#luc

Daniel took Luce’s hands in his. He closed his eyes, inhaled, and let his massive white wings unfurl. Fully extended , they would have filled the entire kitchen , but Daniel reined them in, close to his body. They shimmered and glowed and looked altogether too beautiful. Luce reached out and touched them with both hands. Warm and satin smooth on the outside, but inside, full of power. She could feel it coursing through Daniel, into her. She felt so close to him, understood him completely—As If they had become one. ↗

— Lauren Kate

#beauty

He looked like a fallen angel, replete with all the dangerous male beauty that Lucifer could devise. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#lucifer #male #beauty

Together they spent their whole lives waiting for their luck to change, as though luck were some fabulous tide that would one day flood and consecrate the marshes of our island, christening us in the iridescent ointments of a charmed destiny. ↗

— Pat Conroy

#destiny #island #landscape #luck #south-carolina

Whatever happens, I will stand beside her. ~Lucius ↗

— Lauren Baratz-Logsted

#beauty

Luca saw her bloodstained hands as the clerk bound them with a rope, and Luca realized that she was a thing of horror, a beautiful thing of horror, the worst thing between heaven and hell: a fallen angel. ↗

— Philippa Gregory

#beauty

Das Geheimnis des Glücks ist die Freiheit. Das Geheimnis der Freiheit aber ist der Mut. ↗

— Pericles

#freedom #luck #courage

His lips met mine again, this time in a slow, soft caress, conveying everything he had just said in those beautiful words that had reached my very soul. I could have drowned in that kiss. I could have lived there for eternity. It filled me up with everything I needed to survive. He gave me life through his lips and I treasured it. ↗

— Nicola Claire

#kindred-series #lucinda-monk #beauty

I don't want you because I expect you to swoop in and rescue me and make everything all right.I don't want you because you're beautiful. None of that matters. you could never be a bad bargain to me, because...you're you. And I love you. ↗

— Zoë Marriott

#beauty

all theories like cliches shot to hell, all these small faces looking up beautiful and believing; I wish to weep but sorrow is stupid. I wish to believe but believe is a graveyard. we have narrowed it down to the butcherknife and the mockingbird wish us luck. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#fire #luck #poem #quote #beauty

I am the luckiest man in the world. ↗

— Chuck Pagano

#i #i am #luckiest #man #world