#par

A warm feeling comforted the boy, as if a blanket were wrapping its soft layers around his heart and nuzzling him snuggly. Gavin loved his mother, and he would be forever grateful to his father for protecting her. The whole mystery behind it made him itch with curiosity, however. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#curiosity #father #gratitude #love #mother

The rancid odor mixed with the dust, death, and confusion as they awaited those who could clean up the mess and make death official. ↗

— G.G. Collins

#ghosts #native-american #paranormal-mystery #psychic-medium #spirit-animal

The key to activating maturation is to take care of the attachment needs of the child. To foster independance we must first invite dependance; to promote individuation we must provide a sense of belonging and unity; to help the child separate we must assume the responsibility for keeping the child close. We help a child let go by providing more contact and connection than he himself is seeking. When he asks for a hug, we give him a warmer one than he is giving us. We liberate children not by making them work for our love but by letting them rest in it. We help a child face the separation involved in going to sleep or going to school by satisfying his need for closeness. ↗

— Gordon Neufeld

#love

Her kiss could kill us, and my consent signed our death certificates, selfishly and without control. (Eric) ↗

— Shannon A. Thompson

#fiction #kiss #paranormal-romance #romance #selfish

When I got to the States and started going to an American high school, which I did for an extremely short time, I thought everyone around me was insane, the way they talked about their parents. I thought the parents were insane too, the way they handled their kids, like every request they made was a bargain they weren't sure would be kept. That little whiny tone at the end of every statement: "Be home by ten, okay? ↗

— Michael Gruber

#home

Seth: "I write of love in my novels, write of it well, if my critics and fans are to be believed, but in all of my years at that typewriter, I never found the combination of words that would convey how I felt about you. You were my everything. ↗

— Lissa Bryan

#haunted #hostwriter #paranormal-romance #romance-novels #love

We fitted together like the two halves of an oyster-shell. I was Narcissus, embracing the pond in which I was about to drown. However much we had to hide our love, however guarded we had to be about our pleasure, I could not long be miserable about a thing so very sweet. Nor, in my gladness, could I quite believe that anybody would be anything but happy for me if only they knew. ↗

— Sarah Waters

#happiness #lesbian-partners #lgbt #love #passion

We'll find paradise together, whatever form that might take. ↗

— Lisa Mantchev

#paradise #love

All literature, or most literature, is about sex." (A. Burgess) ↗

— Blanche Bachelar

#generation #love #paris #psychology #romance

Where Destiny sets its path, Fate shall follow...: ↗

— Deborah Ann

#fate #first-love #paranormal-romance-series #soul-mates #young-adult-romance