#al

For I had loved Seid even in his darkest hours, even as he cursed me and we rode upon a fine line between ardor and abhorrence ↗

— Jennifer Silverwood

#paranormal-romance #sea #stay #love

He watched you like a man starved for the only thing that could fulfill his hunger." My eyes popped out and my body flushed about a thousand shades of red. "Oh, wow... ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#discussing-aiden #laadan #love #love

Man up?" He sat back in a lazy, arrogant sprawl, but the coiled tension was in every muscle in his body. "It's a good thing I love you or I'd find that particularly insulting. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#alex #love #love

Do you love him?" I blurted out. Laadan swallowed and a long pause followed. In the gap, I heard someone moving around in the kitchen. I started to grin. "You like him." Looking away, her lips pursed. I nudged her with my elbow. "You like him a lot." She drew herself up. "Your father—" "Is the love of your life?" Alexandria," she snapped, but there was no real heat to her tone. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#alex-s-father #laadan #love

I love sleepwalking, because when else would I get to combine exercise and rest? 
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— Jarod Kintz

#funny #humor #rest #sleep #sleepwalking

Light is creation. Darkness is the space necessary to create. ↗

— Erica Jasmin Cartaya

#darkness-and-light #energy #enlightenment #god #growth

At the border of where I will literally not survive so long as I keep living in so much fear of the harsh judgments of others, I am finally conceding the truth to you all. I am finally conceding the truth to me. I am something other than straight. ↗

— Dan Pearce

#bisexuality #coming-out #homosexuality #love #pressure

She loves dogs. And in time, who knows, maybe she would even have ended up loving the type of dogs who eat other small dogs for lunch. -- Leslie McNeill ↗

— Richard Finney

#alpha-male #apocalyptic #contemporary #extraterrestrials #paranormal

Finally, Grom shakes his head. "She's a Half-Breed, Galen." Mom's head snaps toward him. "She's my daughter," she says slowly. She pulls herself from his lap and stands over him, hands on hips. Oh, he's in serious shiznit now. And I can't help but feel elated about it."Are you saying my daughter's not good enough for your brother?" Yeah, Grom, are you? Huh, huh are you? Grom sighs, the triviality in his expression softening into something else. "Nalia, love-" "Don't you 'Nalia, love' me." Mom crosses her arms ↗

— Anna Banks

#grom #nalia #love

How apparent is it that I want to put Grom into a headlock until he goes to sleep, and yell at Mom for not loving Dad or caring that he's dead? ↗

— Anna Banks

#grom #nalia #love