romance-novels

But, after all of the loss I'd had in my life; his loss was the one I could never bear.

I could practically hear the unspoken __ood girl_ accompanied by a pat and scratch behind my ears like I was his obedient pet.

Have you never been so heartbreakingly lonely that you felt as though you would go mad?_- Darcia Moon, Gravitation, Book One: Beyond the Pale

Basically, dating is like climbing a volcano and you never know when it's going to erupt, dumping molten lava and burning you

Lost: Heartbeat. Last seen being chased away by an Irishman__ shameless grin. Reward if returned.

The hotness of a sex scene lies in the loins of the beholder.

I kicked off my shoes and pulled his hand away from the wheel so I could straddle his lap and hold him. His grip on me was excruciatingly tight, but I didn't complain. We were on an insanely busy street, with endless cars rumbling past on one side and a crush of pedestrians on the other, but neither of us cared. He was shaking violently, as if he were sobbing uncontrollably, but he made no sound and shed no tears.The sky cried for him, the rain coming down hard and angry, steaming off the ground.

I was spinning__rom the kiss, the alcohol or the lack of air, I wasn__ sure, but I knew I needed to pull away if only just to breath.

Nothing to say. I used to be a ghostwriter for a publisher.___edieval stuff?___ighty-page love stories. You have this guy, untrustworthy but good in bed, and this girl, radiant but innocent. In the end they fall madly in love and it__ incredibly boring. The story doesn__ say when they split up.___f course not,_ said Mathias

I__l take my chances against your fickle heart if it means it__ mine.

Kate giggled. __xcellent choice.___ always make excellent choices.___ don__ know about that.___f course I do. I picked ye, didn__ I?

There comes a time in a girl__ life where she finds her heart broken, what matters is not the boy who broke it but the boy who stitches it back together

The silence stretched out between us as I stared at him, the tears blurring my vision as I waited for him to save me from this torment. Surely he could find a way.

Neither would you, had you grown up in a library of melodramatic romance novels.

If the worst you can say about an otherwise sweet-natured and pleasant romance novel is that the main characters are just too wholesome to suit you and your bitter, bitter, cat-infested, 7-years-friendless-and-romantically-barren life, you should probably just eat a fucking cupcake and settle in to wait for El Señor to take you away from this place on the wings of angels who all bear a marked resemblance to a young Rob Lowe.

I will not stand by and let any man believe his death is an act of one of the gods. They don't deserve the credit. This is just nature, a side effect of mortality - H

If I have learned anything over this last year it__ that you have to live your own life too so that if something we hoped for doesn__ work out, you still have two legs to stand on, you still have your own path.

Afterwards, as he held me and stroked my hair, my body was singing with pleasure, I couldn__ believe I had waited so long. I thought of how we had wasted a whole year we could have had together and I felt so sad I wanted to cry.