#grey

Every time you strip my sword, I owe you a kiss. How's that sound?" I bit my lip to keep from giggling. "That sounds really dirty." Patch waggled his brows. "Look whose mind just rolled into the gutter. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#finale #funny #hush-hush #love #nora-grey

Everyone has choices to make; no one has the right to take those choices away from us. Not even out of love.. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#love #lucian-greymark #luke-garroway #mortal-instruments #love

I want to wake up with you every morning and fall asleep beside you each night," Patch told me gravely. "I want to take care of you, cherish you, and love you in a way no other man ever could. I want to spoil you- every kiss, every touch, every thought, they all belong to you. I'll make you happy. Every day, I'll make you happy. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#finale #hush-hush #love #nora-grey #patch-and-nora

You're not celibate, then?" I breathe. Amusement lights up his eyes. "No, Anastasia, I'm not celibate. ↗

— E.L. James

#anastasia #anastasia-steele #celibate #christian #christian-grey

Patch tipped my chin up. "If I could make this go away, I would. If I could stand in your place, I wouldn't hesitate. But I'm left with one choice, and that's to stand by your side through the end. I won't waver, Angel, I can promise you that. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#finale #hush-hush #love #nora-grey #patch-and-nora

He had not breathed a word of love, or dropped one hint of tenderness or affection, and yet I had been supremely happy. To be near him, to hear him talk as he did talk, and to feel that he thought me worthy to be so spoken to - capable of understanding and duly appreciating such discourse - was enough. ↗

— Anne Brontë

#agnes-is-adorable #anne-brontë #quotes #love

You love m," I whisper. His eyes widen further and his mouth opens. He takes a huge breath as if winded. He looks tortured - vulnerable. "Yes," he whispers. "I do. ↗

— E.L. James

#christian-grey #love

Of course I do. I love you touching me, Ana. I'm like a starving man at a banquet when it comes to your touch. ↗

— E.L. James

#christian-grey #ocinej #love

This is my favorite place. Buried in you," he murmurs against my skin. "Please, move," I plead. "Slow, Mrs. Grey." He flexes his hips again and pleasure radiates through me. I cup his face and kiss him, consuming him. "Love me. Please, Christian. ↗

— E.L. James

#christian-grey #ocinej #love

Sé mi chica, Nora. Sé mi todo. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick Finale

#love #nora-grey #pacth-cipriano #love