#roman

You see, in every story, it’s not about the ending. It’s about the chapters in between and how you make it through them ↗

— Courtney Giardina

#inspiration #life #love #relationship #romance

To me, love was a drug. Jett was my drug. ↗

— J.C. Reed

#inspirational #love #relationship #romance #inspirational

I can't read your lips unless they touch mine. ↗

— Jaf Liethers

#grammar #impassioned #inspiring #jaf-liethers #kiss

France is to me the heroine in the romance of all the nations of all time. This feeling was born in me years ago when I read how her noble sons had defended America in its cradle. Today I am proud that I am one of the millions who will come to save our heroine from the clutches of the villain from across the Rhine. ↗

— William Arthur Sirmon

#france #germany #historical-romance #history #inspirational

Maybe love was a myth anyhow, a brew of hormones and fantasy, evolution's way of getting men and women together long enough for them to procreate,back in the day when girls got pregnant at twelve, were pregnant or nursing for the next twenty years, and were dead of the plague by forty. ↗

— Jennifer Weiner

#love #myth #procreation #sex #love

Who doesn't want a Bad Boy? Hmm... I prefer to let them bake for a while. Those misbehaving boys will rise to irresistible, dominant, and controlling men. When cooked at the right temperature they'll still taste disobedient but with the right amount of heat, they'll become succulent and tantalizing. The men in my recipes will never leave you feeling hungry. They will fulfill even the most insatiable appetites. ↗

— Kelly Gendron

#romance #suspense #men

I'll never love you anymore than I do, right this second. And I'll never love you any less than Ido, right this second. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#inspirational #romance #inspirational

I want to be part of your story. I want your story to rearrange the symbols in my mind. I want your voice to be my voice. ↗

— David Bowles

#romance #inspirational

And he'd railed at her, his voice booming so loud the bed had seem to shake. "You canna do this - take my goddamned heart and then leave me! You think I will no' follow?" She knew he was constantly there, was aware of his movement and comprehended his words, but she couldn't seem to open her heavy eyelids or speak. At night, he would wrap his body around hers, keeping her warm, whispering against her hair, "You enjoy being contrary. Then prove them all wrong and get better." He'd clutched her hip, then balled his fist there. ↗

— Kresley Cole

#ethan-maccarrick #inspirational #love #maddy #romance

You’re not a failure. You’re a survivor. Call me. –Drew ↗

— Jeanne McDonald

#love #romance #love