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I'm not ill like that,” she groaned. He sat on her bed, peeling back the blanket. A servant entered, frowning at the mess on the floor, and shouted for help.“Then it what way?”“I,uh...” Her face was so hot she thought it would melt onto the floor. Oh you idiot. “My monthly cycles finally came back!”His face suddenly matched hers and he stepped away, dragging his hand through his short hair. “I-if...Then I'll take my leave,” he stammered, and bowed. Celaena raised an eyebrow, and then, despite herself, smiled as he left the room as quick as his feet could go without running, tripping slightly in the doorway as he staggered into the rooms beyond.
— Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass
Claire. Wake up.” She blinked and realized that her head was on Shane’s shoulder, and Michael was nowhere to be seen. Her first thought was, Oh my God, am I drooling? Her second was that she hadn’t realized she was so close to him, snuggled in. Her third was that although Michael’s part of the couch was empty, Shane hadn’t moved away. And he was watching her with warm, friendly eyes. Oh. Oh, wow, that was nice.
— Rachel Caine, Glass Houses
I wrote about the person I love most, my older brother, Noah. We don't live together so I wrote what I imagine he does when we're not together.""And what is that?" prodded the stout man. "He's a superhero who saves people in danger, because he saved me and my brother from dying in a fire a couple of years ago. Noah is better than Batman." The crowd chuckled. "I love you, too, lil'bro.
— Katie McGarry, Pushing the Limits
His blue-black hair fell over his face when he moved, like tiny arrows pointing to pronounced cheeckbones. "Starting to think you were going to bail on me." "Didn't know you were expecting me," she said in what she hoped was a casual voice. He gets sexier every day. "Not Expecting, but hoping. Always hoping
— Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely
At least I don't look like a Christmas tree.""You look like the star atop the tree.
— Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian
Well, hell yeah! I’m gonna kick your ass, too!”I narrowed my eyes at him. “Not this time you’re not. I have a new superpower.”He laughed. “And what’s that? Harsh language?”I leaned over to kiss his neck once, and then ran my tongue up to his ear, kissing his earlobe. He froze in place. “Distraction,” I breathed into his ear. He grabbed my arms and flipped me onto my back. “You’re going to miss another class.
— Jamie McGuire, Beautiful Disaster
When a woman submits to a man, it's the most precious gift she can give. Herself. Unreservedly. The man has to respect and honor that gift above all else. Even if he respects nothing else in the world, he must respect the woman in his care. It's his sworn duty to protect, honor and cherish his submissive. To take care of her and provide a safe haven. Someone who would put his own needs above his woman's is no man.
— Maya Banks, Sweet Addiction
They don’t want me. They’re curious why you want me. And anyway, I feel sorry for anyone that thinks they have a chance. I am hopelessly and completely in love with you.”A pained look shadowed his face. “You know why I want you? I didn’t know I was lost until you found me. I didn’t know what alone was until the first night I spent without you in my bed. You’re the one thing I’ve got right. You’re what I’ve been waiting for, Pigeon.
— Jamie McGuire, Beautiful Disaster
I can't think of anything I'd rather have more than somebody lovin' me.
— Sue Monk Kidd, The Secret Life of Bees
You scared the shit out of me last night, so forgive me if I don't want to hear fine as an answer."I rubbed my eyes, hoping it would keep the burning tears away. The warm water of the shower had finally calmed the tears, but the thought of Noah walking away brought them back. "What do you want to hear? That I'm exhausted? Terrified? Confused? That all I want to do is rest my head on your chest and sleep for hours, but that's not going to happen because you're leaving me?""Yes," he said quickly, then just as quick said, "No. Everything but the last part." He paused. "Echo, how could you think I would leave you? How can you doubt how I feel?""Because," I said as I felt the familiar twisting in my stomach. "You saw me lose it. You saw me almost go insane."The muscles in his shoulders visibly tensed. "I watched you battle against the worst memory of your life and I watched you win. Make no mistake, Echo. I battled right beside you. You need to find some trust in me ... in us."Noah inhaled and slowly let the air out. His stance softened and so did his voice. "If you're scared, tell me. If you need to cry and scream, then do it. And you sure as hell don't walk away from us because you think it would be better for me. Here's the reality, Echo: I want to be by your side. If you want to go to the mall stark naked so you can show the world your scars, then let me hold your hand. If you want to see your mom, then tell me that, too. I may not always understand, but damn, baby, I'll try.
— Katie McGarry, Pushing the Limits
I knew in that moment, I would never love anyone in my life the way I loved Evan Mathews.
— Rebecca Donovan, Reason to Breathe
Kitten, four hours of sleep while holding you is far more beneficial to me than eight hours of endless tossing and turning because you're not there. -Bones from This Side of the Grave
— Jeaniene Frost, This Side of the Grave
The anger subsided, and my shoulders fell. “I know you didn’t. But you have got to curb this overprotective big-brother thing you’ve got going on.”Travis laughed once. “I’m not playing the big brother, Pigeon. Not even close.
— Jamie McGuire, Beautiful Disaster
You know a lot about math," I said. You know a lot about math? What type of statement was that? Right along the lines of "Hey, you have hair and it's red and curly." Real smooth.
— Katie McGarry, Pushing the Limits
And I can no more stop worrying about you than I can stop myself from breathing.
— Cayla Kluver, Legacy
There's always tomorrow." I followed him. "Tomorrow's not going to change anything.""We'll see.""There's nothing to see. You're wasting your time.""When it concerns you, it's never a waste of my time," he replied.
— Jennifer L. Armentrout, Wait for You
I like that people can just look at you and know that you are taken, that you are mine.” He closed his eyes and laughed. “And yes, I know that sentiment is at the top of the Women’s Liberation Movement’s list of things not to say to a modern woman.
— Patricia Briggs, River Marked
ROSE of all Roses, Rose of all the World!	The tall thought-woven sails, that flap unfurled	Above the tide of hours, trouble the air,	And God’s bell buoyed to be the water’s care;	While hushed from fear, or loud with hope, a band	 With blown, spray-dabbled hair gather at hand.	Turn if you may from battles never done,	I call, as they go by me one by one,	Danger no refuge holds, and war no peace,	For him who hears love sing and never cease,	 Beside her clean-swept hearth, her quiet shade:	But gather all for whom no love hath made	A woven silence, or but came to cast	A song into the air, and singing past	To smile on the pale dawn; and gather you	 Who have sought more than is in rain or dew	Or in the sun and moon, or on the earth,	Or sighs amid the wandering starry mirth,	Or comes in laughter from the sea’s sad lips;	And wage God’s battles in the long grey ships.	 The sad, the lonely, the insatiable,	To these Old Night shall all her mystery tell;	God’s bell has claimed them by the little cry	Of their sad hearts, that may not live nor die.	Rose of all Roses, Rose of all the World!	 You, too, have come where the dim tides are hurled	Upon the wharves of sorrow, and heard ring	The bell that calls us on; the sweet far thing.	Beauty grown sad with its eternity	Made you of us, and of the dim grey sea.	Our long ships loose thought-woven sails and wait,	For God has bid them share an equal fate;	And when at last defeated in His wars,	They have gone down under the same white stars,	We shall no longer hear the little cry	 Of our sad hearts, that may not live nor die.The Sweet Far Thing
— W.B. Yeats, The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats
You’re everything I’ve ever wanted, Pigeon.”“Just remember that when I take all of your money in the next poker game,” I said, pulling off my shirt.
— Jamie McGuire, Beautiful Disaster
The 1st day, I stood in the kitchen leaning against the counter watching Annie feed the cats, and I knew I wanted to do that forever.
— Nancy Garden, Annie on My Mind
...But the one thing that I would never, ever recover from would be losing you. You made me promise before to go on if that happened, but Bones, I wouldn't want to. - Cat from This Side of the Grave
— Jeaniene Frost, This Side of the Grave
Every other person in the world would have looked at it and thought, Max would hate this. It was girly. It was beautiful. It wasn't made of titanium and black leather with spikes on it. But it seemed exactly right, in a weird, heart-fluttery kind of way. And I really loved it.
— James Patterson, Fang
Don't you know how sweet and wonderful life can be?
— Marvin Gaye
Every universe I’ve created lately, your face keeps popping up in it.
— Adam Silvera, History Is All You Left Me
We'll walk together holding hands, and kiss in broad daylight, and love each other as much as we want to, and no one will ever try to keep up apart.
— Lauren Oliver, Delirium
You always say that I’m beautiful. Will you still love me when I’m old?"Geoff’s hand made small circles on his stomach."Elijah." Geoff rarely called him that, and he turned his head to look into Geoff’s eyes. "I don’t love you because you’re beautiful. You’re beautiful because I love you.
— Andrew  Grey, Love Means... No Shame
I guess what scares me the most now is the thought that I won't be able to protect you
— Julia Hoban, Willow
Trev, all you had to do was breathe to make me want you. 
— Cindy C. Bennett, Geek Girl
And suddenly I got what the big deal was about kissing. How someone could suck on your bottom lip and make you come completely undone. That someone stroking the hair back from your face could make you swoon and someone sliding his hands underneath your top could make you feel wanted for the first time in your life.
— Sarra Manning, Let's Get Lost
And that's humbling, knowing that your voice can mean so much to another person.
— Kirsty Eagar, Raw Blue
Thinking of you, wherever you areWe pray for our sorrows to end,and hope that our hearts will blend.Now I will step forward to realize this wish.And who knows,starting a new journey may not be so hardOr maybe it has already begun.There are many worlds.but they share the same skyone sky, one destiny. Kairi
— Square Enix
I'll accept your apology on one condition." He folded his arms across his chest."Anything?""You trust me."I cocked my head to the side. "I trust you, Cam.""No, you don't." He walked over to my small table and pulled out a chair. "Have a seat."Sitting down, I tugged the hem of his shirt down as he headed back to the stove, putting the tiny skillet over the burner."If you trusted me, you wouldn't have reacted the way you did," he simply said, cracking an egg. "And that's not me judging you or any of that kind of shit. You got to trust me that I'm not going to be an ass or freak out over that kind of stuff. You have to trust that I care enough about you.
— Jennifer L. Armentrout, Wait for You
You did what you did out of love. I can't be mad at you over that. It was stupid, but that's how love is. Do you have any idea what I'd do for you? To keep you safe?
— Richelle Mead, Spirit Bound
If you must know, I-I had never in my life kissed a young lady, and you are far too beautiful to me to want to get it wrong!
— Diana Wynne Jones, Castle in the Air
So why did you want to kiss me?""We're friends aren't we?" Callum shrugged.I relaxed into a smile. "Of course we are.""And if you can't kiss your friends who can you kiss?" Callum smiled.
— Malorie Blackman, Noughts & Crosses
THUMB, I HOPE I WILL NOT BORE YOU WITH HOW TOTALLY, TOTALLY I ADORE YOU. THE FUNNY WAY YOU HAVE OF TALKING, THE CUTE WAY YOU HAVE OF WALKING. PLEASE DO NOT FEEL THAT I AM STALKING YOU. LOVE, HENDERSON
— Phoebe Stone, The Boy on Cinnamon Street
I like to make you know your master,” Crane said. “It's only fair. The rest of the time you've got me so thoroughly enslaved, I might as well be wearing a collar with your name on it.
— K.J. Charles, A Case of Possession
Getting up, Luc finished his beer and set the empty bottle on the small outdoor table. The sooner he apologised for his outburst, the better. Walking into the house, he heard a thud. Panic filled him as he ran towards the back of the house.He rounded the corner and almost ran over Justin. His partner had evidently been trying to get to his wheelchair. "Baby? What're you doing?" Luc asked. Kneeling on the floor, he pulled Justin into his arms."Coming after you," Justin said. "I'm...sorry."Luc held Justin tighter as his lover began to shake. He rocked the larger body back and forth like a child. "What're we gonna do with each other? I was just coming in to say the same thing to you.
— Carol Lynne, Live for Today
My whole life had split in two: Smith and not Smith. I liked the Smith parts of it so much better.
— Sarra Manning, Let's Get Lost
Nikki "Brandon's never hurt anyone. He's competely sweet and adorable."I choked a little on the sip of sparkling water I'k just swallowed. If Brandon was sweet and adorable, I was Satan's bride.
— Meg Cabot
The sweetest thing I've ever known was like the kiss on the collarbone, the soft caress of happiness, the way you walk, your style of dress, I wish I didn't get so weak, oh baby just to hear you speak, makes me argue just to see how much your in love with me
— Lauryn Hill
It didn't matter what I wore, or how much sleep I'd had or not had, he always looked at me as if his world began and ended with me.
— Jane Harvey-Berrick, The Education of Caroline
...I've never really had a party before.""Why did you have one now?" I say, just to keep him talking.He gives a half laugh. "I thought if I had a party, you would come.
— Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall
That's when it happens. Maybe it was my argument. Maybe it was my scary zeal. Whatever the reason, as soon as Megan whistles, the crowd is on its feet.They're blowing bubbles. They're raising their lighters high. They're cheering through their fangs...For Dawn Summers, for themselves and each other, for every sibling who got tossed into a situation beyond her control.For me.And for my sister, who whistles again...Once more with feeling.
— Cynthia Leitich Smith, Geektastic: Stories from the Nerd Herd
I'm tired of watching you be in love with someone else someone who will never love you back, not the way I do.
— Cassandra Clare, City of Glass
Did you know that there are over three hundred words for love in canine?
— Gabrielle Zevin, Elsewhere
I rose from marsh mudalgae, equisetum, willows,sweet green, noisybirds and frogs.
— Lorine Niedecker
Young friends, whose string-and-tin-can phone extended from island to island, had to pay out more and more string, as if letting kites go higher and higher. They had more and more to tell each other, and less and less string. The boy asked the girl to say "I love you" into her can, giving her no further explanation. And she didn't ask for any, or say "That's silly," or "We're too young for love," or even suggest that she was saying "I love you" because he asked her to. Instead she said, "I love you." The words traveled through the long, long string. The boy covered his can with a lid, removed it from the string, and put her love for him on a shelf in his closet. Of course, he never could open the can, because then he would lose its contents. It was enough just to know it was there.
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
I don't say this to hurt you, love." The endearment slipped out without me even thinking about it.(...)"Say it again," he said. "Call me your love.
— Jessica Verday, The Haunted
How could I explain why I'd acted that way? How could I explain how scary it was, to find out that I needed her so much? Was I supposed to tell her how she'd changed everything? Like how U hadn't even realized how bad I felt until she'd made it better, just by looking at me. Like how I thought she was awesome, bad-ass ninja, and what I hated was the fact that I knew I couldn't protect her, when that's all I wanted to do. How could I explain, without sounding like a complete asshole, that I was so afraid of losing her I pushed her away? I couldn't.
— Susan Bischoff, Heroes 'Til Curfew
I’ve always felt almost human. I’ve always known that there’s something about me that’s different than other dogs. Sure, I’m stuffed into a dog’s body, but that’s just the shell. It’s what’s inside that’s important. The soul. And my soul is very human.
— Garth Stein, The Art of Racing in the Rain
We flew back home like swallows. 'Is it happiness that makes us so light?' Agathe asked.
— Honoré de Balzac, Père Goriot
Since you can't touch me, you made something that could, didn't you?" I said."Yes."My world slowed and I closed my eyes. "I am going yo give you my heart noe," I whispered. "Please don't break it again.
— Jessica Verday, The Haunted
The Janus Guard will also be out that night,” he said, one hand reaching out to squeeze her shoulder. “Just as we have been and will be for every night of the Nine.”“Good.”“Speaking of which—Kelley…” Sonny seemed suddenly exhausted. He turned his face to the west, and she could see the fatigue etched into the lines and planes of his face. “It’s getting late. You need to leave the park. Please. Don’t argue with me this time. Just go. The sun will set soon, and I have to go to work.”He squared his shoulders as though he expected her to put up a fight. She did—a little—but only out of actual concern for him. “Shouldn’t you be taking it easy? I mean, you try to hide it with the whole tough-guy-swagger thing and all, but I saw the bandages. You’re really hurt. Aren’t you?”“It’s not so bad.”“Wow. You are a terrible liar.”He frowned fiercely at her.“You also look like you haven’t slept in a week.” She took a tentative step toward him and put a hand on his chest, looking up into his silver-gray eyes. He put his hand over the top of hers, and she could feel the rhythm of his heart beating under her palm, through his shirt and the bandages.“I’m fine.”“Are you sure?”With his other hand, Sonny reached up and brushed a stray auburn curl out of her eyes.“I’m sure.”He smiled down at her, and she felt her insides melt a little. His whole face changed when he smiled. It was like the sun coming out.“But,” he continued, “I’ll be even better if you are safe at home and I don’t have to worry about you for tonight.”“I can take care of myself, Sonny Flannery,” she bristled, halfheartedly.“Please?” He turned up the wattage on his smile.“I…okay.” She felt her own lips turn up in a shy, answering smile. “I’ll be good. This once.”“That’s my girl.”Kelley was silent. Those three words of Sonny’s had managed to render her utterly speechless.
— Lesley Livingston, Wondrous Strange
Do you think they have ice cream here?” Lanie asked.Kyle cocked his eyebrow, obviously surprised by her question. “I have no idea. Why do you ask?”“Because I like ice cream when I’m stressed,” she replied, thinking she wasn’t just stressed. She was burning up and needed something cold.“I don’t mean to cause you anxiety. Don’t worry. I’ll get you ice cream whether they have it here or not, if that’s what you want.”“Wow, Kyle, that’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me,” she replied with a smile.
— M.K. Schiller, The Do-Over
You think I don't know what you're doing? This is a typical guy stunt. Protect the helpless female, lead the bad guy away and send her scurrying for help." He put a hand on her cheek. "If he caught up to us and something happened to you… I don't know what I'd do." Her lips trembled, though she tried to look angry. "Macho garbage.
— Maggie Shayne, Colder than Ice
Jocko likes salty, Jocko likes sweet, but never bring Jocko any hot sauce, like with jalapenos, because it makes Jocko squirt funny-smelling stuff out his ears.
— Dean Koontz, Dead and Alive
HENDERSON, I LOVE YOUR NAME. I LOVE YOUR NOVEL. I LOVE YOUR FLANNEL SHIRTS, YOUR SMILE. I LOVE BENJAMIN FRANKLIN AND DINOSAURS AND VOLCANOES.
— Phoebe Stone, The Boy on Cinnamon Street
You must never leave me Sweetness. I will never leave you.
— Jen Wylie, Sweet Light
See, this is the thing.” He leans closer. “Me kissing you, you disappearing, that’s my nightmare.
— Cristin Harber, Only for Him
I’m memorizing what takes me away. What saves me.
— Cristin Harber, Only for Him
My lips part, wanting to tell him a story, wanting to kiss him more than I want to breathe
— Cristin Harber, Only for Him
I hugged Wes and inhaled the scent of his neck- a reassuringly familiar combination of coffee and leather and something sweet I always had trouble putting my finger on. What was it? Butter from his morning toast? A package of chocolates left over some hotel stay? Maybe a hint of the honey he liked to drizzle on apples. I smiled, allowing myself a moment to believe in the possibility of a shared life full of sweet things.
— Meg Donohue, How to Eat a Cupcake
Sweet is highly overrated." So is responsible, loyal, and every other adjective you'd find scrawled in my yearbook.
— Jeanne Ryan, Nerve
Tell me what you want" he [Warner] says desperately. "Tell me what to do," he says, "and I'll do it.
— Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me
Let her go!" That was a new voice, young but full of authority. ... There was Prince Maxon...."Open the doors.""But-Your Majesty-""Open the doors now and let her go. Now!
— Kiera Cass, The Selection
Would you like me to let you go home to your love today?" he asked. It was obvious that my preference for someone else bothered him, but instead of choosing to ve angry, he showed compassion.
— Kiera Cass, The Selection
Opening the freezer, Easy smiled. God bless the Rixeys’ ice-cream addiction. There were so many containers, it seemed entirely plausible that they’d robbed an ice-cream delivery truck. He sorted through the tubs until he found a container of chocolate. Bingo. Next, he grabbed the milk from the fridge. And then he opened a bunch of cabinets until he found a blender at the back of one of them. The layer of dust on its surfaces told of how long it had gone unused. He rinsed and wiped it off, then brought the detachable pitcher to the other counter, where the ice cream lay waiting. Shane’s expression was two seconds away from amused. “Not a word, McCallan.” He held up his hands and shook his head, but he couldn’t hold back the smile. Fucker. Scoop, scoop, scoop, milk. Lid on, Easy placed the container on the blender and hit mix. Two minutes later, he had something approximating a very thick milk shake. He spooned it into a glass, then gathered the bagel and soup. Next he built his sandwich, sneaking pieces of beef and cheese as he worked. “Damn, that looks good,” Shane said, pushing off the stool and grabbing a plate for himself. “Think I’ll make some food for me and Sara, too.” Easy suddenly felt less self-conscious with Shane making food for his woman, too. Whoa. He froze with a piece of rye bread in his hand. Jenna was not his woman. But maybe she could be. Slapping the bread on top of the lettuce, Easy’s thoughts spun—he came up with lots of reasons why it probably wasn’t a good idea, but that didn’t make him want it any less. Mid-sandwich-making, Shane spoke in low, even tones. “We don’t have to do that thing where I tell you to handle Jenna with care if you’re thinking of starting something with her, do we?” For. Fuck. Sake. Not that Easy was particularly surprised by the question. Hadn’t he been half expecting it? And, his brain noted with interest, it wasn’t a warning off. “Nope.” “I didn’t think so,” Shane said in that same casual, even tone. “I see how protective you are of her, Easy, and I’m glad for that. I know you’ll treat her right, so I’m not saying a thing about it, except handle with care.” Nodding, Easy concentrated on making the floor stand still under his feet. “I like her, Shane,” he finally said, echoing the conversation he and Shane had had a few nights ago about Shane’s growing feelings for Sara. And, well, hi, how ya doin’, Mr. Hypocrite, Easy had told Shane he had to come clean with the team. Despite the fact that Easy hadn’t done so himself. Still. “Yeah,” Shane said, clapping him on the back of the neck and squeezing. “I know.” Wow.From the thin cabinet next to the oven Easy retrieved a baking sheet to use as a tray. Improvisation he could do. He loaded it down with everything he thought they’d need, lifted it into his arms and then he was all about getting back to Jenna.
— Laura Kaye, Hard to Hold on To
Because something inside of my heart is ripping apart and it feels like fear, it tastes like panic and anxiety and desperation and I don't know how to understand th image in front of me. I don't want to see Warner like this. I don't want to think of him as anything other than a monster.This isn't right
— Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me
When I lived in New York and went to Chinatown, I learned that these flavors and their meanings were actually a foundation of ancient Chinese medicine.Salty translated to fear and the frantic energy that tries to compensate for or hide it.Sweet was the first flavor we recognized from our mother's milk, and to which we turned when we were worried and unsure or depressed.Sour usually meant anger and frustration.Bitter signified matters of the heart, from simply feeling unloved to the almost overwhelming loss of a great love. Most spices, along with coffee and chocolate, had some bitterness in their flavor profile. Even sugar, when it cooked too long, turned bitter. But to me, spice was for grief, because it lingered longest.
— Judith Fertig, The Cake Therapist
Why are you here, Wesley?”“I told you,” he said. “I got worried. You’ve been avoiding me for the past week at school, and when I called you today, you didn’t answer. I thought something might have happened with your dad. So I came to make sure you were okay.”I bit my lower lip, a wave of guilt washing over me. “That’s sweet,” I murmured. “But I’m fine. Dad apologized for the other night, and he’s going to AA meetings now, so…”“So you weren’t going to tell me?”“Why would I?”“Because I care!” Wesley yelled. His words crashed into me, stunning me for a second. “I’ve been worried about you since you left my house a week ago! You didn’t even say why you left, Bianca. What was I supposed to do? Just assume you would be all right?”“God,” I whispered. “I’m sorry. I didn’t-”“I’m worrying about you, and you’re fucking that pretentious little-!”“Hey!” I shouted. “Don’t bring Toby into this.
— Kody Keplinger, The DUFF: Designated Ugly Fat Friend
Remove yourself from temptation. Don't even look at something if you know you shouldn't have it.
— Lucy Diamond, Sweet Temptation
You stay on me like my godsdamned shadow, vampire."Mirceo's lips curved. "Eternally, demon.
— Kresley Cole, Shadow's Seduction
It made me feel as if I was taking back some control over my life when everything else had been shaken up so frighteningly.
— Lucy Diamond, Sweet Temptation
I figured I got the prettiest, sweetest, smartest wife ever to be," he said softly.
— Jan Holly, Marriage by Mail
A lifestyle of love makes reigning sweet and the best
— Sunday Adelaja
I have built, deep in my heart, a chapel filled with you.
— Marcel Proust
The magazine said to blend. Daisy blended for all she was worth, trying to spread that dark stuff around.
— Linda Howard, Open Season
She hated the way roses smelled, their sweetness too fragile. She wanted a garden of evergreens. A garden of stones. A garden of swords.
— Keirsten White
It’s like being offered lemonade after having something really sweet. The lemonade was wonderful before, but it just tastes sour after.
— Kellyn Roth, The Lady of the Vineyard
You know how you get rid of tears?” I asked. He shook his head. “You find somebody you love and you hug them.
— Temple West, Velvet
I’m selfish.Selfish enough to want it all.And I know if I don’t have you . . .. . . I don’t have anything.
— Katie Klein, Cross My Heart
So... Stop shaking my heart like this.
— Yamane Ayano
You're not nothing.
— Tui T. Sutherland, Prisoners
And he listened to me. That was the thing he did, as if he was trying to fill himself up with all the sound he could hear.
— Ray Bradbury, The Illustrated Man
If I'd spoken, even just one word, I would have never been able to hold back what I feel for you. You would have run.
— Melissa Haag, Hope(less)
You're the proverbial diamond in the rough", she'd said to him once, touching his nose lightly with the tip of her electrifying finger.
— Katherine Paterson
Dear Clutch, I hope I see you again. Here's my number if you want to call. Thanks for last night. Your human is nice. ~D
— John Inman, My Busboy
Rylan!" Melanie squeals, high-pitched enough to break glass. "I'm, like, so sorry I haven't talked to you all night. Being a hostess is hard work." She dramatically wipes imaginary sweat off her forehead. "Anyway, I finally have some free time. So why don't we go dance, hmm?"Gripping my waist a little too tightly for my taste, she tries to pull me back to the house. I stand strong., jerking Melanie back when I don't
— Colleen Boyd, Swamp Angel
I want to grow old with you,” he whispers. “I want to let you win at bingo, I want you to help me find my dentures, and I want to spend the evening watching the sunset with you every night from our two rocking chairs.” -Jackson 'Blame It on the Pain
— Ashley Jade, Blame It on the Pain
Dork," I chastised affectionately. But his cheesy exclamation was something I was okay with. I smiled up at him. His hazels danced with mischief. "Okay," I agreed. The mischief turned to triumph.Damn those magic eyes!
— Sarah Brocious, What Remains
A breath?" she asked. She didn't want to kiss just any wooden man. He looked nice enough, but he might not be like his looks. A kiss seemed very forward. He might remember it, and make assumptions.
— Garth Nix, Sabriel
I pictured a girl who made every moment, everything she touched, and everyone around her feel lighter and sweeter.
— Rainbow Rowell, Attachments
I have my moments,” he mused.“They’re few and far between,” Icountered, grinning
— L.A. Casey, Ryder
You’re sweet to humor me."He nearly choked on a fry. There was the sweet again. He should have killed someone this week; that would have taken care of that.
— Jill Shalvis, Head Over Heels
Are you saying that it hurts to look at me?' 'I'm saying you're the first sunlight I've glimpsed in a long time,' he said.
— Stephanie Archer, The Vampire Games
Congratulations to your mom and dad for birth of a sweet child!Sorry that I couldn't wish them when you were born.
— Hasil Paudyal
I want to reach over and grab her hand to comfort her. I want to say something reassuring to her. If this were yesterday, I’m sure I would have done that without a second thought. But it’s not yesterday. It’s today, and Charlie and I are complete strangers today.
— Colleen Hoover, Never Never
It was a smile that spelledtrouble. With a promise.
— Becca Fitzpatrick, Hush, Hush
[W]hen the pleasure is at the sweetest, death is the nearest (461)[.]
— Richard Baxter
The sweetest poison doth often bring the surest death (645).
— Richard Baxter, The Saints' Everlasting Rest
What exactly are you doing?” I asked when he did another lap around my little living room.Connor stopped, glanced my way, and shook his head. “I’m thinking about how long it would take me to say goodnight to you if we were really dating.” Yeah. Eye roll.“Okay, got it.” I shoved him toward the door. “Out you go.
— Bria Quinlan, The Catching Kind
Mike,” she said in her most seductive voice. “You know and I know that I want to get laid tonight. It’s been too long since I’ve been with a man. I’m interested in one room in this apartment and one room only.
— Rosetta Bloom, Romance: Trysts No. 2 Nikki & Mike
and the look they exchanged could have melted miles of northern ice.
— Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows
Some people come into your life as blessings, and others come in your life as lessons. You are both to me.
— Christy Pastore, Unscripted
He was nobody, but a sweet liar!
— Qandeel khokher
What if I’ll always be the person on the outside? The person who doesn’t belong.”“You belong, Echo,” he says against my temple. “Right here with me.
— Katie McGarry, Breaking the Rules
My fourteen-year-old sister Lara is a brat. Unfortunately, no one sees it but me. To everyone else, she’s adorable. She’s tiny and blonde and sweet and as helpless as a kitten. Chloe reminded me of Lara, at first. The difference, as I discovered, is that Chloe really is as sweet as she seems and she isn’t as helpless as she looks.
— Kelley Armstrong, Disenchanted
So..." Her shoulders lifted and dropped. "What? You're going to let that walking cane snuff out the eternally grinning smart-ass that loves inside you?
— Candis Terry, Truly Sweet
She blew out a sigh. "Guess there's not denying I've always had a crazy thing for him."Crazy as in he's so gorgeous you want to jump his bones? Or crazy as in you could see yourself spending the rest of your life with him?
— Candis Terry, Truly Sweet
She'd be the perfect choice."Jake snapped his head around to find Charli no smiling. "Who?""Annie.""Are you kidding me?" Jake barked out a laugh. "We'd tear each other's throat out.""Or each other's clothes off. Which sounds like a much better solution to me.
— Candis Terry, Truly Sweet
Can I be honest with you?" he asked."Aren't you always? And brutally so?""I never realized you were a woman."She choked on a laugh of surprise. "Excuse me?""Inside my head..." he pointed, just in case she didn't know what a head looked like. "Inside my memories? You were always a little girl, like Izzy. Just a girl, skipping around, getting into trouble, and mouthing off. I never noticed you'd turned into a woman."Though the comprehension of the way he viewed her stung like the burn on her hand, she gave his broad chest beneath that worn-out gray Marines T-shirt an understanding pat with her unburned hand. "I know. It happens to the best of us female types."His big hand came up and captured hers against his chest."Annie?""yeah?"His gaze slowly traveled over her face, down to her lips, then back to her eyes. "I'm noticing now.
— Candis Terry, Truly Sweet
I swear." His hand came up in the three-finger Boy Scout pledge.Annie couldn't help by laugh. "You may be many things, Jake. But an innocent Boy Scout isn't one of them.
— Candis Terry, Truly Sweet
Haven't you heard? Opposites attract.""yeah, but you're talking about fire and gasoline. With him and you, it's more like pablum and sass.""Which do I get to be?""Darlin', you are all sass, all the time.
— Candis Terry, Truly Sweet
Watching Annie walk was better than a bowl of your favorite ice cream on a scorching-hot summer day."Are you staring at my ass, Wilder?""Yup."She chuckled. "Okay, but I get my turn on the way back.
— Candis Terry, Truly Sweet
My heart quickened when I caught a flash of red entering the lunchroom. At the corner door farthest from me, Echo paused and performed a quick scan. She held her books tight to her chest, sleeves clutched in her hands. Our eyes met. Her green eyes melted and she gave me that beautiful siren smile
— Katie McGarry, Pushing the Limits
Well, it’s too late. I’m already attached. And you won’t know if it will last unless you really, really try, right?”“What is that supposed to mean?”“Well, Charlie said I could live with them. And you too. She really likes you. She said she’s never had a mother, and she asked me if I would mind sharing mine. I told her I wouldn’t if she didn’t mind sharing her father.
— Lacey Silks, Perfectly Seduced
ALL SAY I AM SWEET,SINCE I NEVER CHEAT,I DO THINGS NEAT,WHETHER IT IS TO EAT,FOR WELL-WISHERS I HAVE A TREAT,TODAY I STAND ON MY FEET.
— merlin8thomas
His dear face, dear to her, dearer still. how could she love his face more for its damage? What kind of person saw someone's suffering and felt her heart crack open even wider, even more sweetly than before? There was something wrong with her. It was wrong to want to touch a scar and call it beautiful.
— Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Crime
Moomah," Travis mumbled and Joker looked to the kid to see his eyes on the magazine, his fingers twiddling his lip."Yeah, son, that's your momma."Travis looked to him. "Moomah.""Yeah, boy."Travis took his fingers from his lip and curled them around Joker's. "Joejoekah.""Yeah," Joker whispered. "I'm your Joker."The boy wobbled a second then dropped forward and landed a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss on his hand and Joker's mouth.He wobbled back."Love you too, kid," Joker whispered.Travis giggled.
— Kristen Ashley, Ride Steady
It's the person that calls you up because they're eating at ‘our favorite spot,’ and it made them think of you and miss being there with you. That's a friend, to me.
— Crystal Woods, Write like no one is reading 2
Oh no, Raphael, please don't leave me," Magnus said in a monotone. "Where would I be without the light of your sweet smile? If you go, I will throw myself upon the ground and weep." "Will you?" asked Raphael, raising one thin eyebrow. "Because if you do, I will stay and watch the show.
— Cassandra Clare, Saving Raphael Santiago
Don't you believe I love you? Don't know how I can make you believe. I didn't want to kiss you goodbye--that was the trouble--I wanted to kiss you goodnight. […] Of course I love you. I love you all the time. […] I'd like to hold you and kiss you so that you wouldn't doubt whether I wanted to or not.
— Ernest Hemingway
Not that time alone with Ingrid was something to wish away. She'd chosen him. Given herself to him, and even though he couldn't claim her in the human way, she was still his. Passing the day and night in the quiet town home was giving him a taste of his fantasy, sweet as meringue and just as easily dissolved.
— Page Morgan, The Wondrous and the Wicked
Even if they walked away, even if they ran to the other side of the world, even if I thought that I didn’t have a chance in hell, I still want to know that I did everything I could to make it happen.
— Gemma Burgess, A Girl Like You
You'll be back! If you're not, then I'll come and find you. Now, do as I say and go have some fun. I want those eyes to have light in them next time I see you." He turned me around, smacked my arse and sent me on my way.
— Lesley  Jones, The Story of Us
He was still experimenting with kissing girls even though he said he'd rather be kissing boys. That's exactly what he said. I didn't know exactly what to think about that, but Dante was going to be Dante and if I was going to be his friend, I would just have to learn to be okay with it.
— Benjamin Alire Sáenz
Your flavor in my mind swings back and forth between sweeter than any wine and as bitter as mustard greens.
— Aaron Weiss
If you seek someone to love, you wait until that special someone comes along to stay with you,be there for you ,and most importantly to love you as you. Cause if you try to hard you will waste a life that could have been extravagant, and happy.Don't act all the time, wait and you will see a clear path ahead for quite some while.
— Jamie  Holzheimer
Any time I get to spend with you alone, away from school and the pressures of classes and stuff I’ve gotta do, is you spoiling me. Seriously, Mikey. All I need is you.
— Melyssa Winchester, The Space In Between
If someone loves sweet things and constantly eats angel´s hair tartlets should this be diagnosed as having some sort of heavenly trichotillomania?
— Ana Claudia Antunes
He is the complete opposite of her, or maybe just a completion of her.
— Anna Banks, Of Triton
Roan rested his forehead against his and put a hand on his chest. Sweet man, one he didn’tdeserve. “I’m sorry.”“For what?”“The insanity that is my life. Me.”“Hey, I signed up for this ride. I knew from past experience that sexy men were always trouble,and it wasn’t like your reputation didn’t precede you. I have no one to blame but myself.”“You think I’m sexy?”“Don’t fish for compliments.
— Andrea Speed, Infected: Lesser Evils
You're not my first. You don't deserve that category. Being first means others will come after you-that we will eventually end. And we don't. You're my last, because you never left.
— B. Stevens
Let's make beautiful music together, Emery Carmichael.
— Melyssa Winchester, The Space In Between
Wait, I need to know who you are," I replied, desperately needing to know him."Someone you can trust," he said ominously.I frowned at that, but he just sighed. He brushed my fallen brown hair softly away from my face and gently tucked it behind my ear, then left a tender kiss on my forehead and broke away from me before I could protest.
— Andrea Heltsley, Dreamwalker
You're the brightest thing in the room," he said. He lifted his hand from my waist, and slowly, carefully brushed a stray lock of hair from my cheek. "You shine.
— Morgan Matson, Since You've Been Gone
If I were to live a thousand years, Iwould belong to you for all of them. If we were to live a thousand lives, I would want to make you mine in each one.
— Michelle Hodkin, The Evolution of Mara Dyer
He rolled his eyes. "I will never not be worried about you! That's close to impossible." He ran a hand over his face in frustration. "I wish for one moment you could feel what its like to be a Protector. I can't think of anything else, Raina, not even myself. It's what I am...it's all I am at the moment." ~Thanatos
— Sarah Brocious, Nolan's Evolution
You don't like birthdays, Aelan?" The silver eyes ran over her gently. "Because I can help you love birthdays...trust me." ~Nolan
— Sarah Brocious, Nolan's Evolution
Finally, Slade had the thing he’d never thought he would have. The thing he’d never even thought he wanted. He had the same thing his best friend had with his sister: he had the love of a woman. Not just any woman, but the woman he loved with all that he was
— Sidney Halston, Full Contact
You've got a deep core of sweetness that's quite incorruptible.
— Patricia Wilson, A Certain Affection
All that matters is me and this sweet boy who thinks I’m beautiful.
— Stacey Trombley, Naked
I’m thankful that everything sweet is sweet because it is finite.
— Anthony Doerr, Four Seasons in Rome: On Twins, Insomnia, and the Biggest Funeral in the History of the World
His attention. Sweet and intense at the same time. Like a barley sugar I could untwist from its plastic and hold in my mouth. A flood of secret pleasure.
— Alexis  Hall, Waiting for the Flood
Because I don’t want to give you any reason to be mad at me. I don’t want to give you a reason to hate me because, as much as I might have have begged you to do that, you’re the single most important thing in the world to me, Charlie Chase. You’ve become my world. And how do I live in a world where you don’t exist?
— Nicole  Williams, Hard Knox
I don't need their understanding, but my daughter will--and I hope the minds of her peers are wide open with vibrant hues of passion. i hope they paint the world with color.
— Krista and Becca Ritchie
Hawke continued to walk beside his lieutenant— a man who, as a result of his incredible feats during the battle in San Francisco, now had a fan club. Complete with “I (heart) Judd” and “Judd Is My Boyfriend” memorabilia. In the normal course of events, civilians wouldn’t have gotten anywhere near the former Arrow, but it had been impossible to evacuate the entire city prior to the Pure Psy attack.
— Nalini Singh, Tangle of Need
Be beautiful for yourself, Janie. And only if you want to. If a man is worthy of you, he’ll see more beauty in who you are than in what you look like.
— Penny Reid, Neanderthal Marries Human
I don't care about anything. But I care about you.
— Stephanie Perkins, Isla and the Happily Ever After
Hell, yes. I love you; that’s not going to change. I want this, I want you, and I think . . . Oh hell, here comes the Dawson’s Creek.” He grimaced and I chuckled in spite of the moment.His gaze grew wistful, and he looked so young. “I don’t want to put things off, even though we haven’t been together a really long time. I don’t want to wait—you never know what can . . . Look. I adore you, and I want a home. Again. With you.
— Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed
How can something as simple as a look make me feel so much?
— Jolene Perry, Stronger Than You Know
I reached for his other hand, which he quickly accepted and I pulled him up into a hug. I didn't know what the other kids in the room were thinking or saying or doing. And I didn't care. I had Jamie in my arms, and that was all the mattered.
— Madison  Parker, Sock it to Me, Santa!
Shane was sitting on the curb next to the old, cracked gas pumps, eating a candy bar. Claire plopped down next to him. “Half?” she asked.“And now I know you’re my girlfriend, since you’re not afraid to demand community property,” he said, and pulled off the uneaten half to hand it over.
— Rachel Caine, Kiss of Death
O God, who art Peace everlasting, whose chosen reward is the gift of peace, and who hast taught us that the peacemakers are Thy children, pour Thy sweet peace into our souls, that everything discordant may utterly vanish, and all that makes for peace be sweet to us forever. Amen.
— Gelasian Sacramentary A.D. 492
There are two ways to taste things in life: the sweet way and the bitter way.
— Rawi Hage, Carnival
Being this close to him was like sitting under a hotness heat lamp. In the desert. At high noon.
— Avery Flynn, Enemies on Tap
Just don't be surprised if while you are looking to the heavens, I am looking to you. You, my dear Mrs. Hastings,are all the beauty, guidance, and light I will ever need.
— Erin Knightley, More Than a Stranger
I don't know about you, but I just can't rule out finding the love of my life simply because he's twenty four years older than me. I'm only sorry you had to wait so long for me to reach the right age to come looking for you.
— Dawn Sister, See You Smile
Love shouldn't be too sweet, coz extra sweetness remove lighter's taste'' -Samar Sudha.
— Samar Sudha
And Sky?” he asked, his voice soft. “Yes?”“Maybe you don’t need me, but I need you.
— Komal Kant, Beneath Him
A wrong was just righted. Take care of my best friend.
— Kasie West, Split Second
When have I ever given him the impression that I was okay with him just stopping by whenever he wanted to use my body as an organic garbage disposal?
— Nash Summers, Carte Blanche
Nim handed me a mug of tea. I took a sip and it was just how I like it, strong and sweet. If you added psychotic and emotionally unavailable to that, it would also cover my taste in women.
— Alexis  Hall, Shadows & Dreams
I want to fall asleep next to you every night even when you’re cranky. I want to wake up next to you every morning even when I’m grumpy. I love the fact that when you snore it sounds a little like your wolf. I love that your mind is just as scheming as mine. I love the tiny smile you show only me after we’ve made love. I love the compassion you show to your subjects when other Rulers wouldn’t, but at the same time your intelligence and determination when you know you can’t. I love how loyal you are to those you love. And when it’s time to have children, you’re the one I want to have them with.
— Scarlett Dawn, King Cave
I fell for her in summer, my lovely summer girlFrom summer she is made my lovely summer girlI'd love to spend a winter with my lovely summer girlBut I'm never warm enough for my lovely summer girlIt's summer when she smiles, I'm laughing like a childIt's the summer of our lives; we'll contain it for a whileShe holds the heat, the breeze of summer in the circle of her handI'd be happy with this summer if it's all we ever had.
— Maggie Stiefvater
You're my rain, Eric. You've been keeping me safe before I even knew you.
— Melyssa Winchester, Take Me with You
Apparently, I'm a sucker for a man with belt buckles the size of Texas.
— Rachel  Harris, Accidentally Married on Purpose
He glared down at her. “Yes. But you must not cry. I won’t get you any dresses if you cry.”“I don’t normally cry.”“You will never do it.”“Well, I’m afraid I may sometimes,” she said apologetically. “Women need to cry.”Lines formed between his brows. “How many times in a year?”“Maybe five or six,” she said, thinking about it. “But really, it’s usually a very small cry and not in front of anyoneAt that, his scowl grew even darker. “I will permit you to cry four times a year. And you will do it when I am here.
— Nalini Singh, Lord of the Abyss