Bookworms Devouring Words

“I stumble in behind them, almost tripping on my own feet. They both turn to look at me as I grip the edge of the counter to balance myself. Tag raises an eyebrow at me. "Did you even talk to this girl?" "No" "Damn, dude, she's got you tripping all over yourself, and you don't even know what her voice sounds like? I'd hate to see what happens when you actually have a conversation with her." "I don't know who she is. I've never seen her before, but she drives a nice car. I want to know her.”
― Michelle Dare, Floating

“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

“The split second before it touches your tongue, there's anticipation. The second it hits your taste buds, there's promise. When you swallow, its satisfaction. Anticipation, promise, satisfaction - it's the perfect trifecta. But it only lasts for the first bite.”
― Sybil Bartel, Talon

“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