#roma

I have lived recklessly, gambled my income away at the horse races, gone whoring, have been more drunk than sober, beaten men to a pulp with my hands, have had a man’s nose cut off for insulting my father and have been indebted to villains more times than I care to say. But, I do not want to live like this anymore. I want a quiet life with a good woman who will care and love me – not for being the Duke of Monmouth, but for me, Jemmy. ↗

— Andrea Zuvich

#historical-romance #tragic-love-story #love

You love me?” My brain was mush and I wasn’t sure if it was from his words or the pain pill. Yes, I love you.” His eyes bored into mine. “ I love you.” I traced his cheek with my fingers. “Can you tell me again when I’m not on pain medicine?” “I’ll tell you every day.” “Maybe twice a day?” I felt my eyelids growing heavy. “A hundred times a day. ↗

— Nichole Chase

#love

Of course he’s a Valentine. Look at him; he’s the pure definition of the word. ↗

— Pella Grace

#love

She will have brown eyes that say everything I ever need to know without her having to speak. She will be beyond extraordinary. She is beyond extraordinary. I will give her everything she ever wanted. She will never have to be afraid or alone. She will always have me. I will never let anything happen to her. ↗

— S.K.N. Hammerstone

#gothic #love #paranormal-romance #romance #the-rift

I’m sure her vagina isn’t sticking out.” I look at Poppy. “Jesus, it’s not sticking out is it?” “Go say something encouraging to that girl, Warren.” I pull Lilla’s arm along, because I’ll be damned, if there’s a hideous vagina sticking out I’m not foregoing this shit alone. ↗

— Pella Grace

#romance #love

I worked in a grocery store my whole life, Honey-girl. I know what lonely housewives think of this.” “I meant the baby, Jerk.” “Attached to me.” “You think you’re cute, don’t you?” “Are you honestly asking me this? I know you’re not debating it. ↗

— Pella Grace

#romance #swagger #love

For the love of mercy, I cannot walk into mediation with a swollen vagina, Cash. Please.” I smile against her thigh, rubbing my scratchy face against the softness of her skin. “Is that what I’m doing?” Innocence—fuck no. I can’t even fake that shit. ↗

— Pella Grace

#romance #love

We tangle and merge. Love and let go. No one will ever know her like I do. I’ve touched every inch of skin. I’ve explored every part of her being. I love her shy when I pull her to my hips, my lap. I love her present uncertainty for things she knows how to do so fucking good. I love her pink flushed skin all over. ↗

— Pella Grace

#romance #sexy #smut #love

I would change the way humans interpreted the word vampire, forever. ↗

— Lauren Hammond

#vampires #change

I’m tickling a traced pattern over her bare hip. She’s pretending to sleep. Her smile is an idiot. A bad secret keeper. ↗

— Pella Grace

#swoony #love