#itch

Shame isn't a strong enough word for what I feel. "You could live a hundred lifetimes and not deserve him, you know," Haymitch says. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#haymitch #katniss #love #peeta #quote

Ivy turned. 'He bit you on the neck?' she said, deadpan serious but for her eyes. 'Oh, then it's got to be love. She won't let me bite her neck. ↗

— Kim Harrison

#supernatural #vampire #witch #love

I start to think that I'm losing the love I have without having yet won the love I hope to win. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#love

I thought he wanted it, anyway," I say. "Not like this," Haymitch says. "He wanted it to be real. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#haymitch #katniss #love #peeta #quote

He had golden-brown hair, the most vivid baby-blue eyes, and a body that belonged on the cover of Men’s Health magazine. Her gaze roamed over his broad shoulders and down his chest. ↗

— Lia Davis

#hero #magic #paranormal-romance #witches #men

I only know that I love you. That's your misfortune. ↗

— Margaret Mitchell

#mitchell #love

I made myself an “I Love Jennifer” jacket out of my old “I Love Jenn” jacket. Two girls, one continuous love. The I Love Jennifer is a little off-center, but then so am I. Better than being self-centered, as my clone would probably say. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#clone #clothing #commitment #devotion #i-love-jenn

I will keep my bulk. All of it, if ye dinna mind. I will have need of it, thank ye." Derrick ↗

— Billi Jean

#romance-novels #werewolves-paranormal-romance #witches #werewolves

Gavin, I never thought you’d be the irrational one in this relationship, but I’m happy to report that you’ve just thoroughly shocked me.” He rolled to his side to lean on his arm, keeping my hand resting on his chest, buried underneath his shirt. “I know. My timing is impeccable.” He smirked, letting his hungry gaze drift over my body. “But I’m sorry, love. I cannot take seeing you all tucked up in this sexy corset anymore. The ties are so tight, they’re just begging me to undo them.” His fingers trailed over the top of my chest and down over the corset’s binding, tugging at the edges of the lace as he went. “Forcefully,” he winked. ↗

— Rachael Wade

#hoodoo #paranormal-romance #romance #the-gates #vampires

I’m like a ventriloquist chasing his own voice. I can whisper and shout at the same time, and this is the closest approximation I have to a description of love. I would offer you something to drink, but I’m not in the kitchen, even though it may sound like I am.
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— Jarod Kintz

#kitchen #love #shout #whisper #love