Bookworms Devouring Words

“My chest squeezes at this tenderness. It's as if he can't stand the thought of causing me more pain. I'm a splintered piece of glass he doesn't want to damage further. Those powerful hands don't cause pain; they still have the ability to soothe. A strange sensation fills my chest and wraps my heart until the jagged little pieces fall back into place. "Please tell me it looks worse than it feels.”
― Olivia Luck, Behind Her Smile

“What are you doing?" He massaged my feet with his fingers. "I have big hands. Your tiny little fingers will accomplish nothing. His ministrations were strong but not painful. I wanted to argue but I couldn't. It felt so good. I sank into the cushion and released a loud sigh. "Oh my god..." It came out as a moan rather than a painful groan. He chuckled "I'm good at everything.”
― E.L. Todd, Into the Fire

“Sometimes you have to choose between a bunch of wrong choices and no right ones. You just have to choose which wrong choices feels the least wrong.”
― Colleen Hoover, Hopeless

“She's right here beside me, but I can feel her slipping away. I'm losing her, I'm losing us. I don't know what to do. It's like being tapped in a three-by-three cell all over again. It's like being held under water and deciding when to take that first gasp of water that's going to make you drown. It's like holding hands, both your palms slicked with your collective blood, in a fucking nightmare that never ends.”
― Lili St. Germain, Zero Hour