#normal

She tapped her chest. “No, I’m not a freak, okay, so could you stop pressuring me.” Rafael muttered something under his breath, throwing up his hands in surrender. “So what am I? What’s Karhl, Jayani, my brother, and all the BaSatai? Are we all freaks? Just because this human has some kind of fascination with labeling you, you believe in it. Be your own person, Armani, not what someone else says you are. ↗

— Suzan Battah

#romance #urban-fantasy-series #young-adult-urban-fantasy #urban-fantasy

I am not capable of love. - Felix ↗

— Donna Galanti

#paranormal #science-fiction #secret-agent #love

Before I could flinch, he planted his warm lips against mine, wrapping his arms around my waist. I didn't know what to do with my hands. I thought about putting them in his hair, stopping inches away from his head. I thought about putting them around his neck, but I stopped myself midflight. So there I was, being kissed by a boy I was falling hopelessly in love with and making a complete fool of myself, because I looked like I was flagging someone down with my hands." Concealed ↗

— Sang Kromah

#paranormal-fiction #ya #love

If we found a ticket to Disneyland would you think we should arrest Mickey Mouse? ↗

— Diane L. Randle

#bloodlines #crime #drowning #ghost #lost-love

Forsaking the shield of insensibility she had tightly woven over herself during her years as a gelder, she unbarred her heart. She invited him in. ↗

— Chris Lange

#paranormal-romance #vampire #love

First, you hand over some basics--overwhelming joy, existential angst, a giving-in to desire, etc. And then you promise to withstand talking idly about the weather, to encourage cliché, to uphold the virtues of average. You hand over the need to be understood and, in return, you get a bar of Normal soap. And you can wash in it and be daily reborn to a safe world of modest, enduring love or, at least, mild, well-mannered bonding. ↗

— Julianna Baggott

#love

All because I fell in love with a madman. ↗

— Carrie Butler

#crossover-fiction #mark-of-nexus #mature-ya #new-adult #paranormal

But this girl—She reminded me of what it was like to believe in something. Her hope was naïve, but it was real, and I hadn’t felt something real in years. Nothing positive anyways. (Eric) ↗

— Shannon A. Thompson

#love #naive #paranormal-romance #young-adult #young-love

His resonating stare fluttered through my memory, and I shivered. I hadn’t seen kindness in his pupils. I only saw intensity, and, I hated to admit it, but he was beyond intimidating. He was overwhelming. (Jessica) ↗

— Shannon A. Thompson

#gaze #intensity #intimidating #love #overwhelming

I didn’t even have a name for her, shade or human, but I didn’t need one to know her. (Eric) ↗

— Shannon A. Thompson

#fiction #identity #love #lovers #naming