New Adult Contemporary Romance Quotes

That could also be because at one point during the film, our hands found each other. And when I felt Michael's middle finger caress the inside of my palm, it sent a tickle up my spine, and the fingers of my right hand were soon exploring his left hand, and we each took turns tracing the contours of the other's hands.

Zack Love

This is New York, babe. Be ready to expect anything.

My heart was divided for so long. Now I'm able to give you every part of me. You deserve nothing less.

Have sex with Adam? I'd rather grab a defibrillator paddle and burn the other side of my face.

I'm going to hell. I'm pretty sure she's going to drag me there herself.

Penelope Douglas

That tonight you’re falling asleep in my arms. Waking up the same place too.

Nicola would have to speak up, Jacob would have to shut up, and he would have to man up.

My lips part, wanting to tell him a story, wanting to kiss him more than I want to breathe

Here’s the thing about falling for someone who’s already given up; there’s no promise of tomorrow. There aren’t any words of comfort that can be said, no glimpse of a positive change. Every moment, every thought could be their last. It’s like you’re helplessly walking into quicksand, waiting for the muck to cover your mouth and eyes until you can no longer find a way to breathe. No, it’s more like jumping from a high bridge without the promise of water underneath.And I fucking hate heights.

In the Pretty Woman shopping scene, it’s not really about the clothes, or how much they cost, or how great she looks. When Vivian leaves the store, she’s not only a pretty woman, she’s a different woman. It gets me every time.

Victoria Van Tiem

Every day for a week, sitting in my idling car, saying goodbye without saying anything at all—the touch of his hand, his forehead pressed to mine, the way he brushed my hair out of my face, tucking it behind my ear. And still, he hadn’t kissed me. Not once. Nothing but that brief brush of his lips. I was beginning to go a little crazy.

Fuck me,” I whispered, giving him permission, taking him into my flesh, a soft invitation to madness.

But I did feel the vertigo of death’s invitation, beckoning me towards the dark waters below. Only a newfound perspective and desire steadied my wavering soul. I came to realize, just in time, that suicide was far too easy – and obscenely cowardly – after someone I knew, not even half my age, had been through so much worse and still marched gloriously on.

Zack Love

My past still haunts me when I sleep, although I saw that - much to my surprise- his does as well.

Zack Love

But then, as I looked in the mirror, I became fixated on some hairs near my carotid artery that were still there. I pushed the blade deep against my neck to shave them off, and then blood squirted out.

Zack Love

A few minutes later, my eyes began to feel a bit droopy, but I vaguely noticed that Anissa was whispering something.

Zack Love

The lead-up to the moment was magical in every respect, but a part of me was, and still is, uneasy about the whole thing for many reasons.

Zack Love

But I stayed up thinking about how I've been lying to him, no less than I lie to myself in my pre-sleep ritual. And I lied to him again just as we were growing more intimate than ever and he asked me about my scar.

Zack Love

He clearly suffers from some past traumas too, so hopefully he'll understand why I was untruthful to him about mine.

Zack Love

Adding to my emotional dizziness on Sunday, I spoke with my sister, who kept noting how amazing Michael is, and what a brave and selfless man he is for having helped as he did.

Zack Love