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A blank canvas...has unlimited possibilities.
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canvas
isla-and-the-happily-ever-after
stephanie-perkins
teen-fiction
contemporary
contemporary-romance
ya
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Stephanie Perkins |
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"We're enveloped in pitch black. "Wait here," I whisper. "Are you getting your ax?" "Handcuffs." "Kinky. But, okay, I'll try it."
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spa-and-the-happily-ever-after
stephanie-perkins
teen-fiction
contemporary-romance
ya
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Stephanie Perkins |
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bba3603
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I laugh, and it sounds like I've been sucking helium.
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standalone
isla-and-the-happily-ever-after
stephanie-perkins
teen-fiction
contemporary
contemporary-romance
ya
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Stephanie Perkins |
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Baby, I held back today to let you get over all you've been through. But don't let that mislead you. You wouldn't be here if I planned on protecting you from me.
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contemporary-romance
erotica
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Lisa Renee Jones |
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f54e84e
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My head drops back and I have a fleeting out-of-body moment where I see myself in the window, my hands tied above my head with my legs wrapped around the neck of Chris Merit, while he does delicious things to my body.
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contemporary-romance
erotica
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Lisa Renee Jones |
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4207d2f
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She's right, and yet my blood pumps faster, just thinking about having her naked and willingly at my mercy. I can't help but think she's exactly what I need: a challenge. And how sweet her submission would be, because I'd really earned it.
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contemporary-romance
erotica
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Lisa Renee Jones |
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cb0321d
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How had she ever thought sleeping with him would be a stress reliever, when he was the biggest producer of her stress?
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contemporary-romance
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susan meier |
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64621b1
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Hiding had been effortless in New York City. Getting lost in a sea of people was as easy as stepping onto a crowded Subway car. Sweet Laurel Cove would be very different. Generations of families filled its church pews, ran its farms, and schooled its children. Anonymity was as rare as lightning bugs in wintertime--as her grandmother would say.
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romance
inspirational-romance
christian-fiction
southern-romance
contemporary-romance
southern-fiction
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Teresa Tysinger |
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8b2a97b
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Violet moves, a readjustment, and I expect her to pull away. But instead, she leans further into me, her head on my shoulder, and her sweet scent becomes a warm blanket. No other place I'd rather be in the world right now. No place at all.
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young-adult
romantic
thunder-road
katie-mcgarry
contemporary-romance
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Katie McGarry |
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13e6e73
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"An upbeat song played over the loudspeaker, and everyone's attention focused on the Jumbotron above the basketball court. "It's time for the Bulls' Kiss Cam. So, pucker up for your sweetie and kiss them." The camera found an older couple in their fifties. The man pulled his wife, I assumed, in for a quick peck on the lips. "Aww. That is so sweet," Trina said. She proceeded to yank poor Owen to his seat in case the spotlight landed on them. She'd do just about anything to get on television, even if it meant not kissing Owen tonight to do so. "That is so staged," I said and sneaked a quick peek at my phone, seeing if he messaged me back. He didn't. "Really?" she countered and slapped my arm. Once I glanced her way, she pointed towards the large screen looming above. On the screen was Sebastian and me as the camera had just so happened to find us. It stayed there zooming closer. And closer. And closer. "Come on," the announcer called out, prodding us. "Just one kiss won't hurt." He had no idea what he was asking. A kiss would initiate feelings I couldn't avoid any longer. I momentarily forgot how to breathe as the song, "Kiss the Girl" from the Little Mermaid hummed at my lips. Not the best choice, but still. Everything became much worse once my giant moved into view, smiling my favorite smile. Sebastian inched closer; eyebrow cocked to dare me."No pressure or anything." I was quiet for a moment before whispering, "Game on, buddy." My eyes closed a few heartbeats shy of Sebastian's lips meeting mine. His hands rose, cupping my cheeks to keep me from pulling away. Like that was going to happen. Sebastian's mouth moved against mine, and I conceded, kissing him in return. He tasted sweet and minty, like the home I'd been missing. The kiss turned from soft and tame to fierce and wantingas if neither of us could get enough. And already, I considered myself a goner. Everything became a haze. My heart thumped so wildly against my chest, I swore Sebastian could hear. The crowd surrounding us was whistling and cheering us on, and it only kept gaining momentum as the moments passed. The noise quickly faded until it was as if we were the only two people in the room. We could have been the only two people on earth. "Okay, guys." Trina tapped my shoulder, garnering my attention. "Camera has moved on now." That was our cue to separate, and I slowly drew away from Sebastian. He, in turn, slipped his hand to the back of my neck, holding me here. "Don't," he sighed against my lips. I didn't budge another inch. I didn't want to. Sebastian rewarded me by deepening the kiss. Dear God. There were sparks. My stomach flipped. My toes curled. My body warmed. Every single inch of me only wanted one thing and one thing only. If this continued for too much longer, it was easy to guess my new favorite hobby: Kissing Sebastian Freaking Birch. Needing some air, I pressed my palm flat against his chest. This time he released me as we both were breathless. Sebastian's eyes carefully studied me. He kept staring as if he could read my heart, my mind. And for those brief few seconds, I honestly didn't believe there were any secrets between us. His gaze shifted as he gauged what to do next, and I had no freaking idea where we went from here. We'd done it now. We crossed that line, and there was no way of ever going back."
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first-kiss
fairytale
teen-romance
disability
first-love
prince-charming
contemporary-romance
texting
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Patty Carothers and Amy Brewer |
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eef0dda
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He turned to her and pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth. When he spoke his deep voice vibrated all through her. 'I. Remember. Everything.
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contemporary-romance
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MaryJanice Davidson |
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8569875
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"This is a great time to shut up and kiss me." To her delight, Blake obliged."
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romance
contemporary-romance
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MaryJanice Davidson |
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7762c9e
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You've got mail...
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festive-romance
contemporary-romance
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Debbie Macomber |
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She'd taken ten years off his life, frightening him the way she had, and now he'd easily subtracted another ten by kissing her. If he spent much more time with Jenna Campbell, he'd be dead inside a week.
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contemporary-romance
snow
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Debbie Macomber |
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9a95da2
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"Pete's a good guy." "He just slept with my mother!" "I didn't say he was perfect."
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contemporary-romance
snow
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Debbie Macomber |
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2afdd3e
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"By the time they arrived, the snow was coming down fast.... "It's beautiful," she said, pausing outside the door. She thrust out her hands and let the snow land on her palms. "Yes, yes..." Reid seemed in a mighty big hurry to get her inside. "How long did you say the storm would last?" she asked, thinking it would be so beautiful. The snow -- not being trapped with Reid Jamison. Reid hesitated. "Longer than either of us is going to like," he muttered, looking miserable. Jenna was afraid of that."
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snowy-romance
contemporary-romance
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Debbie Macomber |
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465252e
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"You do this often?" she asked. "Drink or hijack women?"
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alaskan-romance
contemporary-romance
snow
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Debbie Macomber |