What'd you want to talk about?""Just to commend you on your revenge last night. It must have been fiendish. Of course, I can only imagine since there wasn't a mark on Chase this morning, only residual bliss.""He heals fast! I whaled on his face. Must've been thirty hits."Natalya's lips quirked. "You're glowing like a Lite-Brite.""Shut it, fairy.
     ― Kresley Cole,
  
    
      Dreams of a Dark Warrior

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What'd you want to talk about?""Just to commend you on your revenge last night. It must have been...
Finally the vampire released him with another groan, sitting back on his haunches. "Your blood is steeped in power." Running his tongue over a fang, he said, "Among other things. I believe I might be high. But I like it.
     ― Kresley Cole,
  
    
      Dreams of a Dark Warrior

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Finally the vampire released him with another groan, sitting back on his haunches. "Your blood is steeped in...
Kalau kamu percaya takdir, aminkan dalam hati, kita bertemu lagi suatu hari nanti
     ― Robin Wijaya,
  
    
      Menunggu

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Kalau kamu percaya takdir, aminkan dalam hati, kita bertemu lagi suatu hari nanti ―...
She wasn't, nor ever had been, under the illusion that marriage was a relationship characterized by endless bliss and romance. Throw any two people together, add the inevitable ups and downs, give the mixture a vigorous stir, and a few stormy arguments were inevitable, no matter how the couple loved each other.
     ― Nicholas Sparks,
  
    
      The Best of Me

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She wasn't, nor ever had been, under the illusion that marriage was a relationship characterized by endless bliss...
Now," said Brandons low, cold voice. "Lets not be rude eve.
     ― Rachel Caine,
  
    
      Glass Houses

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Now," said Brandons low, cold voice. "Lets not be rude eve. ― Rachel Caine, ...
Dempseys are never in trouble. We just have stretches of life that are more interesting than others.
     ― Jennifer Crusie,
  
    
      Faking It

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Dempseys are never in trouble. We just have stretches of life that are more interesting than others. ...
Something that’s bothered me for a while now is the current profligacy in YA culture of Team Boy 1 vs Team Boy 2 fangirling. [...] Despite the fact that I have no objection to shipping, this particular species of team-choosing troubled me, though I had difficulty understanding why. Then I saw it applied to Suzanne Collins’s The Hunger Games trilogy – Team Peeta vs Team Gale – and all of a sudden it hit me that anyone who thought romance and love-triangles were the main event in that series had utterly missed the point. Sure, those elements are present in the story, but they aren’t anywhere near being the bones of it, because The Hunger Games, more than anything else, is about war, survival, politics, propaganda and power. Seeing such a strong, raw narrative reduced to a single vapid argument – which boy is cuter? – made me physically angry.So, look. People read different books for different reasons. The thing I love about a story are not necessarily the things you love, and vice versa. But riddle me this: are the readers of these series really so excited, so thrilled by the prospect of choosing! between! two! different! boys! that they have to boil entire narratives down to a binary equation based on male physical perfection and, if we’re very lucky, chivalrous behaviour? While feminism most certainly champions the right of women to chose their own partners, it also supports them to choose things besides men, or to postpone the question of partnership in favour of other pursuits – knowledge, for instance. Adventure. Careers. Wild dancing. Fun. Friendship. Travel. Glorious mayhem. And while, as a woman now happily entering her fourth year of marriage, I’d be the last person on Earth to suggest that male companionship is inimical to any of those things, what’s starting to bother me is the comparative dearth of YA stories which aren’t, in some way, shape or form, focussed on Girls Getting Boyfriends, and particularly Hot Immortal Or Magical Boyfriends Whom They Will Love For All Eternity.Blog post: Love Team Freezer
     ― Foz Meadows

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Something that’s bothered me for a while now is the current profligacy in YA culture of Team Boy...
Did you meet your soul mate? That always happens on the first day of school, right?''Oh God, Charlie, she's letting you read again! You went straight to the paranormal section, didn't you?
     ― Francesca Zappia,
  
    
      Made You Up

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Did you meet your soul mate? That always happens on the first day of school, right?''Oh God, Charlie,...
...learn this lesson, that to be self-contented is to be vile and ignorant, and that to aspire is better than to be blindly and impotently happy..
     ― Edwin A. Abbott,
  
    
      Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions

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...learn this lesson, that to be self-contented is to be vile and ignorant, and that to aspire is...
I wanted to pull away, remind him that I was a big girl, a highly trained operative, a spy - that I'd been training for this mission my entire life, and I wasn't going to be left on the sidelines. But in the dim space with Zach pressed tightly against me, only one thought came to mind. I kissed him - longer and deeper than I ever had before. The school was not watching us this time. There was nothing playful in the tone. We were just two people kissing as if for the first time, as if it might be the last. And then I broke away. "So," I asked, as if I got kissed like that all the time (which, believe me, I don't), "where is it you're taking me again?" "The tombs.
     ― Ally Carter

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I wanted to pull away, remind him that I was a big girl, a highly trained operative, a...