#roma

His fingers painted my skin with ruby red patterns of desire. In Keahi’s kiss I could taste the red burn of chili encrusted in the rich sweetness of melted chocolate. I breathed in his scent and it spoke to me of vanilla. The ink of my malu tattoo began to burn, searing markings of fiery joy. ↗

— Lani Wendt Young

#fiction #mythology #samoa #telesa-series #young-adult-book

Not so much two ships passing in the night as two ships sailing together for a time but always bound for different ports. ↗

— P.D. James

#romance #adam

He smiled and squinted at me again, tilting his head up and to the right as he stared. “Maybe what I’m attracted to in you is more than your looks and your brain and your humor.” He leaned closer like he had a secret. “It could be your soul,” he whispered. I pushed his cheek until he was squinting at the door to the kitchen instead. “Is this when you tell me I’m your soul mate, O’Neill? ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#artist #attraction #dating #glass-girl #henry-whitmire

My mom told me once that Wyatt loved her the way a boy will love his mother, but I loved her the way an artist loves another. Jo taught me what that meant. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#artist #creativity #dating #death #family

If your heart is broken, do you have a phantom heart? ↗

— Damon Suede

#gay-romance #longing #breakups

I don't know who he was," Kavita flat-out states, "but whoever he was he sure did a number on you, didn't he?" Mary leans forward to ensure he would see her deviant stare. "Did it ever occur to you that maybe I did a number on him?" Kavita leans in closer as well, and with that same deviant expression, "Yes. I have. ↗

— Carroll Bryant

#fiction-novel #fictional #love #lovers-love-story #romance

I'm giving you a free shot at my blood and you're playing hard to get? What kind of vampire are you?" When Wraith just stood there, Kynan rolled his eyes. "Oh, come on. My blood's eighty proof. You want it. You know you do. ↗

— Larissa Ione

#larissa-ione #paranormal-romance #vampire-romance

It is as if Quincey has replaced the sun in my universe and it is around him that I spin. ↗

— Kate Cary

#vampires #wwi #vampire-romance

You’re like that single wild flower that grows from the crack in the pavement: miraculous growth with no water source or fertile soil. A person walking by would step around that flower to avoid crushing it. It’s not like the field of wild flowers you tromp through carelessly, crushing them under your feet, knowing that the next day will bring a hundred more. ↗

— J.B. Salsbury

#personal-growth

Holy bad boy Batman! ↗

— A. Meredith Walters

#new-adult #romance #new-adult