He lowered his head, his mouth on her neck. “You’re all I think about. I can’t breathe without you in my head, my body, everywhere. Even when I close my eyes, you’re there..” Sera arched her neck and moaned, feeling as if every inch of her skin was begging to be touched by those lips. Unable to stand it any longer, she found his mouth and pushed herself against him, wanting to devour him and, in turn, be devoured by him. She was falling, falling, falling.. Ava Zavora
What the world stigmatizes as romantic is often more nearly allied to the truth than is commonly supposed.
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Unknown
I'm not going to do it again, " Lena Marquez whispered to the red purse across the hall from her nestle of blankets. "Never again.
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Aaron Michael Ritchey
Sky, wait.” The way his voice wraps around my name makes me wish the only word in his entire vocabulary way Sky.
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Colleen Hoover
Oh don't be pompous and gloomy, darling, " chided Amalfi. "There are thousands of places just as lovely as this. And as peaceful."" That's where you are wrong, " said Tyson, leaning his elbows on the warm stone. "I've seen a lot of the world,...
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M.M. Kaye
I'm sorry you don't want to know me anymore. I will spend the rest of my life regretting the fact that I wasted my second chance to know you. And I will always be conscious of your absence."- Gabriel to Julia.
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Sylvain Reynard
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It was her favorite story, that she remembers, but she would be hard-pressed to retell it now, faithfully, as it had been told to her. All she could recall were frayed, sleep-watered images of a forgotten castle in the middle of a wild forest, stone...
Some curses fade and leave nothing but the faintest mark, a tea stain on watered silk. There are those that are so malevolent that, upon defeat, explode in a fiery burst of sulfurous flames, burning everything they touch as they die. Others dissolve like morning...
He felt that he had always been there, among the apple trees, watching for the woman in the tower to come to her window. Seasons may have passed, years may have grown green on the bough, then withered and fallen, but he would stand there...
An endless scream pierced the frigid night air and shook the world with its rage and sorrow. The aged stone and brick that had withstood the great quake over a hundred years ago now trembled before its pain, and even the austere grimace of the...
Beauty becomes tinged with sadness when experienced alone.
