He Puts His Hand Between Us On The Couch, Palm Up, And Then Looks Back At The TV.

“I can tell when you’re aroused, like now. I can see it in your eyes. I can feel it on your skin. I can—sense it. ”

The sensations are the details

that make up the story of our lives.

- Oscar Wilde

“Beatrice. ” He clasped her wrist, pulling her toward him. He shifted slightly on the bed to accommodate her, enveloping her in his arms as she rested her head on his naked chest. “I thought you’d forgotten me. ”

“Never,” she choked out as the tears began to flow uncontrollably. “I thought of you every day. ”

Meanwhile, Mr. Emerson had been adjusting himself under the table because the sight of Miss Mitchell tasting wine was the most erotic thing he’d ever witnessed. She was not merely attractive; she was beautiful, like an angel or a muse. And she wasn’t merely beautiful; she was sensual and hypnotic, but also innocent. Her pretty eyes reflected a depth of feeling and radiant purity that he had never noticed before.

𝑮𝒂𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍 ‘𝒔 𝑰𝒏𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒐

Do not fall in love with the moon, they said. 

I fell in love anyway, and they would all laugh. They could not see her beauty. No one would believe me if I said the moon breathed life into me, that it was here, inside her, where I found myself again. They wouldn’t be able to understand. And no one could ever love her as deeply as I did. No one else was made for it, and those who were like me weren’t brave enough. No ordinary being was created to fall in love with the moon, only that of the aberrant. The strange. They said you couldn’t know the moon, touch it, kiss it, make love to it. You could only watch from the dark trenches of the earth, admire it from afar.

Yet, still, I fell in love with the moon. And she, too, fell in love with me.

Hollow Heathens by Nicole Fiorina

Tears of Tess by Pepper Winters

“From afar, Alex Winslow looked like nothing could penetrate his armor. But he was an artist—and an artist’s armor is full of bullets and cracks. That’s how the lyrics and notes seep through.”

Midnight Blue by L.J. Shen

Falling down, through the darkness.

She doesn’t scream, or cry for help,

lost her mind a long time ago.

She prefers falling down.”

—Oliver Masters

Stay With Me by Nicole Fiorina

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I WANT you to breathe me in Let me be your air Let me roam your body freely No inhibition, no fear

Jeez! THIS BOOK makes me cry nonstop.

I think that Violet is one of my favorite female characters now.

Dreams of 18 by Saffron A. Kent

“You’re the girl who keeps me awake at night. The girl who makes me look out the window and count the stars in the sky. I not only count them. I look for patterns. I look for shapes that match the freckles on your nose and under your eyes. ”

My Darling Arrow by Saffron A. Kent