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“Is that . . . is that a fucking pigeon?”
― Colleen Hoover, Reminders of Him

“You’re my magnum opus, Amara,” he told her, pressing his forehead against hers, a move that always brought the turmoil in him to a standstill. “And I am your humble servant.”
“No,” she whispered, her words falling against his lips. “You are my emperor.”
― RuNyx, The Emperor

“He turned away, chest heaving. “I’m sorry.” His Adam’s apple moved. “I forget to look at other things, when you’re around.” “I’m sure I do the same.” I feel it, too.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Not in Love

“I don't hate you, Narcissus. No matter how hard I try, I can't. You're the fire to my smoke. You keep me going. You keep the flames blazing. And for that, I can never hate you.”
― Clara Elroy, Kiss of War