#roman

If someone told me at the beginning of that summer that I would come face-to-face with death because of a Romeo and Juliet romance, I would never have believed it. But it wasn't like that summer went at all like I planned in the first place. ↗

— Magan Vernon

#dating

Be nice to his family. Pretend not to notice the way their house smells. Pretend to like their food. Mimic their barbaric customs at the dinner table. ↗

— Laura Yes Yes

#interracial-romance #love #dating

I said, you're the beat of my heart, the breath in my body, the light in my soul. ↗

— J.D. Robb

#romance #death

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