#age

A book is a wonderful present. Though it may grow worn, it will never grow old. ↗

— Jane Yolen

#cage #girl #historical-fiction #marjorie-bruce #old

And I know what people say about not listening to insults or how you should let stuff roll off you, but it’s not that easy. ↗

— Elizabeth Scott

#teenagers #young-adult #young-adult-fiction #young-adult-fiction

The first place where self-esteem begins its journey is within us. ↗

— Stephen Richards

#cosmic-ordering #law-of-attraction #mind-body-spirit #mind-power #money

You his brother?' 'Yes, damn it!' I burst out. "And all I want is to get my hands on whoever did this to him!' 'Funny,' said a dick dryly, 'but so do we.' I didn't like him much after that. Sarcasm is out of place when a man has just been brought face to face with personal tragedy. ("Walls That Hear You") ↗

— Cornell Woolrich

#tragedy #funny

It has been a marvellous age of invention: radio, aeroplane, electric light, the telephone, and fellatio. ↗

— Christopher Bram

#age

We all know whose side you're on," marshall says, picking him up and launching him toward the window. The explosive sound of glass shattering fills the room. The walls tremble from the sheer heft of his violent exit. "What the hell?" Barron rushes in with a needle at the ready. "I've removed your son from the premises per Skyla's wishes. ↗

— Addison Moore

#lol #marshall #toxic #lol

I need your submission too, but only if it’s real. If you’re really not feeling it, then don’t pretend. Make me earn it. ↗

— Bianca Sommerland

#erotic-romance #menage-romance #romance #erotic-romance

I can’t rock you on my lap, if you’re not here. ↗

— Darla Phelps

#bdsm #bdsm-daddy #erotic-romance #romance #erotic-romance

Slowly he f**ks my arse, pushing himself in and out of me. The sensation is so intense. I feel like my inner slut has finally been freed, and I revel in her carnal abandonment; throwing my head back while Mike rides me like an animal. ↗

— Felicity Brandon

#bdsm-sex #menage #outdoors #bdsm

Few witnesses agree, and fewer still were granted a glimpse of the Incredible Bone-Shaking Drill Engine. Its course took it under the earth and down hills, gouging up the land beneath the luxurious homes of wealthy mariners and shipping magnates, under the muddy flats where sat the sprawling sawmill, and down along the corridors, cellars, and storage rooms of general stores, ladies' notions shops, apothecaries, and yes ... the banks. ↗

— Cherie Priest

#home