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“small, hand-sewn pillow, with one word embroidered crookedly on its front. Loveawoo, it said.”

— Maryrose Wood

“She tore through the wrapping and took out a blue velvet box. She glanced back at me as though unable to believe her eyes.…

— Darynda Jones

“How she loved you, her bubeleh, her boychik, her darling, but there was something cloying in that love, something theatrical and selfish, and you…

— Siri Hustvedt

“Anyhow,” she went on, “so long as my mother forced me to embroider, I insisted on choosing a pattern that interested me. I’ve never…

— Tessa Dare

“and opening her arms wide, took my curly head within them, and gave it a good squeeze. I know it was a good squeeze,…

— Charles Dickens

“She had a woman’s swagger at twelve-and-a-half. Hair: strawberry-blonde, and I vaguely recall a daisy in the crook of her ear. She was an…

— Jake Vander Ark

“Oh, Len, isn’t she a darling? Just because she saw how our Bandboxful of furniture would rattle about in that big house like a…

— Edith Nesbit

“She was twentysix and pretty in a way that made men want to tuck her into flannel sheets and kiss her on the forehead…

— Christopher Moore

“The first thing that came into my mind when I saw her lounging at the front of the class was the look in her…

— Serra Elinsen

“My, my,” she said, as he hauled her up against him, feet dangling off the floor, and held her there as he walked her…

— Donna Kauffman

“Love..." she repeated slowly, in a musing voice, and suddenly, while disentangling the lace, she added: "The reason I dislike this word because it…

— Leo Tolstoy

“Do you want it flowery or straight.’ She bites her lip. ‘ Straight.’ ‘I wanted to fuck you senseless from the moment our eyes…

— Georgia Le Carre