#angels

Unfortunately for you love, I take my pleasure with a shot of pain ↗

— Keri Lake

#demons #drew #halos #paranormal-romance #somnium

I press my lips hard against hers, tasting her desire, her pain, her love, her confusion. At once I’m in two lives, two worlds, two places. ↗

— Christine Fonseca

#romance #ya #love

I know you. I know this isn't you. And even if it is, I still love you. As much as I always have. You will always be mine. I will always love you, I promised you that when you left, and it's true now. ↗

— Melissa de la Cruz

#blue-bloods #jack #love #schuyler #vampire

I took the thin magazine from the pouch in front of me and began to thumb through it. I felt self-conscious, as if I shouldn't be there. My mind began to wander, as I knew it would, back to the boonies. I was on patrol again. Monaco was on point. Peewee and Walowick followed him. Lobel and Brunner were next, then Johnson, the sixty cradled in his arm as if it were a child. We were walking the boonies, past rice paddies, toward yet another hill. I was in the rear, and for some reason I turned back. Behind me, trailing the platoon, were the others. Brew, Jenkins, Sergeant Dongan, Turner, and Lewis, the new guys, and Lieutenant Carroll. I knew I was mixing my prayers, but it didn't matter. I just wanted God to care for them, to keep them whole. I knew they were thinking about me and Peewee. ↗

— Walter Dean Myers

#fallen-angels #my-feels #soldiers #vietnam #war

Death didn't happen like I expected it to. There was no Grim Reaper, no chorus of angels, no army of demons. And my life didn't flash before my eyes. Death was the color of softness, a delicate green under a thin film of baby powder. There was nothing but soft random thoughts and picture, drifting through me like a child's breath blowing through a dandelion after making a wish. And as I died, I was held by my love. I wanted to soak up her love and smuggle it with me to wherever my soul was headed. -character Ron (Broken) ↗

— J. Matthew Nespoli

#color-of-death #death #dying #grim-reaper #death

Death was a leech; no matter which side of the spectrum you were on, either dead or alive, it fed. It either acquired your soul or devoured all your joyful emotions. ↗

— Laura Kreitzer

#angels #fantasy #fiction #kreitzer #paranormal-romance

L'avrebbe trovata? Senza il minimo dubbio. L'avrebbe salvata? Sempre. ↗

— Lauren Kate

#love #romance #love

Strano come certi ridicoli rituali appaiano perfettamente sensati quando si è innamorati. ↗

— Alexandra Adornetto

#feelings #love-story #romance #love

We can buy you one of those books they have for little kids 'Timmy Has Two Dads'. Except I don't think they have one called 'Timmy Has Two Dads and One of Them Was Evil'. That part you're just going to have to work through on your own. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-lightwood #mortal-instruments #shadowhunters #simon-lewis #work

Love is fuel for the soul. ↗

— Molly Friedenfeld

#fuel #happiness #inspiration #inspirational-quote #joy