#ill

Love melts the hardest hearts Enters between the cracks ↗

— Rick Julian

#rick-julian #tao-te-ching #the-red-pill #love

Lies are so suburban...But murder is nice and clean. ↗

— Carole Morin

#screwball-noir #twisted-love #love

Everything was illuminated. Everything was connected. Everything was one. Everything was love. ↗

— H. Raven Rose

#dark-eros #illuminated #karma #love #love

The full moon cast an eerie glow through thick ancient dark woods. In the shadows around a tree, the serial killer ran his knife lovingly over Chelsea’s trussed dead body. She lay, as if posed for a photo, wearing only bloody pink underpants. ↗

— H. Raven Rose

#dead-body #full-moon #serial-killer #love

And the next day the gondolier came with a train of other gondoliers, all decked in their holiday garb, and on his gondola sat Angela, happy, and blushing at her happiness. Then he and she entered the house in which I dwelt, and came into my room (and it was strange indeed, after so many years of inversion, to see her with her head above her feet!), and then she wished me happiness and a speedy restoration to good health (which could never be); and I in broken words and with tears in my eyes, gave her the little silver crucifix that had stood by my bed or my table for so many years. And Angela took it reverently, and crossed herself, and kissed it, and so departed with her delighted husband. And as I heard the song of the gondoliers as they went their way--the song dying away in the distance as the shadows of the sundown closed around me--I felt that they were singing the requiem of the only love that had ever entered my heart. ↗

— W.S. Gilbert

#william-schwenk-gilbert #love

I don't love you,” he said. And he pulled her into his arms and kissed her, a kiss of passion and desperation, a kiss of deep currents and longing. “I don't love you,” he said again. “Of course you don't,” she murmured happily. And she followed him out the door, into the lion's den. ↗

— Anne Stuart

#love

I cannot love a soul so dark it eats up others' light ↗

— Lauren Kate

#luce #lucifer #lucinda-price #love

I like fire and water. You are lucky to have both right here.” From " Desperate Pursuit in Venice" Chapter Two. Kataryna's response to Luca. ↗

— Karynne Summars

#italy #lake-como #love #villa #love

Our lips crashed together as she raised herself off the bed, meeting my body with hers. We made out like we were teenagers again. I swore I hadn’t kissed anyone as lovingly and full with passion as I did with Emma. ↗

— Alexandria Rhodes

#romance-sexy #sexy #will-roberts #love

A season of loneliness and isolation is when the caterpillar gets its wings. Remember that next time you feel alone. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#aloneness #becoming-who-you-re-meant-to-be #being-alone #being-single #butterfly