#gabriel

I want you back, Annabelle.” This time my laughter is full of nothing but genuine humor. It’s that ‘oh my god, I can’t believe that’ kind of humor. I lean forward and put my face in my palms, still laughing. “Holy crap,” I say in-between laughs, “that’s hilarious.” I peek up at him to see his disgruntled expression and then bust up laughing again.  “I’m serious,” he grunts out, looking cute in his exasperation, damn him. Not done, I hold up a hand. “Oh, oh, wait. Just let me go get my gun so you can shoot me again. Of course I want to get back together with you, Gabriel.” Putting on a serious face, I say earnestly, “He shoots me because he loves me. ↗

— April Brookshire

#gabriel #humor

Hands off the Precious, Gollum. ↗

— Sylvain Reynard

#humor #humor

Let me feed you,” he whispered, his tone suddenly husky. He sounded like sex. Or at least, what Julia imagined sex would sound like if it was sitting on a white banquette with shining blue eyes and an arrogant jaw, trying to press a cold glass up to her mouth. Oh my, Gabriel. Oh my, Gabriel. Oh my, Gabriel. Oh…my…Gabriel. ↗

— Sylvain Reynard

#sylvain-reynard #imagination

since I’m still healing from my gunshot wound. That I wear like a badge of honor. My baby gave me this injury. ‘Cause she loves me. ↗

— April Brookshire

#love

Wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#garcía #hundred #márquez #of #one

He wept because he was afraid now that he could not save Gabriel. He no longer cared about himself ↗

— Lois Lowry

#inspirational #loved-this-part-in-the-story #the-giver #inspirational

—Si yo bajara en busca de tu alma, ni todos los querubines negros juntos podrían apartarme de ti. Un escalofrío recorrió la espalda de Julia. —Haría lo que fuera necesario por salvarte —añadió él y, en ese momento, su expresión y el tono de su voz no admitían discusión—. Incluso aunque tuviera que pasar la eternidad en el infierno con tal de lograrlo. ↗

— Sylvain Reynard

#hell #spanish #spanish

And then there was that stupid social networking system, how it had just seemed like the most convenient vessel for the average narcissist. How I’d despised those who couldn’t eat a meal without prodding through their glowing portable Internet devices, searching for some tasty piece of gossip, or perhaps just something to complain about. But that social network had become an overnight epidemic—I’d watched as the daily ways in which we’d lived our lives became molded to fit this shallow instrument. It was a vast change—whether it was social evolution or de- evolution, I wasn’t quite sure; but before I knew it, by society’s standards, it was I that had become the social leper. ↗

— Noah Fregger

#change

And so that means..." "We have to rob the Henley," Simon said. Kat sank onto a truly uncomfortable sofa. "Again. ↗

— Ally Carter

#gabrielle #heist-socity #henley #kat #simon

Jane: "Look, Dave Chandler left me on the ninth floor of our university research library without my panties after we lost our virginity together. He never called me again and actually turned on his heel and walked in the opposite direction whenever he saw me on campus. Unless you're going to do that, I don't think were gonna have a problem. Gabriel?" Gabriel: "Sorry. Something strange happened inside my head when you said the word "panties". The overwhelming urge to kill Dave Chandler combined with a simultaneous loss of blood to the brain. ↗

— Molly Harper

#humorous #jane #vampire #humor