#hud

Death; those of us who outrun it, can never escape it. It held me in its clutches long enough to steal my life, and though I breathe, and talk, and I'm capable of human emotion on the outside, inside, I'm a cold, putrid corpse of a human being. ↗

— A.M Hudson

#hudson #paranormal-romance #vampire #death

Dreams can change histories and songs can alter destinies- two ideas that on good days I believe wholeheartedly and on bad days I denounce as a bunch of bull. ↗

— Tiffanie DeBartolo

#change

Hope is the light you follow; faith is believing there is actually a light--they are the refusal to give up when you have no reason to go on. --Snake to Ara (Mark of Betrayal, Book 4 dark Secrets) ↗

— A.M. Hudson

#dark-secrets #mark-of-betrayal #faith

The world lost something when you died, Tod, and I know that wasn't easy for your family. But the world's loss was Kaylee's gain. I hope the two of you have the forever her mother and I never got. I will do my damnedest to make sure of that. I know you will. ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#tod-hudson #family

Tod crossed his arms over his snug white T-shirt, silently giving me the floor. Fortunately, I was prepared. "Sabine ambushed me in the hall this morning and gave me a lecture on sex." Tod's brow's rose halfway to his hairline. "I hope you took notes... ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#kaylee-cavanaugh #notes #sabine-campbell #tod-hudson #funny

The other day I went to the Huddle House. I wasn’t hungry, I just wanted to call some plays. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#funny #huddle-house #humor #hungry #funny

There’s nothing worse than falling in love with a person over and over every time you lay eyes on them, especially when you hate their goddamn guts ↗

— Tiffanie DeBartolo

#love

I’m drawn to you, Alayna. Not because I want to hurt you or make you feel a certain way, but because you’re beautiful and sexy and smart and, yes, a little crazy, maybe, but you’re not broken. And that makes me hopeful. For me. ↗

— Laurelin Paige

#romance #beauty

I am unable to understand how a man of honor could take a newspaper in his hands without a shudder of disgust. ↗

— Charles Baudelaire

#could #disgust #hands #his #honor

I shudder at the image they would piece together. ↗

— Roger Vadim

#image #piece #shudder #together #would