Quote by Anne Rice

“The memory of him tracing the lines of my face filled me. I remembered the touch of his sensitive fingers, following my jawline, running…

— Kim Harrison

“I land with my knees on either side of him and he yelps and my hair is in his face and we are tangled…

— Amy Zhang

“The only thing we got to keep were our memories, and now I was about to take those from him, too. "Close your eyes,"…

— Alexandra Bracken

“I wound my arms around his neck and kissed him back, trying to capture this moment, to clasp it, so I could always remember…

— Janette Rallison

“He props his elbow on the table, absently scratches his temple with his index finger, and I remember exactly what that index finger did…

— Monica Murphy

“The stories he told became boring to me through repetition, but I understand now that he was just trying to fix that place with…

— Jeff VanderMeer

“There was something romantic about all of it, in the way he cradled my cheek when his mouth returned to mine and whispered my…

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

“I twisted my arm to curl him behind me and he unfolded there, the two of us snuggled like quotation marks in his room…

— Michelle Hodkin

“He didn't know what he felt. For the first time in his life, his thoughts were a jumble, tossing and turning and writing over…

— Julia Quinn

“For a while we talked about things I've forgotten now. Or maybe we were silent for a while, me sitting at the foot of…

— Roberto Bolaño

“We had just heard that story recounted so many times over the years that it was easy to take the details and fold them…

— Sarah Dessen

“When he put his arms around me, and held me to his chest, everything in me settled. When he spoke into my ear, it…

— Cybill Cain