#oman

...you definitely are deep water Dr. Fisher. Fathoms deep. ↗

— J.M. Richards

#davin #nicknames #romantic #tall-dark-streak-of-lightning #romantic

Okay?” Even if she deserved to be punished, he always let her know he cared about her. ↗

— Starla Kaye

#domestic-discipline #erotic-romance #romance #spanking #bdsm

You need me, Kane. Maybe even more than I need you. ↗

— Lindsay J. Pryor

#paranormal-romance #paranormal-romance-series #romance #vampire #vampire-romance

Arsay should have been a vampyre. He loves the entire Gothic error, the décor hasn't changed since gargoyles sprung up all over Paris. ↗

— Poppet

#change

And Meredith and Bonnie, who's going to bend some spoons for us next. I'm going to throw you down a rope… that is, unless Bonnie can levitate you out. ↗

— L.J. Smith

#elena #estefan #matt #romance #vampire

Hamilton found it difficult to concentrate on what Eliza was saying. Her lips were moving rapidly, but he couldn't actually decipher what the words coming out of her mouth were. It was such a lovely mouth, and he found it quite quirky, given the fact that it could assume different positions with alarming frequency. Like now, it was pursed in a most attractive manner, and now... it was moving again as if the lady could not get the words out fast enough. His gaze traveled upward, past the eyes that were flashing and settled on her hair. He couldn't help but appreciate the efforts of Mabel. The curls she'd been able to produce on Eliza's head, well, they were tantalizing. He had the strangest urge to reach out and touch them, to feel with his own hand if they were as soft as they appeared, something he'd been contemplating ever since he got a good look at her in the dining room. He pulled abruptly back to reality when Eliza poked him in the chest. ↗

— Jen Turano

#romance #change

Terror starts picking at the seams of my mind, throwing hateful words like rapture and holocaust at me. ↗

— Poppet

#vampire-romance #holocaust

How do you feel?” she asked, trying to fluff his pillow. “Other than terrible, I mean.” He moved his head slightly to the side. It seemed to be a sickly interpretation of a shrug. “Of course you’re feeling terrible,” she clarified, “but is there any change? More terrible? Less terrible?” He made no response. “The same amount of terrible? ↗

— Julia Quinn

#romance #sick #change

it takes one to know one ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#romance-novels

The day I met you is the day by which all others will be measured. — Levi Ian Bryson ↗

— T.R. Graves

#erotic-fiction #new-adult #new-adult-contemporary-romance #new-adult-romance #saga