#desi

Don't you see what's happened? You wanted to be in love again. To feel that feeling where a man you hardly know gazes into your eyes and seems to be the only human being who ever understood the real you. ↗

— Nancy Horan

#falling-in-love #need #love

You asked about love. I don't know about love, Daphne. I just know I don't want anything but you. I don't want to anywhere but with you. ↗

— Brenna Yovanoff

#desire #love #want #love

It’s hard to feel desire when you don’t feel desirable ↗

— Christine Feehan

#love-yourself #self-esteem #self-image #love

That which compels us to create a substitute for ourselves is not the external lack of objects, but our incapacity to lovingly include a thing outside of ourselves ↗

— C.G. Jung

#indolence #object-of-desire #love

But never had he felt more enthralled than he was right now, sitting beside Evie on a weathered old dock, with a blazing afternoon sun, almost brutal in its clarity, bathing everything in pure light. Sweat trickled down his back and chest from the steamy heat, and his entire body pulsed with life. Even his fingertips throbbed. It took all of his formidable self-control to prevent himself from pushing her down on the dock and spreading her legs for his entry. ↗

— Linda Howard

#steamy-heat-of-summer #life

She had rarely been near Henry since then, and the sight of him now was like a concentrated dose. ↗

— Anna Godbersen

#love #love

And do I still have that look?" he asked. "Yes just there," she kissed his eye. "The desire to love me is still there. If you look closely you can see mine for you, my tears never washed it away. ↗

— Racquel McDonnell

#love #openness #romance #love

I must be getting back to my rooms,” Silence said and stood. Mick frowned with displeasure. “Why?” “Because of Mary Darling.” He shrugged. “One o’ the maids is watchin’ her.” “But if Mary wakes she’ll want me.” “Why?” he asked again, biting into a sweetmeat. This discussion wasn’t to his fancy, but sparring with her was. “Because,” she said slowly, looking at him as if he were lack-witted, “she’s only a baby and she loves me.” “Babies,” Mick pronounced, “are a great trouble.” She shook her head, not bothering to reply this time, and started marching to the door. ↗

— Elizabeth Hoyt

#mickey #scandalous-desires #silence #love

I'd like to believe every moment I have spent, all the time I have spent with the people I love most lives on forever ↗

— Laxmi Hichkad

#love

With every step I took away from her, the movement at my heart and between my legs grew more defined: I felt like a ventriloquist, locking his protesting dolls in to a trunk. ↗

— Sarah Waters

#lesbian #unrequited-love #love