#emma

He wasn't aware of it but when he smiled he looked like an amiable bear. When he didn't smile he didn't look amiable ↗

— Emma Goldrick

#funny #goldrick #harlequin-special-edition #hero #humor

I am for hockey. I find I should like to hit something with a stick. -Gemma Doyle Trilogy ↗

— Libba Bray

#hockey #humor #life #humor

I truly, truly believe that beauty is something that comes from within. ↗

— Emma Watson

#beauty

There is enough said. Trouble no quiet, kind heart; leave sunny imaginations hope. Let it be theirs to conceive the delight of joy born again fresh out of great terror, the rapture of rescue from peril, the wondrous reprieve from dread, the fruition of return. Let them picture union and a happy succeeding life. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#emmanuel #happy-endings #hope #love #readers-and-writers

Na, we are not sincere about anything; we are serious about everything because deep down, we are afraid to loose something we don't know about. ↗

— Saurabh Sharma

#fear #human-dilemma #inspiration #unknown #inspirational

She screams my name, and I know she’s coming. God, I love her voice. ↗

— Emma Chase

#tangled #love

There's so much you thought you could never face. The decision not to try to control your power, to let it be your demon. Too shameful to remember, so you let it eat your life up instead. But you're past it now, Scott. And all you had to defeat, all you had to let go of...was you. You're free, my love. You're free. ↗

— Joss Whedon

#emma-frost #joss-whedon #life

The spring which moved my energies lay far away beyond seas, in an Indian isle. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#emmanuel #energy #faraway-love #lucy-snow #separation

Finally, Grom shakes his head. "She's a Half-Breed, Galen." Mom's head snaps toward him. "She's my daughter," she says slowly. She pulls herself from his lap and stands over him, hands on hips. Oh, he's in serious shiznit now. And I can't help but feel elated about it."Are you saying my daughter's not good enough for your brother?" Yeah, Grom, are you? Huh, huh are you? Grom sighs, the triviality in his expression softening into something else. "Nalia, love-" "Don't you 'Nalia, love' me." Mom crosses her arms ↗

— Anna Banks

#grom #nalia #love

How apparent is it that I want to put Grom into a headlock until he goes to sleep, and yell at Mom for not loving Dad or caring that he's dead? ↗

— Anna Banks

#grom #nalia #love