#urban

from Out of the Darkness (book 2): Zoe met Eric's eyes. Even in her platforms she was still a few inches shorter than he was. "And what do you do?" His mouth quirked. "I set people on fire. ↗

— Jaime Rush

#paranormal-romance #pnr #pyro #urban-fantasy #urban-fantasy

I want to leave all my friends and the sunlight for a small, rainy town. ↗

— The Harvard Lampoon

#nightlight #paranormal-romance #twilight-parody #urban-fantasy #urban-fantasy

His witch had finally arrived. He knew it within his heart and he danced, giddy as a schoolboy on the first day of summer vacation. ↗

— Sapphire Phelan

#erotic #urban-fantasy #urban-fantasy

Right now. Living. Aiming to misbehave or just trying not to fade away. ↗

— Michael R. Underwood

#geek #urban-fantasy #urban-fantasy

If it feels right, do it. If it feels wrong, do it twice. ↗

— Kelly Lee

#urban-fantasy

Either you’re one hell of an actress, or you’re the dumbest person to ever walk the face of this planet. ↗

— Kimberly Spencer

#ya-fairy-tale #ya-paranormal #young-adult-urban-fantasy #urban-fantasy

He closed the damn door and turned and stopped, looking at her. “Sometimes,” he said softly, and stopped, then started again, “I often wonder why human men are so fixated on how a woman looks when there’s so much more to explore, and so many kinds of beauty—why obsess over one particular version? But sometimes, when I look at you, I understand." And sometimes, when he looked at her the way he was now, she was beautiful. Not just okay. Not even really pretty. Beautiful. ↗

— Eileen Wilks

#beauty

And New York is the most beautiful city in the world? It is not far from it. No urban night is like the night there... Squares after squares of flame, set up and cut into the aether. Here is our poetry, for we have pulled down the stars to our will. ↗

— Ezra Pound

#beautiful #beautiful city #city #cut #down

Holding my hands in his, David kissed my knuckles before he swore to me, “I will love every day of the rest of my life. ↗

— Theresa M. Jones

#romance #series #urban-fantasy #life

But no life was without it's strain & strife, not if it was fully lived. Opening up to experience, even the good ones like trust & love, was to open yourself up to the pain. I suppose the key was to not compound matters by making the rest of it unnecessarily hard. My need for control had certainly done that in the past. So I made a promise to myself in that moment. I would make a concerted effort to reach for what was soft & good in this world. I'd find a place to settle into, and hold still so that this world's good and soft could reach back & touch me as well. ↗

— Vicki Pettersson

#experience