#chicklit

Exactly. You like me. The word you use was like. You’ll find someone better than me. Someone you’ll love and not just like. ↗

— Kristine Cuevas

#hate #love #novella #romance #short-story

If you love someone, why would you want that person to change? ↗

— Hailey Abbott

#romance #young-adult #change

I can't forget things, or ignore them-bad things that happen," I said. "I'm a lay-it-all-out person, a dwell-on-it person, an obsess-about-it person. If I hold things in and try to forget or pretend, I become a madman and have panic attacks. I have to talk. ↗

— E. Lockhart

#girls #humor #humorous #humour #humor

Don’t steal anymore hearts,” he told me. “You’ve already got mine. ↗

— Shana Norris

#love #love

I feel like I should probably ask you to leave. But I don’t really want you to go. I want you to stay, but I know you shouldn’t. - Hope ↗

— Rachel Gibson

#romance #gospel

People go to LA to "find themselves", they come to New York to become someone new. ↗

— Lindsey Kelk

#la #new-york-city #new-york-city

The perfect marriage, like the perfect body, is mythical. I never met a woman who's said she has the perfect marriage or the perfect body...There's always something lacking. -- Virgin Bride ↗

— Jhoomur Bose

#confessionally-yours #indian-writing #marriage #marriage

You see, there is a major downfall to living in a tourist town. You guessed it, the constant turnover of new people. You cannot really connect with anyone because no one is ever here for more than two weeks every year, if they comeback at all. The intruders never thought about what happens once they leave. ~ Stella ↗

— Michele Richard

#coming-of-age #military #pregnancy #romance-novels #young-adult-fiction

I’d rather straighten my pubes with a flat iron than go on another blind date. ↗

— Stephanie McAfee

#dating #humor #dating

If I weren't so screwed up, I would've sold my soul a long time ago for a handsome man who made me feel pretty or who could at least treat me to a Millionaire's Martini. Instead I lingered over a watered down Sparkling Apple and felt sorry about what I was about to do to the blue-eyed bartender standing in front of me. Although I shouldn’t, after all, I am a bail recovery agent. It's my job to get my skip, no matter the cost.If I weren't so screwed up, I would've sold my soul a long time ago for a handsome man who made me feel pretty or who could at least treat me to a Millionaire's Martini. Instead I lingered over a watered down Sparkling Apple and felt sorry about what I was about to do to the blue-eyed bartender standing in front of me. Although I shouldn't, after all, I am a bail recovery agent. It's my job to get my skip, no matter the cost. Yet, I had been wondering lately. What was this job costing me? Yet, I had been wondering lately. What was this job costing me? ↗

— Miranda Parker

#chicklit #family-drama #mystery-suspense #romantic-suspense #southern-authors