#novella

On ne voit bien qu'avec le cœur. L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux. ↗

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

#french

Every girl should have at least one wild fling on her resumé. ↗

— Donna Cummings

#romance #romantic-comedy #romantic

Back on the ferry, I sip some vodka on the rocks and have a chat with God. Me: (desperately) What the *&%$# am I going to do? God: Me: (surprised) Really? After all those Sundays of being a back up singer for Jesus, you got nothing to say? God: Me: (humbly) Help me out here. ↗

— Lexis De Rothschild

#lexis-de-rothschild #novella #sailing #love

Not as much as it bothers me that you just grabbed me without even trying to warn me first. If you’re trying to undo ages of prejudice, maybe you should start by acting civil. ↗

— Jennifer Silverwood

#qeya #sci-fi #ya-novella #age

What was the point of starting a new life if she did everything the same as her old one? ↗

— Donna Cummings

#romance #romantic-comedy #life

History is not a nightmare from which I am trying to awaken, but rather, a glorious tale which I wish to be cast in. ↗

— Pietros Maneos

#history #italian-pleasures #italy #maneos #novella

I’m not your boyfriend!” I snapped, trying to gently move her hands away from my body. “How can you say that?” Sara asked in horror. “It’s shockingly effortless,” I replied. “My vocal chords vibrate, and my mouth and tongue articulate. I can even do it without thinking.” I had to remind myself to stay calm, and sarcasm was the best way to do that. “When are you going to give me a key to your house so I don’t have to knock like some guest?” Sara asked, coming at me again. I backed away. “How about never? Is never good for you?” Sara, undeterred, said, “You’re the reason I go to therapy on Fridays.” “The plot thickens!” Gabby exclaimed for comedic relief. ↗

— Laura Kreitzer

#fiction #funny #gabriella-moretti #humor #joseph-carter

Exactly. You like me. The word you use was like. You’ll find someone better than me. Someone you’ll love and not just like. ↗

— Kristine Cuevas

#hate #love #novella #romance #short-story

He pulled me toward him, and all I could do was stand there with arms at my sides and head against his chest. Broken, I feared even the slightest movement would cause pieces of me to snap off and fall to the gritty pavement. ↗

— Jodi LaPalm

#novella #romance #still-life #life

No one, none of us have rights. There is no destiny. We have responsibilities to ourselves and each other. We have responsibilities and the choice whether or not we live up to those responsibilities. ↗

— Brian Fatah Steele

#mythology #novellas #post-mythic #urban-fantasy #urban-fantasy