Quotes About Romance

Bésame de nuevo. Bésame hasta que esté harto de ello.

Grounded and kept home from the Collegium for a whole year for making out with Evil Overlord Alex. Also for joining his evil army of evil.

They say that he can talk flowers into opening their petals at night, as though his face were that of the sun. He'll steal your heart.

And you will still love him, mortal girl, long after his feelings evaporate like morning dew.

Come with me beneath the waves,' she calls to him. 'Drown with me in delight.' He laughs a little shakily. 'A compelling offer, but I must see my quest to its conclusion.

He leans in for a kiss and

I have heard that for mortals, the feeling of falling in love is very like the feeling of fear. Maybe he was more right than I wanted to believe.

It takes us a long time to wend our way back down the stairs. My hands are in his hair. His mouth is on my neck. My back is against the ancient stone wall. Everything is slow and perfect and makes no sense at all. This can't be my life. This feels nothing like my life.

I imagine Locke taking my hands tonight, imagine him sweeping me around the hill.

Maybe Taryn isn't the only one who has decided to fall in love.

when he kisses me, i feel as though i can finally breathe again

Cardan grabs my face, fingers splayed against my neck. His breath is against my cheek. His other hand grabs my hair, winding it into a rope.

This is not how I meant to begin. I meant to give you wine and fruit and cheese. I meant to tell you how your hair is as beautiful as curling woodsmoke, your eyes the exact colour of walnuts. I thought I could compose an ode about it, but I am not very good at odes.' I laugh, and he covers his heart as though stung by cruelty

You sure you brought me here just to talk?' It turns out that having kissed someone, the possibility of kissing hangs over everything, no matter how terrible an idea it was the first time. The memory of his mouth on mine shimmers in the air between us.

He's Flint Your Tinder

Kiss me until I am sick of it... if you're the sickness, I suppose you can't also be the cure.

I have heard that for mortals, the feeling of falling in love is very like the feeling of fear. your heart beats fast. your senses are heighten. you grow light headed, maybe even a little dizzy.

Once upon a time, there was a girl named Taryn and she had a faerie lover who came to her at night. He was generous and adoring, but visited only in the dark. He asked for two things: one, for her to keep their meetings secret, and two, never to look upon his face fully. And so, night after night she took delight in him but, after some time had passed, wondered what his secret could be.

The water is cold, but his kiss is colder.

I didn't think it worked like that. I thought love was supposed to happen when you least expected it, like a sap to the skull.

Leave,' Cardan tells Locke. 'I didn't summon her here for your pleasure.' 'You are most ungenerous. If you truly cared for me, you would have,' Locke says as he hops down from the dais. 'Take Taryn home,' I call after him. If it wasn't for her, I would punch him right in the face.

If it's nice, perhaps the smith will make you a cup that never runs out of wine." Carden gives me a look up through his lashes that I find hard to interpret and rises, too. He takes my hand. "Nothing is sweeter," he says, kissing the back of it, "but that which is scarce.

I thought love was supposed to happen when you least expected it, like a sap to the skull.

The whole places looks straight out of a fairy tale, the kind where love is a simple thing, never the cause of pain.