#roman

You know, while you’re off sexercizing, I’ll be sitting here all by my lonesome watching lame ass lifetime movies. ↗

— Kimberly Spencer

#ya-urban-fantasy #movies

You know, typically a nickname is shorter than the given name.” “Is it?” he asked in mock seriousness. “Oh. Well, tell you what, you can call me…” She waited several beats, thinking of more than a few unkind examples. “I can call you what?” she finally asked. “That’s it.” He shot her his bone-melting smile. “You can just call me. Anytime.” She rolled her eyes, refusing to give in to the smile that threatened. “That sounds like a line from one of your movies.” He shot her a triumphant look. “Ah, ha! I knew you were a fan. ↗

— Jennifer Shirk

#romantic-comedy #movies

Look, I'd sat through just as many Hollywood movies as the next person. I'd seen Sleepless in Seattle, Titanic, Twilight, whatever. I knew the myth. But i didn't believe it. I knew it was made up, I knew none of it was even close to reality. ↗

— Juniper Bell

#myth #reality #romance #movies

Okay," she said as he lit the candle and hummed the birthday song. "You know,this is all very Jake Ryan of you." "Who's Jake Ryan?" "The hottie from Sixteen Candles—the best teenage movie ever made. The last scene looks just like this," she said, looking around the room. "All right, well, don't you go wishing for him when you blow out the candle." "I love you,Jace. You're the only thing I want. ↗

— Phoebe Lane

#hilarious #love #romantic #love

I don't mean like balls-in-your-face or gifts of pornography and butt plugs romantic, just cute, over-the-pants, PG-13 movie stuff. ↗

— Frances Winkler

#funny-as-hell #pornography #romantic-comedy-weird #movies

Choice betrays character,” I said. “That’s not true.” Loring moved his finger along the sheet as if writing his name in cursive. “Eliza, you can’t judge a man solely on his actions. Sometimes actions are nothing more than reactions. ↗

— Tiffany Debartolo

#romance #music

As he hums the melody softly into my ear, I can feel the notes seep deep into my skin and bones, and birth an ache in my soul I never knew existed. What is this, if not impossible? ↗

— Ashleyn Poston

#music #new-adult-contemporary-romance #new-adult-romance #love

If he was like any of his music, he would be complex, explosive, sweet, sensual, and passionate. ↗

— Kailin Gow

#contemporary-fiction-music #erotica-romance #kailin-gow #sensuality #the-protege

Watching him, his hands buried in his pockets—to keep from circling her neck she supposed—she couldn't help but marvel at the curious mix of Southern courtesy and male arrogance, the natural assumption he shouldered of being lawfully in control. "Engaging in a moral battle isn't always hazardous to one's health, you know." "Doesn't look like it's doing wonders for yours." "Saints be praised, it can actually be rewarding." Looking over his shoulder, he halted in the middle of the room. "Irish." "I beg your pardon?" "You. Irish. The green eyes, the tiny bit of red in your hair. Is Connor your real name?" "Yes, why..." she said, stammering. Bloody hell. "Of course." "Liar." She felt the slow, hot roll of color cross her cheeks. "What could that possibly have to do with anything?" "I don't know, but I have a feeling it means something. It's the first I've heard come out of that sassy mouth of yours that didn't sound like some damned speech." He tapped his head, starting to pace again. "What I wonder is, where are you in there? ↗

— Tracy Sumner

#historical #repartee #romance #sexy #nature

Sometimes,’ he starts, ‘the hardest part about letting someone go is realizing you were never meant to have them. ↗

— Rebecca Serle

#ya #young-adult #young-adult-romance #relationship