#tempo

True love propels a person to great feats all without so much as a word. ↗

— Joel T. McGrath

#love

He was a Marine, for heaven's sake! He knew how to kill a man with his bare hands. He'd been shot and stabbed and nearly died. He'd faced down evil in its purest form; met the Grim Reaper and spit in his eye. None of that had prepared him for this - facing the wrath of the woman he loved and knowing that wrath was justified. ↗

— Barbara Falkenrath

#love

I do love you. I love you so much I can hardly breathe, and I don’t know how we’ll work everything out, but I want to. I’ve never wanted anything more. ↗

— Cindi Madsen

#love

Well, I go wherever the ring takes me. Not because I’m a gold digger or anything; it’s more of a Lord of the Rings thing. This ring gives me powers. Though I’m totally going to lose it when my hair falls out and I start calling it ‘my precious. ↗

— Cindi Madsen

#love

A smile curled the corner of Xavier’s mouth. “You didn’t think I would let her walk out of my arms without knowing I would see her again soon, did you?” Bryant shrugged. “Well, no. I guess not. What are you going to do now?” The lid of the case slammed shut, and Xavier jerked his vibrating phone back out of his pocket. “Well, as soon as I get these fires extinguished, I’m going to go start one with her.” Bryant laughed. “After this long, that’ll be one hell of a raging inferno.” “I hope so. ↗

— Justine Dell

#hot #long-lost-love #love-story #romance #love

I find it rather depressing that the people you love most in this world can also be the same exact people you hate with fervor. But it can happen, trust me. It was the f***ing story of my life. ↗

— Christina Channelle

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

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

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

Oh, Eva." He rubbed his cheek against my damp face. "I must've wished for you so hard and so often you had no choice but to come true. ↗

— Sylvia Day

#gideon-cross #choice

Hey, I’m an art lover,” protested Ramirez. “I love Thomas Kinkade. Painter of Light, you know what I’m sayin’?” Beverly’s smile froze. “Yes, quite. ↗

— Linda Morris

#art