#contemporary

Suddenly he caught his reflection in the mirror behind her. His face was twisted into a dark scowl, and he was standing there naked, with a boner, and another man’s business card in his hand. He looked like a dick. ↗

— Sarah Mayberry

#funny #humour #romance #business

I don’t think I’ve ever referred to any girl I dated as my girlfriend. I think that would freak me out. Even the girl that I dated for two years in college I don’t think I ever referred to her as my girlfriend.” “How would you introduce her?” I asked. “I’m just going to say her name,” he said. ↗

— Daniel Amory

#chicago #city #contemporary #downtown #dream

How do you mourn something that never really belonged to you? ↗

— Rebecca Serle

#death #love #mourn #shakespeare #death

They died together; they'll always be remembered together. It's decided, once and for all. He was hers. The rumors don't matter; they'll fade...People may remember it was suicide, but my name won't be attached. It will just be two lovers, fused together forever. ↗

— Rebecca Serle

#death #heartbreak #love #shakespeare #death

I underestimated your laziness.” “It’s pronounced intelligence, Kirk. ↗

— Abria Mattina

#new-adult #intelligence

You could have fucked me ’til your uncut, overexposed on the blogs, ‘too ginormous for my snatch’ pecker fell off. And I’d still no way never ever in a thousand years sell, loan, sample you my Easton. And to answer your question, I run my company with my pussy, and twenty-four other pussy-sporting employees. Easton girls do not allow dickheads or cocks in our fashion world. Period. ↗

— Avery Aster

#erotic-romance #erotica #fashion #fashion-designer #vulgarity

The words ‘drink me’ come to mind. Anyone besides me up for some heavy alcohol consumption? ↗

— Elle Lothlorien

#contemporary-romance

One more salt to try," Kellan said, reaching into the box. He brought a jar of black, flaky crystals up to the light. "Black diamond finishing salt. Extremely rare and too bold for those with meek palates. But, for a true connoisseur, the flavor is incomparable." He lowered her head and torso to the ground and pushed her sweater up to expose her stomach and ribs. "I want to sample it on your skin. ↗

— Melissa Cutler

#romance #western #western-romance #contemporary-romance

Spilling a Secret What its size, will have varying consequences. It’s not possible to predict what will happen if you open the gunnysack, let the cat escape. A liberated feline might purr on your lap, or it might scratch your eyes out. You can’t tell until you loosen the knot. Do you chance losing a friendship, if that friend’s well-being will only be preserved by betraying sworn-to silence trust? Once the seam is ripped, can it be mended again? And if that proves impossible, will you be okay when it all falls to pieces? ↗

— Ellen Hopkins

#chick-lit #contemporary #novels #poetry #spilling-a-secret

Well, in the meantime, Carter and I have been discussing the matter of Ryan." This time it wasn't the clang of a pan I heard, but instead a messy smack--the contact of Carter's backhand with Dean's head, I presumed. "Just hear me out. You have options. I have an Italian uncle. He'll make sure Ryan is sleeping with the fishes by next week." "Dean!" Unable to repress my amusement, my eyes flew wide and my grin grew. "Either that, or we can go all Sweeney Todd on him and--" "Oh, will you stop?" My laughter was crippling. "There will be no calls to your uncle and no trip to the barber shop--please, leave Sweeney Todd out of it. ↗

— Rachael Wade

#contemporary-romance #friendship #love #loyalty #preservation