#vic

She wore a loose-fitting purple velvet Pre-Raphaelite gown, and her abundant dark-brown hair flowed down her back and shoulders to her waist. As she drew near, I noticed her warm brown eyes peeping at me beneath lush, un-plucked brows, her smiling red lips and smooth, un-powdered cheeks almost begging for kisses. She possessed a beauty much different from Daisy, more like a wildflower in the unspoiled earth than a prize-winning rose in a formal garden. However, her Pre-Raphaelite fashion might have been an affectation of a different kind, a bit closer to nature but a stylish imitation just the same. ↗

— Gary Inbinder

#neo-victorian #pre-raphaelite #beauty

I ran three miles, staggered into the lobby, and took the elevator back to my apartment. No point to overdoing this exercise junk. --Stephanie Plum ↗

— Janet Evanovich

#exercise #humor #plum #stephanie-plum #humor

I could tell I loved her from the moment I saw her, right after she opened the trunk, untied me, and took off my blindfold.  ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#bound #kidnap #love #ropes #trunk

It's one thing to give out excellent advice, but quite another to personally swallow it. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#counsel #encouragement #guidance #help #opinions

I can see myself before myself— A being through dark scenery. ↗