#ran

I love how he sometimes gets embarrassed by the mushy stuff between us and then his voice gets all gruff and he tickles me or kisses me to shut us both up. Boy, do we ever kiss. We make out like champions. ↗

— Cynthia Hand

#love

Against my better judgment I feel certain that somewhere very near here—the first house down the road, maybe—there's a good poet dying, but also somewhere very near here somebody's having a hilarious pint of pus taken from her lovely young body, and I can't be running back and forth forever between grief and high delight. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#love

The passion I feel for you is more than you’re prepared for. - Eric ↗

— Kailin Gow

#love #paranormal-romance #phantom-of-the-opera #love

He had golden-brown hair, the most vivid baby-blue eyes, and a body that belonged on the cover of Men’s Health magazine. Her gaze roamed over his broad shoulders and down his chest. ↗

— Lia Davis

#hero #magic #paranormal-romance #witches #men

Feeling at peace, however fragilely, made it easy to slip into the visionary end of the dark-sight. The rose shadows said that they loved the sun, but that they also loved the dark, where their roots grew through the lightless mystery of the earth. The roses said: You do not have to choose. ↗

— Robin McKinley

#magic #reassurance #roses #shadows #love

Have you ever met someone for the first time, but in your heart you feel as if you’ve met them before? ↗

— JoAnne Kenrick

#gypsy #liverpool #mullo #mulo #mystery

I did love her, of course, but mostly because loving your mom is mandatory, not because she was someone I think I'd like very much if I met her walking down the street. ↗

— Ransom Riggs

#love

I am the least difficult of men. All I want is boundless love. ↗

— Frank O'Hara

#love #men #o-hara #love

His lips pressed against her forehead and she felt him smile against her skin. "Believe me...the only place in the world I want to be is wherever you are." -Grant Morgan ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#love #victoria-devane #love

Don't you dare throw your life away for an unknown superstition. If you die --" My voice broke, and I swallowed thickly. "I love you," I whispered, fisting my hands against his stomach. "You can't leave. You swore you wouldn't." Ash's hands came to rest over mine, twining our fingers together. "Even if the world stands against you," he murmured, bowing his head. "I promise. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#life