#blake

After soft kisses, they pressed their hands together palm to palm. The tingling scattered all over Livia's body, warming her. "Do you feel that?" she whispered with a smile. His lips moved in his silent count. Blake wrapped his fingers around her hand. She copied the movement. Their hands together now resembled a heart-not a cartoon rendering of the shape, but a real human heart. He touched her lips with his and murmured, "I've been feeling it since you first smiled at me. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#debra-anastasia #homeless #love #poughkeepsie #love

Jason patted me on the back. “Tomorrow night we'll take you out chasing deer.” “I thought you'd chase cars,” I said. He grinned. “What fun is that? Cars don't bleed. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#werewolf-humor #humor

I'd never met coffee that wasn't wonderful. It was just a matter of how wonderful it was. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#humor #laurell-k-hamilton #humor

She's easy to lead around, a shiny present here, a pretty compliment there, and you have true love and a popped cherry sacrificed to the god of deception and hormones. Young girls are so ridiculous--so predictably easy. ↗

— Kristin Cast

#love

Raising the dead was easy; love was hard. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#love

Life doesn't often turn out the way we think it will, does it? ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#life

I stared at Jean-Claude and it wasn't the beauty of him that made me love him, it was just him. It was love made up of a thousand touches, a million conversations, a trillion shared looks. A love made up of danger shared, enemies conquered, a determination to neither of us would change the other, even if we could. I love Jean-Claude, all of him, because if I took away the Machiavellian plottings, the labyrinth of his mind, it would lessen him, make him someone else. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#jean-claude #love #beauty

True love means you love the real person, not an ideal that you have in your head and superimpose over them. That's illusion and lies to me. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#love #love

Sometimes love isn't about being smart. Sometimes it's about being stupid together. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#love #love

You should be cuddling with her. I can’t believe I just said that. Cuddling makes me want to vomit a little, but apparently women like it. ↗

— Lexi Blake

#lexi-blake #the-men-with-the-golden-cuffs #men