#roma

Smiling, I cut across the quadrangle toward the commons. I felt better about life than I had in a very long time. We could do this, Lissa and me. We could do this together. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#romance #life

There is beautiful you are." "No," said Marged, between a sigh and a sob. "Yes," said Owen. "No," said Marged, not so certain. "Behold," Owen said, from Solomon. "thou art fair. Thou hast dove's eyes." "Dove's eyes are small." Marged said. "Yours are so big they are my whole world," said Owen. ↗

— Richard Llewellyn

#fair #romance #art

The scent of him was subtle, beautifully fresh, and she couldn’t think clearly. No man had ever brought out these intense feelings in her. Chris Augustine was dangerous and she could get lost in his arms. ↗

— Suzan Battah

#french #latino #multicultural #romance #beauty

In a land that knew only dark beauty, she was something of a hybrid no one dared touch. But the tall Arab did not appear in the least daunted by her abnormality. No, she saw his eyes. He was not daunted in the least. ↗

— V.S. Carnes

#desert #romance #beauty

How long are you planning on us sitting up here, kid?" Brendan asked. I looked over at him. He sat still, with his head leant back against the rooftop wall, his eyes closed, his hands resting on his lap. "Sorry, is being here getting in the way of your beauty sleep?" "I don't need beauty sleep, kid. I'm naturally this good-looking." I snorted. "Whatever makes you feel good, Shifter." No point boosting his ego. ↗

— Elizabeth Morgan

#paranormal-romance-werewolves #paranormal-series #beauty

Compelling read. ↗

— Monica Bouvier

#beauty

Cannot a Beast be tamed? ↗

— Robin McKinley

#beauty #beauty-and-the-beast #romance #tamed #beauty

I'm fat," she blurted out. "You are not fat. You're the most beautiful, voluptuous woman I know." His eyes moved down her body, deliberately, slowly, then back up to her face. What she saw in them sent fire squirming through her stomach and lower. "I want every inch of you," he said, growling it. "I want to fall on my knees and worship at your hips." He reach out, shaped her curves from breast to hips with a burning sweep of his hand that a man was allowed to give only his wife. ↗

— Eloisa James

#olivia #quin #beauty

Even the most beautiful flower, the rose," he argued, "has the thorn that makes it imperfect. ↗

— Lynetta Halat

#coming-of-age-novel #new-adult-romance #romance #age

Every anniversary was a victory, a middle finger to everyone who thought we wouldn't last. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#beauty