One thing was certain: he was my one. Most people go on their whole lives and never find their one, but I found mine. I found him when I was twelve-years-old.
Jennifer EdlundMots clés love love-story fiction-novel friendship-and-love young-lovers
Payton “Sin” Sinclair was an unapologetic people-watcher. As a sports consultant, working with some of the biggest and most recognizable athletes in sports and business, he had to be able to read the smallest nuances of others. That ability was just one of the unique attributes that set him apart from the competition and made him the go-to person when corporations wanted to align themselves with the top professional athletes in the country.
Francis RayMots clés illness romance-novels family-saga african-american-romance friendship-and-love new-release
Bittersweet? No, just bitter, the taste of your tongue.
Words you can’t have back, so they linger.
Mots clés words friendship love gossip betrayal breaking-up bitter love-story friendship-and-love
I hope it's the kind of second side that he can listen to whenever he drives alone and feel like he belongs to something whenever he's sad. I hope it can be that for him.
Stephen ChboskyMots clés friendship-and-love
I wanted..." I said.
"I know," he said. "I know. Apparently the world is not a wish-granting factory." That made me smile a little.
Mots clés friendship-and-love
I'm not going to run if you were not running along with me, and I'm not going to walk if you were not walk beside me.
chawilMots clés relationships friendship-and-love
Jesus, I thought Zuckerman was cheating in you, Chief.
Gabrielle ZevinMots clés friendship-and-love
The women in the room chatted about love, about childhood, about losing parents, about Mr. Spock, about good books they'd read.
They mothered each other.
Mots clés mothering friendship-and-love
How could you carry the inside of a person with you and not call them a friend, no matter what the rules said?
Barbara SamuelMots clés friendship friends friendship-and-love
Max.
God, but she was stubborn. And tough. And closed in. Closed off. Except when
she was holding Angel, or ruffling the Gasman’s hair, or pushing something
closer to Iggy’s hand so he could find it easily without knowing anyone had
helped him. Or when she was trying to untangle Nudge’s mane of hair.
Or-sometimes-when she was looking at Fang.
He shifted on the hard ground, a half-dozen flashes of memory cycling
through his brain. Max looking at him and laughing. Max leaping off a cliff,
snapping out her wings, flying off, so incredibly powerful and graceful that
it took his breath away.
Max punching someone’s lights out, her face like stone.
Max kissing that weiner Sam on Anne’s front porch.
Gritting his teeth, Fang rolled onto his side.
Max kissing him on the beach, after Ari had kicked Fang’s butt.
Just now, her mouth soft under his.
He wished she were here, if not next to him, then somewhere in the cave, so
he could hear her breathing.
It was going to be hard to sleep without that tonight.
Mots clés love jealousy breath need fang missing remembering max friendship-and-love wings-and-flying otp needing otpotptoptop-i-just-can-t
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