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Read through the most famous quotes by topic #romance
...she knew, with all her heart that running away from the country’s top relationship coach was as good as saying, 'there’s no hope for me, ever'! ↗
#ghosts #life-after-death #love #paranormal-romance #psychics
Her eyes narrowing, she turned her attention back to where Stephanie stood with Ben, feeling her own pain turn to intense fury. “Dominic knew her so damn well because he was usually thinking the same thing. She was his female version – two halves fitting perfectly together,” Gena spat out, anger inflected in her voice. “Like him, she’s reckless and like him, once she gets something into her head nothing or no one will change her mind.” Her fury revealed itself in her eyes, as she spat out, “And, like him, she’s going to get herself killed.” - Gena Evans, Nowhere to Run ↗
#crime #death #love #mayhem #murder-mystery
Dying a thousand deaths in my head to protect you is better than losing you one time in the flesh." ~ Gustaf Ræliksen ↗
#paranormal #romance #viking #death
Death; those of us who outrun it, can never escape it. It held me in its clutches long enough to steal my life, and though I breathe, and talk, and I'm capable of human emotion on the outside, inside, I'm a cold, putrid corpse of a human being. ↗
Several Terminal Policy readers got together to tell Raker jokes: - Raker CAN piss into the wind. - Raker donates a lot of blood to the Red Cross -- just never his own. - Superman wears Raker pajamas. - When Raker jumps into the pool, he doesn't get wet -- the pool gets Raker. - Why did the chicken cross the road? Because Raker THREW her there!! - Raker's daughter lost her virginity ... he got it back. - Raker doesn't cheat death, he wins fair and square. - Raker turns on a light at night … not because he's afraid of the dark but because the dark is afraid of him. - When the boogy man goes to bed he checks under his bed for Raker. - Don’t tread on Raker’s cape! ↗
Adrenaline rampaged through his body like a powerful surge of electricity, shorting his motherboard, wiping his organic hard-drive clean, leaving behind a single line of undeletable code; code that was hardwired into our basest, most primordial core, code that dictated every breath, every step, and had remained unchanged since the conception of time itself… Survive, no matter the cost. Kill or be killed. And here, on that primitive plain, there was no fear, no doubt, no guilt, no shame. All that was left was him, and them. A battle to the death—modern day gladiators, trading steel, blow for blow in a coliseum of ice at the top of the world. ↗
