Details: The Dying Gladiator, 1799, By Pierre Julien.

“I know you’re scared of me, and I know it’s my fault… I did horrible things to you all on my own. I hate that I never did anything to get you to love me. You’ll never love me.

You make me shake. My hands shook with you today and I don’t understand what it is or why it’s happening. I just feel it. I never want you to walk too far away from me.

You scare me. I scare you. Don’t let me hurt you anymore.”

Credence by Penelope Douglas

“Then I kiss her.

I kiss her like I need her soul tangled with mine.

She kisses back like it’s happened already for years.”

Addicted After All by Krista and Becca Ritchie

“I want to defile the prestigious Plaza Hotel by having you ride me like a slutty mermaid in the bathtub.”

Tangled series by Emma Chase

Wow

I was just reading Monsters in the Dark series... the second one to be exact... and it’s just WOW.

Most beautiful violent and amazing story.

I was hot and bothered. I was horrified. I was confused. I was heartwarming. And I was crying my eyes out.

I can’t even think straight right now.

There’s something between us - a sort of pull. Something you always do to me and I to you.

-F. Scott Fitzgerald

Our chests heaved as we collapsed under the polar moon after our run, the cabin only feet away, the books we’d stolen at my side. For a while, we stared up at the stars inside the deep Norse Woods, the place where all the wild things were. I turned my head to Fallon, watching her chest rise and fall, her stomach dip, her lashes flutter, her mouth part.

“Do you think they know we’re looking at them?” she asked, keeping her gaze in the sky. “You know, the stars?”

My gaze flicked up at the same sky, then back down to her. Her mind held a universe of questions, most of which she already had the answers to.

“I think the stars are probably asking themselves the same question,” I told her, tapping my fingers along her wrist, feeling her pulse kick.

“What do you mean?”

“You believe you’re gazing at the stars, when, in all reality, the entire galaxy is gazing at you.” I squeezed her hand, unsure of why I couldn’t just say I loved her. Why I couldn’t tell her something so real and true. I’d never been good at anything, but I’d always been good with her in my own, strange way.

Hollow Heathens by Nicole Fiorina

“You can open your eyes.” Watching her thick eyelashes blink open, I notice absently that she’s wearing less makeup than the first time we met. Less of that black liner under her eyes. When did she make the change? I probably should have—would have commented on it if I wasn’t too focused on the blue eyes themselves to notice how they’re made up. I like her either way…but God, I love her like this. Sucking in a breath over the haphazard Christmas lights, pleasure and nostalgia and joy washing across her features. Damn. I’ve done something right in my life if I get to watch this happen up close.”

Window Shopping by Tessa Bailey

“He reached out to smooth his fingers gently across her wrist, as if he was trying to apologize to her skin. (Not that her skin would have accepted his apology.)”

Gabriel's Inferno by Sylvain Reynard

THIS SCENE!

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