#roma

I love you," she murmured. The words ... it was as though an entire sun had exploded in his chest. He'd been ridiculous. His thrashing thoughts, his grand confusion and torment and helplessness -- it was only love, had always been love, he supposed. It was no precipice he stood at, or rather precipices have little meaning when one finally acknowledges that one has wings. Connor stepped off. "I love you, too." Such grave, inadequate words for what it was he felt. ↗

— Julie Anne Long

#the-runaway-duke #love

I don’t want this,” Sirus uttered, his voice stripped bare. “Me either.” Grey sounded as if he were in agony. Swearing, they flew at each other in a furious kiss. ↗

— Cameron Dane

#love #sex #love

La gloriosa donna della mia mente ↗

— Sylvain Reynard

#love #love-at-first-sight #professor #romance #student-teacher-affair

We are like oil and vinegar most of the time. But when you shake us up real good, the combination is heavenly.~ Anna Segee, The Stranger in Her Bed ↗

— Janet Chapman

#love

Je suis la source de toute vie. Je suis la marée qui entre en vous et vous aime et se retire. Je suis l'amour qui entre en vous et dure pour l'éternité. ↗

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

#love

This softening she sees in me isn't enough to make me affectionate, but it's just enough to render me inept. I can't give her what she wants — virtuousness — or what she needs — protection. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#protection #romance #sad #love

Godlike the man who sits at her side, who watches and catches that laughter which (softly) tears me to tatters: nothing is left of me, each time I see her... ↗

— Catullus

#poetry #romance #women #love

I’ve always felt that love is like Belgian chocolate, you know, the ones with brandy filling. You always say you’re going to take one more bite, one more chocolate, and then, the whole box is gone. Perhaps the morning after, you might even get indigestion or a headache, and still, that evening, you might stop by the supermarket and buy another box because you simply can’t get enough. ↗

— Scarlet Hyacinth

#humour #m-m-romance #love

I have to go home, Masi. You are my home, bella. I am lost without you. He couldn’t speak. There were no words to recoil the loss consuming him. Massimo brought his hands up to her face. Kissing her one last time. He had to for his sanity. And he did with great passion, knowing he’d hurt her face when she kissed him back. But she did. He heard the cry in her throat as their tongues danced. Warm tears touched his palms as they continued to kiss. His fingertips were wet with sadness. He kept on kissing her. Unable to stop, he needed ten more seconds. Ti amo, I love you. Please don’t leave. I’ve waited my whole life for you. When he pulled his face back, she cried, and he realized he did also. ↗

— Avery Aster

#i-love-you #kiss #romance #sadness #life

It is said that our destiny is set, predetermined before conception. But I myself, have never been a believer… ↗

— Deborah Ann

#first-love #paranormal #series #young-adult-romance #love