#romance

When all the kids answered "fireman", "dentist", "mother", "want to marry a rich guy" and "astronaut", mine was "rockstar" when we grow up. Half of that was met. I knew I wouldn't be happy with any other occupation that was not in the entertainment business. ↗

— Nona Sebastian

#rockstar #romance #business

One thing this night taught her beyond all doubt - all males were lunkheads, all of them. She recognized that protect the poor helpless girl and don’t worry her little wee head tone. “I’m not stupid. I’m not going to run into a situation I have no business being in to show no one can boss me around. I’m not a warrior and tonight made that clear in large neon signage. But I deserve to know about events that concern me and help make the decisions on how to handle them. ↗

— Danielle Monsch

#paranormal-romance #sword-and-sorcery #business

Not that it was a crazy complicated skill, but operating an espresso machine during high traffic could be added to my repertoire along with card tricks and how to fire a Colt .45. (Quote taken from ARC, subject to change) ↗

— Karina Halle

#lies #tattoo #thriller #change

I know what evil looks like under the surface. No matter how beautiful the exterior, how good the lies, I don’t fool myself, not any more. You carry a terrible burden that no one – not even me – can really understand. But that doesn’t change who you are, Frost. You’re a good person. And I love you.” “I wish…” My voice cracked. “I wish I could believe in that.” Luca brushed the dishevelled strands of hair away from my face again and looked into my eyes. “It doesn’t matter. I’ll keep saying it until you do. ↗

— Zoë Marriott

#hope #inspiration #love #lovers #romance-love

I concentrated on his eyes and his facial expression. Those said a lot about a person. I’d noticed that his eyes changed color based on his mood. Right now they were a true clear green, which meant he was happy. When his eyes turned cloudy with a mix of gray, he was angry. But my favorite shade was clear dark green, the color of his eyes when he’d just kissed me. Eyes only told part of the story. Drawing a portrait could be like looking at a person’s soul, when done right. ↗

— Marysue G. Hobika

#romance #change

We live and breathe words. It was books that kept me from taking my own life after I thought I could never love anyone, never be loved by anyone again. It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them. Reading your words, what you wrote, how you were lonely sometimes and afraid, but always brave; the way you saw the world, its colors and textures and sounds, I felt—I felt the way you thought, hoped, felt, dreamed. I felt I was dreaming and feeling with you. I dreamed what you dreamed, wanted what you wanted—and then I realized that truly I just wanted you. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#love #reading #romance #dreams

A mysterious ability, a broken promise, a life changed forever... ↗

— Kim Hornsby

#novels #page-turner-beach-read #romance #women-s-fiction #change

He'd seen when she began to panic, but he hadn't offered comfort like other Doms or changed his plans. He'd just waited her out. She could hate him a little for that. ↗

— Cherise Sinclair

#erotic-romance #romance #change

If I have to sacrifice to give you everything you want, if I have to change who I am, whatever I have to do - tell me. It's done. I can't believe I thought I could live without you. ↗

— Kendall Ryan

#change

Do you think ladies’ eyebrows can communicate as well?” she asked. “No, they don’t have sufficient thicketry,” he said with authority. “Thicketry?” “Yes, that is the official term. ↗

— Anne Gracie

#historical-romance #humour #romance #communication