Michele A.

“We done with this talk about everything?”
“Yes,” I answered.
“You good?” he asked.
Oh yes. I was good. I nodded but added another soft, “Yes.”
His hands slid down over my ass and he ordered, “Then hop up baby, Time to f**k.”
― Kristen Ashley, Motorcycle Man

“So online, I’m Bookworm Babe, or BB for short. Despite what my sister says about romance novels (she views them with a high level of disdain), I’ve always loved them. There’s simply nothing that beats getting lost in another version of reality. The heady rush of passion when two would-be lovers meet, the swirl of emotions in a fledgling relationship—I’m addicted to that shit. I lose sleep over”
― Claire Kingsley, Book Boyfriend

“Everything that terrifies you
these monsters
that keeps you up at night
that torment you
that make you feel small
breakable
unable to breathe
like you should not
exist at all,
you defeat them everyday
just by being alive,
this on its own
proves that you are
enough,
and you already have
everything you need
to survive.”
― Nikita Gill, Wild Embers: Poems of Rebellion, Fire and Beauty

“Mal!"
"What?"
"Close the door down there and lock it," David yelled. "Don't you come up here under any circumstances. Not till I tell you it's okay. Understood?"
There was a pause then Mal yelled back. "What if there's a fire?"
"Burn.”
― Kylie Scott, Lick