#nic

She put her arms around his waist and looked up at his face. “I did? What did I take?” He bent down to kiss her. She stood to meet him halfway. His lips softly touched her lips and her neck as his hands became tangled in her hair. “I believe it was my heart. ↗

— Aleatha Romig

#claire-nichols #love #love

I lean back down and press my lips against his" you're going to be safe. i swear.i'll keep you safe." his lips move beneath mine." I love you." his eyes are strong for a second, intense Nick eyes."I will always love you no matter what." "we'll always love each other," i say ↗

— Carrie Jones

#love

Love is a simple thing by nature, people just like to screw it up and make it heavier than it is meant to be. That's why it's earned such a bad name. ↗

— Nicole Williams

#nicole-wiliams #patrick #love

After we became a couple, she composed our time together. She planned days as if they were artistic events. One afternoon we went to Tybee Island for a picnic; we ate blueberries and drank champagne tinted with curacao and listened to Miles Davis, and when I asked the name of her perfume, she said it was L'Heure Bleue. She talked about 'perfect moments.' One such moment happened that afternoon; she'd been napping; I lay next to her, reading. She said, 'I'll always remember the sounds of the sea and of pages turning, and the smell of L'Heure Bleue. For me they signify love. ↗

— Susan Hubbard

#blues #champagne #curacao #l-heure-bleue #miles-davis

Love indulged the masochist. ↗

— Jaime Reed

#paranormal-romance #quotes #the-cambion-chronicles #young-adult #love

But the Lady Amalthea and Prince Lir walked and spoke and sang together as blithely as though King Haggard's castle had become a green wood, wild and shadowy with spring. They climbed the crooked towers like hills, picnicked in stone meadows under a stone sky, and splashed up and down stairways that had softened and quickened into streams. ↗

— Peter S. Beagle

#love #the-last-unicorn #love

So here’s the question,” Melinda led in. “Who’s Tall, Dark and Smoldering? ↗

— Julie James

#jordan-rhodes #julie-james #nick-mccall #love

What was she thinking? He was her mechanic, not a piece of meat. Although, if he were a piece of meat, he’d be a big, juicy porterhouse, the naughtier side of her thought. -Gabby, Love in Greener Pastures ↗

— Amanda Bretz

#romance-novels #sexy-humor #love

Trust is rarer than Love. ↗

— Nicole Williams

#nicole-williams #patrick #love

The girls said she was too cynical about love, but how could you not be? On the surface, relations between men and women were all soft kisses and white gowns and hand-holding. But underneath they were a scary, complicated, ugly mess, just waiting to rise to the surface. ↗

— J. Courtney Sullivan

#cynical #love #mess #relationships #love