#tempo

What is it about guys named Adam? ↗

#new-adult-contemporary-romance #new-adult-fiction #new-adult-lit #new-adult-romance #faith

I believe there are two kinds of people in this world. The ones who do everything right, expecting the perfect outcome every time, and those who know better. ↗

— Faith Sullivan

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Comb his Facebook page. See if he has a Twitter account. Follow up on every Google lead. I want to know what makes him tick, what makes him the man he is. ↗

— Faith Sullivan

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This is New York, babe. Be ready to expect anything. ↗

— Faith Sullivan

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Her gaze slid up the thick muscles of his arm, imagining her hand doing the same, imagining what it would feel like to explore a body of such raw, masculine energy. No doubt about it, he was man built for battle. Yet she could seein his sharp, dark eyes, and in the glimpses of humor and caring he'd let slip, that there was so much more to him than the fight. ↗

— Melissa Cutler

#contemporary #romance #suspense #imagination

I think it has other roots, has to do, in part, with a general anxiety in contemporary life... nuclear bombs, inequality of possibility and chance, inequality of goods allotted to us, a kind of general racist, unjust attitude that is pervasive. ↗

— Leonard Baskin

#anxiety #attitude #bombs #chance #contemporary

Without freedom of sex; all freedoms are temporary. ↗

— M.F. Moonzajer

#sex #temporary #freedom

Blaire, even if all we do is kiss or just lay there and talk, I'm okay with that. I just wanted you up here. Close to me. ↗

— Abbi Glines

#love #new-adult #romance #young-adult #love

I had fallen too far. I was in love with Rush Finlay. ↗

— Abbi Glines

#love #new-adult #romance #young-adult #love

I won’t break Cooper,” she pulled his head to hers with a hand tangled in his hair to whisper huskily in his ear; “I’ll even bend if you like. ↗