#tempo

You've done proper already, and it hasn't worked. It's time you do dirty. ↗

— Jennifer Probst

#contemporary-romance #erotica #marriage

I want to discover every hidden secret of your body and a thousand ways to make you scream my name. ↗

— Jennifer Probst

#contemporary-romance #erotica #marriage

He shook his head. "The next time I hear a women going on about how neurotic men are, I'm going to remember this. You tell me you like my body, and what do I say? I say, thank you. Then I tell you I like yours and what do I hear? A long lists of grievances. ↗

— Susan Elizabeth Phillips

#contemporary #gender-stereotypes #romance #sep #men

I loved the way he kissed me, as if he had to, as if he'd go crazy if he didn't and had nearly waited too long. ↗

— Sylvia Day

#gideon-cross #love

While I stood on the front porch, watching him climb into his vehicle, I breathed in the humid air. I looked at the cloudless sky, and the blue vastness of it made me think about the endless opportunities that lay ahead for me. Life, I knew, was going to be different now… better. I was going to live for today and for the future. Dear past… thank you for the lessons. Dear future… I am ready. ↗

— Debra Kay

#contemporary-romance #erotic-romance #fiction #military-romance #romance

We never thought we were writing for posterity, because at the time everyone assumed that all the great standards had already been written by Irving Berlin, Cole Porter, Rodgers and Hammerstein... The songs we were writing were supposed to be temporary things, of the period, like comic books. ↗

— Mike Stoller

#assumed #because #been #berlin #books

If music were wind, I would live in a hurricane. ↗

— Jessica Bell

#music #music

When the silence bores you, let the music play; when the music bores you, let the silence play! ↗

— Mehmet Murat ildan

#music

Honey, I have a feeling he doesn’t think of you as a friend. Have you seen the way he looks at you?” She glanced at him and as if he could feel her gaze, he turned his eyes on her. Soft and hard all at once. “Yeah,” Mel said. “He promised to stop doing that. ↗

— Robyn Carr

#romance #romantic #romantic

At a normal high school, having class outside on a gorgeous May day is usually pretty awesome. It means sitting in the sunshine, maybe reading some poetry, letting the breeze blow through your hair...At Hecate Hall, a.k.a. Juvie for Monsters, it meant I was getting thrown in the pond. ↗

— Rachel Hawkins

#ya-contemporary #ya-paranormal #awesome