#roman

Music can transport you to another time with a couple of notes. It makes you feel the heartbreak or the love, right along with the singer. The right song speaks to your soul in a way nothing else can. It’s magic. ↗

— Cindi Madsen

#paranormal-romance-series #love

Look, I know you’re a guy—” “Damn straight.” “And there’s some man rule that you’ve got to be all macho—” “Rule number three, actually.” Both of her eyebrows shot up. “Would you just let me finish before I make you cry and break rule number three. ↗

— Cindi Madsen

#love

Life wasn't all fucking sunshine and rainbows. Real life was hard. ↗

— Kendall Ryan

#facts #life-lessons #life-quotes #love #romance

-Es que nunca lo había notado-me interrumpió. -¿Notado qué? -Que lo único que hacía falta en mi casa eras tú. ↗

— Adriana González Márquez

#love

Can you kiss me again?” the whisper came like a plea laced with honey and need, and any desire to enjoy one thing at a time was lost in that second. “Come here baby boy and I’ll kiss you forever, ↗

— Talon P.S.

#gay-men #romance #men

Why is it women have to bring all this angst into sex? We should be more like men. In. Out. Over. Next. ↗

— Lara Rios

#romance #men

The country is dying cause of an lack of men, not a lack of programms. ↗

— Corneliu Zelea Codreanu

#real-men #romania #romanian #men

His voice was like soothing melted chocolate. I wanted him to ooze his lovely voice all over my naked body. ↗

— James Lusarde

#erotic-romance #erotica #language #love #men-s-voices

I'm not going to force you into anything you don't want. But I'm also not going to take a vow of chastity and pine away for you, or whatever the hell it is that men do in romance novels these days. I have needs. I'd rather satisfy them with you, but if you don't want me I suppose I'll just have to find someone else. Might take me a while, but I'll make do. I always have before. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#love #relationships #romance #sex #love

I’m not this unusual,” she said. “It’s just my hair.” She looked at Bobby and she looked at me, with an expression at once disdainful and imploring. She was forty, pregnant, and in love with two men at once. I think what she could not abide was the zaniness of her life. Like many of us, she had grown up expecting romance to bestow dignity and direction. “Be brave,” I told her. Bobby and I stood before her, confused and homeless and lacking a plan, beset by an aching but chaotic love that refused to focus in the conventional way. Traffic roared behind us. A truck honked its hydraulic horn, a monstrous, oceanic sound. Clare shook her head, not in denial but in exasperation. Because she could think of nothing else to do, she began walking again, more slowly, toward the row of trees. ↗

— Michael Cunningham

#glbtq #love #pregnancy #pregnant-woman #romance