#roman

I would far rather have two or three lilies of the valley gathered for me by a person I like, than the most expensive bouquet that could be bought! ↗

— Elizabeth Gaskell

#elizabeth-gaskell #flowers #friends #lily-of-the-valley #love

When I am lonely for boys what I miss is their bodies. The smell of their skin, its saltiness. The rough whisper of stubble against my cheek. The strong firm hands, the way they rest on the curve of my back. ↗

— A.M. Harte

#relationships #romance #women #love

A hundred years or more, she's bent her crown in storm, in sun, in moonsplashed midnight breeze. surviving all the random vagaries of this harsh world. A dense - twigged veil drifts down from crown along her trunk - mourning slow wood that rustles tattered, in a hint of wind this January dusk, cloudy, purpling the ground with sudden shadows. How she broods - you speculate - on dark surprise and loss, alone these many years, despondent, bent, her bolt-cracked mate transformed to splinters, moss. Though not alone, you feel the sadness of a twilight breeze. There's never enough love; the widow nods to you. Her branches moan. ↗

— Lauren Lipton

#tree #widow #woods #love

Paranormal romance gives me the opportunity to explore love outside of its traditional boundaries. Common themes are hunger and uncontrollable desires, but I like to push further into wounds that cannot be healed and the way love can still find its way into the cracks of a fractured soul. ↗

— Stephanie Draven

#paranormal-romance #love

فإنْ كانَ قلبكِ يا سيّدتي شيئاً غيرَ القلوب فما نحنُ شيئاً غيرَ النّاس , وَ إنْ كنتِ هندسةً وحدها في بناءِ الحبِّ فما خُلقتْ أعمارنا في هندستكِ للقياس , وَ هبي قلبكِ خُلقَ " مربّعاً " أفلا يسعنا " ضلعٌ " من أضلاعه , أوْ " مدوّراً " أفلا يُمسكنا " محيطه " في " نقطة " منْ انخفاضه أو ارتفاعه , وَ هبيه " مثلّثا " فاجعلينا منهُ بقيّةً في " الزّاوية " أو " مستطيلاً " فدعينا نمتدُّ معه وَ لوْ إلى ناحية ...! ↗

— مصطفى صادق الرافعي

#love #romance #love

In one hundred years people will still remember our kind of love; a love that knows no bounds—that surpasses all reason—and will never, never die. (Loving Lily Lavender) ↗

— DeAnna Kinney

#romance #love

Love . . . is like nature, but in reverse; first it fruits, then it flowers, then it seems to wither, then it goes deep, deep down into its burrow, where no one sees it, where it is lost from sight, and ultimately people die with that secret buried inside their souls. ↗

— Edna O'Brien

#romance #love

Love is what brings you together, Lucy. But it’s the blood, sweat, and tears of hard work that keeps you together ↗

— Nicole Williams

#romance #love

No words. Just my finger pointing in silence. My finger silently saying, ’Unwrap me, darling. ↗

— James Lusarde

#love-making #men-and-women-in-love #relationships #romance #seduction

To Love another unconditionally, is to make the ultimate sacrifice... ↗

— Whitney T. Hines

#love #romance #teen-fiction #vampire #love