nights, we were a city of two.

Life is too sweet and too short to express our affection with just our thumbs. Touch is meant for more than a keyboard.

Because I don’t want to give you any reason to be mad at me. I don’t want to give you a reason to hate me because, as much as I might have have begged you...

To four years until freedom,” she said lifting her glass.He raised his in salute. “To you, Celaena.” Their eyes met, and Chaol didn’t hide his smile as she grinned at him. Perhaps four years with...

Look at me, chica.” When she does, I repeat, “Eres hermosa.””What does it mean?””You’re beautiful.

To ugly ducklings everywhere,Don’t worry about those fluffy yellow morons:They’ll never get to be swans

That’s the thing about hands. I love to hold hands because it brings comfort to me to know and feel I’m holding onto the person I love.

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I don’t have the body for this,” I quipped, lifting my chin to a voluptous woman nearby who shook her hips zealously to the beat. “No curves.”Jev’s eyes held mine. “Are you asking my opinion?

Now, you listen, Alyssa Victoria Gardner. Normal is subjective. Don’t ever let anyone tell you you’re not normal. Because you are to me. And my opinion is all that matters. Got it?

Go out with me tomorow night,” Perry went on. “Let me prove to you that I’m the guy you want.””I…I guess I coul go out tomorrow night,” Miranda sounded shocked and a little swept off...

Don’t cry. She wouldn’t like it. When I missed my father, I used to cry. Mama taught me when I cry, he is sad and will cry, too. I don’t want my daddy sad. I’m...

We flew back home like swallows. ‘Is it happiness that makes us so light?’ Agathe asked.

Mungkin kau tidak membutuhkanku. Tapi aku membutuhkanmu.

It didn’t matter what I wore, or how much sleep I’d had or not had, he always looked at me as if his world began and ended with me.

Marry me he said voice full of emotion. Be my soul mate my friend and my lover as long as we both live. Make babies with me that have curly hair and big brown eyes....

How you feel about marrying me?” he asked in my ear.

Lollypop…the passion contained merely kissesplaced upon lips, neck and cheekthese young lovers of the castleof which our fairytale speaks…

A miracle happened. Right there and then, in amongst the lunchtime diners and tourists, with the sweeping views of San Francisco Bay outside the window and the sea lions making a racket on the wharf...

There’s always tomorrow.” I followed him. “Tomorrow’s not going to change anything.””We’ll see.””There’s nothing to see. You’re wasting your time.””When it concerns you, it’s never a waste of my time,” he replied.

What have the nibblers ever done for you?”The breeze ruffled her hair, pushing it back from her face, giving him a clear shot of her eyes. They were asking for an answer. Needing to know...

And yes, I know that sentiment is at the top of the Women’s Liberation Movement’s list of things not to say to a modern woman

Sounds like a nice dream to me.” …a few pages laterThings were looking up. If he could just convince her his boxer shorts belonged in her laundry basket, he’d be right on board with her...

Epic fail, beautiful.

Are you asking me to undress, Tris?’A nervous laugh gurgles from my throat. ‘Only … partially