Sapphic Romance Quotes

“My queerness wasn’t the problem. Their fear was.”
― Brandon Cloud, Small Town Gayby: A Fictional Memoir of Conversion, Cancer, and Coming Out Loud

“Every apology I never received became part of my spine.”
― Brandon Cloud, Small Town Gayby: A Fictional Memoir of Conversion, Cancer, and Coming Out Loud

“You don’t forget the ones who die on your watch. You carry them in your scrubs.”
― Brandon Cloud, Sunset on Cloud Nine

“Love, like spice, was best added slowly—too much too fast ruined the dish.”
― Brandon Cloud, Sute & Solitude

“Their version of patriotism never included people like me.”
― Brandon Cloud, Don't Ask, Don't Die.

“Closets don’t just hide people. They train them.”
― Brandon Cloud, The Closet Strategist

“I used to count calories. Now I count triggers.”
― Brandon Cloud, Small Town Gayby: Where The Scar Remains

“Some call it burnout. I called it drowning with a smile.”
― Brandon Cloud, Sunset on Cloud Nine

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― Brandon Cloud, A Queer Kind of Hallelujah

“Faith didn’t fail me. People using it did.”
― Brandon Cloud, A Queer Kind of Hallelujah

“I stopped praying for healing and started building it.”
― Brandon Cloud, A Queer Kind of Hallelujah

“They exorcised my sparkle. I glittered anyway.”
― Brandon Cloud, A Queer Kind of Hallelujah

“Conversion therapy didn’t cure me. It confirmed me.”
― Brandon Cloud, Small Town Gayby: A Fictional Memoir of Conversion, Cancer, and Coming Out Loud

“I passed as straight until I passed out.”
― Brandon Cloud, Small Town Gayby: A Fictional Memoir of Conversion, Cancer, and Coming Out Loud

“In her kitchen, I found my cravings weren’t culinary.”
― Brandon Cloud, Flour & Fury: A Sweet Rivalry

“I found more grace in drag queens than deacons.”
― Brandon Cloud, A Queer Kind of Hallelujah

“Tears weren’t weakness—they were proof I tried.”
― Brandon Cloud, Beneath the Veil of Tears

“Coming out felt like a hostile takeover.”
― Brandon Cloud, The Closet Strategist

“Take your pick: privilege, nepotism and strategic real estate choices.”
― Aya Canicosa, Of Chasing Raindrops

“Ferocity gathers in Adria’s voice. “I want to see the sun,” she insists.
Her speech is nearly a roar, her wings and horns a jagged, threatening sprawl, but her eyes are soft. Pleading. A girl born to a sunless world. A girl resigned to dying in it.”
― Laura Genn, Between Sun and Shadow

“Her skin is moon-luster white, but with undercurrents of blue, like an entire network of split, broken veins. It stretches like old parchment over the amalgam of enlarged muscles that she presumably calls arms or legs; the bulk is such that I can’t tell if she has only arms and no legs, or vice versa. If she wanted to, she could easily pursue an enemy on all fours, or else wield a freezeshot weapon in every one of her clawed hands. Or feet. My brain spins from trying to process. Wings, too, arch powerfully from her shoulder blades, their span broader than my height. They look like aged leather. I have the strangest urge to, if I were closer, run my fingers across the membrane, see if it feels as strong and solid as it looks.
“Better?” the monster says, sardonic.
She draws her arm back, the ball of false flame now illuminating her face. My breath catches in my throat. She looms above me, even as I rise up on my toes, her height terminating at perhaps eight feet. That arch of jawline could’ve been carved from glass, and likewise the curves of her cheeks, the solid line of her brow—her face is more bones than skin, a skeleton animated, a corpse confused at its own continued breath.”
― Laura Genn, Between Sun and Shadow

“I’ve seen what I am now if I dare to lose control. I have a civil war to quell, a kingdom to uplift, a ransom to earn.
And by the Beyond, damn it all, I want to know what her face looks like under the mask.”
― Laura Genn, Between Sun and Shadow

“Is it truly so terrifying that someone could want you as you are, that you would make every attempt to become someone else entirely?”
― Laura Genn, Between Sun and Shadow

“I wish it were just us. I wish there were another universe, a far-off galaxy, even just one planet where we could be together, hidden away from political conflicts and rising wars. I want to fall asleep and wake up in our own little pocket of private time, orbiting each other, spinning on the selfsame axis, our days and nights in sync until we have no more left to give.”
― Laura Genn, Between Sun and Shadow

“Kesha's presence struck me instantly, tall and regal, her mocha skin seeming to glow with intricately coiled dreadlocks. She carried herself like royalty, and in that moment, I knew I'd never seen anyone more captivating. A fierce desire took root in me, undeniable and raw. I wanted her badly”
― Janet Ryan, Between The Lesbian Sheets: An Interracial Love Story

“Sixty, single, and discovering lesbian desire—her life was just the prologue to the lesbian ménage à trois she desperately needed.”
― Janet Ryan, The Sapphic Sip Society

“Another wonderful release from Alicia Gael. Light on the spice but with a dash of suspense, all mixed in with painful memories, crazy exes and a wonderful cast of side characters who help bring the story to life.”
― Fiona Sawyer

“I want," she whispered, her voice unnervingly low, almost
hollow. A chill snaked down my spine, the same sensation that
haunted my dreams. Dreams where shadows murmured secrets in
voices I didn't recognize, always just before I woke gasping in the
dark.
The room shifted, almost imperceptibly, as though the air itself
was holding its breath.”
― Natalie G. Bergman, Pearl Bound: Born with power. Bound by terror. Freed by truth.

“A chilling, addictive read with a powerful protagonist. — Kirkus Reviews”
― Kirkus Book Review for Pearl Bound

“I was dead, before. Now she has touched the life of me, the quick of me; she has put back my flesh and opened me up. Everything is changed.”
― Sarah Waters, Fingersmith