#maids

What kind of woman was she anyway to give herself to a man just because of some mangroves and a few birds? ↗

— Tula Neal

#mermaid-romance #mermaids #supernatural-erotica #erotic-romance

Old maids, having never bent their temper or their lives to other lives and other tempers, as woman's destiny requires, have for the most part a mania for making everything about them bend to them. ↗

— Honore de Balzac

#bend #bent #destiny #everything #having

Old maids sweeten their tea with scandal. ↗

— Josh Billings

#old #scandal #sweeten #tea #their

First of all, just knowing people who grew up in the movie business at that time, no one had Mexican maids. ↗

— Bill Condon

#first #first of all #grew #had #just

Listen, I didn't know how to make coffee when I came to the United States. Because in Colombia the maids do it. ↗

— Sofia Vergara

#came #coffee #colombia #how #i

So it's true what they say about warlocks, then?" Alec gave him a very unpleasant look. "What's true?" "Alexander," said Magnus coldly, and Clary met Simon's eyes across the table. Hers were wide, green, and full of an expression that said Uh-oh. "You can't be rude to everyone who talks to me." Alec made a wide, sweeping gesture. "And why not? Cramping your style, am I? I mean, maybe you were hoping to flirt with werewolf boy here. He's pretty attractive, if you like the messy-haired, broad-shouldered, chiseled-good-looks type." "Hey, now," said Jordan mildly. Magnus put his head in his hands. "Or there are plenty of pretty girls here, since apparently your taste goes both ways, Is there anything you aren't into?" "Mermaids," said Magnus into his fingers. "They always smell like seaweed." "It's not funny," Alec said savagely, and kicking back his chair, he got up from the table and stalked off into the crowd. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#cassandra-clare #city-of-fallen-angels #clary-fray #funny #humor

This angered me. “Nothing has changed!?!?” I screamed at him. I was furious with him. He had duped me. “Your a mermaid! Your a freak!” Calling him a freak hurt his feelings. “I am the same boy you fell in love with. I can't help who I was born as, but that doesn't affect the boy in which I want to be.” “And what is that?” I asked, really emotional right now. “A boy who wants to be given the chance to love you.” With these tender words, I instantly ran into his arms. “Oh Trysten, I don't care who you are, or what you can become, but I love you for loving me. ↗

— Keira D. Skye

#mermaid #mermaids #merman #young-adult-fiction #young-adult-romance