#ed

Nay," she said stubbornly. "I have just been told that the only chance I have for freedom is in your hands and by all that is holy, you will deliver me my freedom or I shall see to it that you live out the rest of your life in merciless misery." He gaped at her. On any other man such an expression would have looked foolish, but to credit Lord Stryder, even when taken by surprise, he still managed to carry off an air of supreme authority and handsomeness. "I beg your pardon? Have you gone completely mad?" "Not I, but rather the king you love so well. It appears he would see us marry." "My hairy arse." She gave him a droll stare. "That is much more information about your person, Lord Stryder, than I care to know. ↗

— Kinley MacGregor

#kinley-macgregor #rowena #stryder #freedom

Her gaze follows my every move. I think she can feel something is weird but hasn’t put her finger on it yet. Maybe she’s seen my fangs and written them off as gimmick. I fucking love gimmicks. They’re so convenient to hide behind. ↗

— Carrie Clevenger

#xan-marcelles #love

But these vague whisperings may arise from Mr. Snagsby's being, in his way, rather a meditative and poetical man; loving to walk in Staple Inn in the summer time; and to observe how countrified the sparrows and the leaves are... and to remark (if in good spirits) that there were old times once, and that you'd find a stone coffin or two, now, under that chapel, he'd be bound, if you was to dig for it. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#love

Die Maisonne schien hell durch das schmale Giebelfenster; Staub rieselte in glitzernden Fäden von den Balken. Die zirpenden Töne wiegten sich darauf, und die kleine, sehnsüchtige Melodie drang in jede Nische. ↗

— Lilach Mer

#love #melodie #sehnsucht #staub #love

After a long moment, the Countess sat back down. "So," she said. "You … do love her. I must say, you look peculiarly resigned to it." He shrugged. "It is not fresh news for me." "And for Emma?" "Neither welcomed nor openly acknowledged." "But acknowledged all the same, you believe." "Perhaps," he said. "I cannot know. Not anymore." -Delphinia, Lady Chad and Julian ↗

— Meredith Duran

#emma #julian #meredith-duran #love

The Paperbats book. Successful publication release with 30 books downloaded in first day and a half. "This delightful childrens' book has just been published on smashwords, where it can be read for free! I invite you to enjoy a lovely story with yany young children. ↗

— Jerry Evans

#bed-time-story #childrens-books #parks #love

La gelosia non conosceva la sua casa: in più di trent'anni di pace coniugale, il dottor Urbino si era spesso vantato in pubblico, e fino ad allora ne era stato certo, di essere come i fiammiferi svedesi, che si accendono solo sulla loro scatola. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#gelosia #love

The poor bloke must have been besotted. Now me, I'm just in love. ↗

— Sally Wentworth

#love #love

Beauty is worse than wine, it intoxicates both the holder and the beholder. ↗

— Johann Georg Zimmermann

#beauty

My thoughts are wing'd with hopes, My hopes with love. Thoughts, hopes and love return to me no more, Until Cynthia shine as she hath done before. ↗

— Eve Edwards

#hope #love #the-rogue-s-princess #thoughts #love