#ian

Adrian suddenly glanced up at me. Our gazes locked, and I felt like he could read my mind. How often did he think about that kiss? And if he really was crazy about me, did he imagine more than just kissing? Did he fantasize about me? What kinds of things did he think about? His lips on my neck? His hand on my leg? And was that leg bare . . . ? ↗

— Richelle Mead

#kissing #sydney-sage #imagination

All through the short afternoon they kept coming, the people who counted themselves Father's friends. Young and old, poor and rich, scholarly gentlemen and illiterate servant girls—only to Father did it seem that they were all alike. That was Father's secret: not that he overlooked the differences in people; that he didn't know they were there. ↗

— Corrie Ten Boom

#love #love

Eros, again now, the loosener of limbs troubles me, Bittersweet, sly, uncontrollable creature…. ↗

— Sappho

#eros #lesbian #love #poetry #sappho

To become vegetarian is to step into the stream which leads to nirvana. ↗

— Gautama Buddha

#love #nature #vegan-vegetarian #life

I've missed you, Sebastian." "Have you, love?" He unfastened the buttons of her robe, the light eyes glittering with heat as her skin was revealed. "What part did you miss the most?" "Your mind," she said, and smiled at his expression. "I was hoping for a far more depraved answer than that." "Your mind is depraved," she told him solemnly. He gave a husky laugh. "True. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#humor #marriage #sebastian #sex #humor

Esteem him! Like him! Cold-hearted Elinor! Oh! worse than cold-hearted! Ashamed of being otherwise. Use those words again, and I will leave the room this moment. ↗

— Jane Austen

#literature #love #marianne-dashwood #quote #sense-sensibility

When you do fall in love with me, Eena, I don’t want it to be because I gave into your demands, but because your heart gave into its desire to truly be loved.” With an injured frown he uttered goodnight and left the room. She stood alone, chastised and bruised. It seemed right to apologize for her insensitive words, but not now. Not while a room full of people remained out there. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#eena #love #love-story #richelle #richelle-goodrich

Next time!" In what calendar are kept the records of those next times which never come? ↗

— Helen Hunt Jackson

#calendar #california #female-author #future #helen-hunt-jackson

Do you know what the name Astrid means?" He switched gears again and I was helpless to follow. "No." It means 'star'. That's what I think of you as, Abbey. One day I looked up, and there you were. A fiery spot of light surrounded by darkness. You make me feel like anything is possible. ↗

— Jessica Verday

#caspian #love #star #love

Max," I said, looking up at him, "I love the Russian heritage you guys are so willing to share, but I'm not so thrilled with the French." "What?" His brows lowered. "We're not French." "Great. So the next time you feel the need to kiss me, keep your tongue out of my mouth! ↗

— Shannon Delany

#french-kiss #jessica #love #max #russian