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“ I kiss the top of her head and rest my chin in the crook of her neck, terrified to tell her my biggest fear isn’t heights.
It’s how much fun I’m having. How relaxed I feel when she’s around, and how the more time I spend with her, the more I don’t want this thing between us to end.”

no words 🥹

“Your password is 3669.”
“It is.”
“That’s my name. Why are you using my name as your password?”
“Is that your question of the day?”
“It is.”
“I use your name as my password because I’m fucking obsessed with you, Hartwell. Have been since the minute I laid eyes on you.”

AHHHHH

“You,” he says, and it’s so soft, I think I might have misheard him. “Can I have you, Emmy?”
Emmy.
Not Red.
Not Hartwell.
Emmy.”

AHHHHH

“Thanks for the info. You can’t imagine how good it feels to know that all five times you slept with my girlfriend, she was thinking about me.”

BRO

i love mafia romances so much. it’s all i’m reading from now on. especially bratva UGHHH. russian and italian mafia books 🤌🏽🤌🏽🤌🏽🤌🏽

“I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. Never, Ollie. I just want you to consider…consider giving me a shot. Consider me. That’s all I want, Ol. A chance with you.”

the way they incorporate the title 🥹

in honour of watching the show last night. it broke my heart

it’s not letting me rate Releasing 10 so imma do it here.

5 stars is NOT enough for this book. it deserves an award. the amount of heartbreak in this book is torturing. i need the next Hughie and Lizzie book ASAP. i can’t stop crying from how sad and how it ended. Rumour says another book in October? I hope so. I’m sobbing and choking from finally understanding Lizzie’s POV. i understand it all

“Eight?” he echoes again, downright baffled. His step falters for a brief moment before he recovers, lowering his voice to a throaty whisper. “What the fuck is wrong with my kisses, baby?”I spin around, meeting the heated gaze of his dark eyes. “They’re too short.”

“Honestly, I can’t
get over how beautiful she is. It tears me a new one every time I glimpse her face, and looking away takes more effort than anything ever should. My poker face, though, is unrivaled, intact at all times.”

Theo Hayes everyone

“Light bruises in the shape of fingers wrap around my forearm. Shit.
Dominique’s expression goes from blank to murderous as he grinds out his next words. “Who touched you?” His already dark brown eyes turn even darker, sending a shiver down my spine.
I don’t answer him.
“I’m not going to ask again, Kasey. Who. Fucking. Touched. You?”

“I call you vanilla because…” he trails off with a grin.
I smack his chest lightly. “Come on.”
His smile widens into the devilish smirk I’ve quickly grown accustomed to seeing on his face. He leans forward to whisper in my ear, “It’s my favorite flavor.”

……

“Listen to her. Stop calling. Stop texting. You two are done. Got it?”
“Who the fuck are you?” I hear Ryker bite out.
“Your replacement.” Roman deadpans.”

SBJASHAVASBS

i hate this book. it has me sobbing so bad. WHY WHY WHYYYYY.

“Please don’t,” he whispers. “I’m afraid I’ll take this the wrong way. I might actually start to think you like me.”
I rest my chin on his shoulder, and whisper back, “Maybe that’s what I’m trying to tell you.”

“He jumps up and grabs the umbrella that’s laying on the floor. He opens it and holds it out to me. “I wouldn’t want my girl to catch a cold.”
My jaw hits the floor. “I'm not your girl.”
He raises his eyebrows and smiles while he taps the paper. “Not yet.”

“You don’t need to be afraid of me. I’ve never hit a woman.”

give me book recs pls 🙏🙏🙏🙏

“Wes’s cousin Charlie was drawing something on a napkin that was making his girlfriend Bailey full-on belly laugh.”

NO WAY. BETTING ON YOU REFERENCE? WHATTTT

“Okay, so tell me your three favorite things about UCLA so far.”
Liz Buxbaum, Liz Buxbaum, and Liz Buxbaum.”

fmd

“His cheek rested against the side of my head, and I felt so content I didn’t ever want to leave. I’d found a heaven on earth in this place, with this boy and I didn’t want to go back to what it had been before.”

my babies

“I used to sneak into your room at night, just to be sure you were breathing.”

this book is going to break me

“Come back to me, love. Come back.”

I’m still struggling to breathe, desperately searching his eyes for answers. Explanations. “Where?”

“Here,” he whispers, pressing my hands to his heart. “Home.”

crying. pls rmb him ella