#romance

I’m waiting with baited breath to hear that silver tongue of yours. ↗

— Jodie B. Cooper

#paranormal-romance #quote #romance #sídhí #young-adult-romance

The next time you're mad at me, talk to me,' he said. 'Don't shut me out. I don't like playing games. And by the way, I had a great time, too. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#novel

With the first kiss his mouth will taste of wormwood. ↗

— Poppy Z. Brite

#short-story

It's only terrible to have nothing to wait for. ↗

— Erich Maria Remarque

#novel

V settled back against the pillows and measured the hard line of her chin. "Take off your coat." "Excuse me?" "Take it off." "No." "I want it off." "Then I suggest you hold your breath. Won't affect me in the slightest, but at least the suffocation will help pass the time for you. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#fantasy #jane-witcomb #paranormal #paranormal-romance #vampires

When he kisses me again, the last part of me that could stand myself dies. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#faery #paranormal-romance #urban-fantasy #fantasy

Never ask a question if you don’t know the answer. — Rhett ↗

— Rowena Cherry

#futuristic #romance #space-opera #fantasy

It is a long way to Ireland, Janet, and I am sorry to send my little friend on such weary travels: but if I can't do better, how is it to be helped? Are you anything akin to me, do you think, Jane?" I could risk no sort of answer by this time: my heart was still. "Because, he said, "I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you - especially when you are near me, as now: it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. And if that boisterous channel, and two hundred miles or so of land some broad between us, I am afraid that cord of communion will be snapt; and then I've a nervous notion I should take to bleeding inwardly. As for you, - you'd forget me. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#romance #love

I want to fill every part of you, breathe the air from your lungs and leave my handprints on your soul. I want to give you more pleasure than you can bear. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#historical

To see the years touch ye gives me joy", he whispered, "for it means that ye live. ↗

— Diana Gabaldon

#historical-fiction #romance #scotland #historical