#adult

Even the most beautiful flower, the rose," he argued, "has the thorn that makes it imperfect. ↗

— Lynetta Halat

#coming-of-age-novel #new-adult-romance #romance #age

She had streaked blonde hair, long and straight, parted in the middle framing high cheek bones, an aquiline nose and beautiful deep blue eyes. She was young, around 30, tall and lithe with a good body, athletic, not skinny. She wore a sleeveless black dress that exposed her toned arms and shoulders, indicating regular workouts or yoga. There was a hint of vein running the length of her lean muscle. This girl stood out like an arabian in a corral full of draft horses. ↗

— Nick Hahn

#affair #arabian #blonde #corral #horses

Being amongst rough lives and confusion does not make you less, it only makes your beauty shine out more clearly. ↗

— Sharon Sant

#humour #love #romance #romantic-comedy #young-adult

I’m not trying to make you cry. I’m trying to make you see. You’re just like the colorful sky, Lilla, this beautiful creation, forgotten. Hidden wonders unseen, by those who don’t bother to look any longer. I look. I can see them. ↗

— Pella Grace

#romance #romance-love #sexy #beauty

My God, what did I do to deserve such a reward? This was how I wanted to wake for the rest of my existence: Rose's beautiful blonde hair, pouring over her shoulders and onto my arms. Her sweet scent filling my nose, her sexy body pressed into mine just right. Damn, I had never wanted anything more than I wanted her in that moment. ↗

— Tish Thawer

#mature-ya #new-adult-romance #the-rose-trilogy #tish-thawer #vampire-romance

Because you’re beautiful. I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence. ↗

— John Green

#beauty

I didn't have the time to slice a hundred shallow cuts into his lips and make him suck limes. I was too busy to make him swallow oiled musket balls. I had more important things to think about now and a lot to do. -Saffron in Dust of 100 Dogs ↗

— A.S. King

#business

The festive music died down and the granite pillars were replaced with rotted wooden beams as he continued down the alleyways. The scent of fresh flowers turned to mold, and the colorful mosiacs of honor and nobility were nonexistent. Run-down tenements were shadowed by its surrounding buildings, as if the capital itself wanted to conceal its existence. ↗

— Evan Meekins

#fantasy-fiction #fiction #oppression #poverty #young-adult

But that which is called a Flower by any other name would still be as trusting and they were not to change her. In fact, she grew only more Hothouse-gorgeous as the bitterness poured down and off and around her and flooded the town, fertilizing crops, drowning fields, providing new homes for water birds and their babies, and bringing people from villages all around to swim in their beautiful blue lakes and marvel in the wonders of a village no longer called Numbskull but instead 'Miroslava' which means 'peace and glory.' "Numbskull's Flower and the Well-Meaning Poets Society." First published in State of Imagination ↗

— Meg Sefton

#short-story #slipstream #young-adult-fiction #beauty

She decided that if Lucas was gay then she was going to have to get a sex change operation. He would be so worth it. ↗

— Josephine Angelini

#humorous #young-adult #change