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“Now do you understand why I'm interested in you? You're a locked door, sweetheart. You give no one a key and you never answer the door when anyone knocks...Ah, but sometimes, sometimes I get a peek through the keyhole and what I find there...It's like glimpsing you as you're stripping. Underneath all of that darkness is something hungry, something desperate, something, oh, so deliciously vulnerable.”

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Book:Fearless Leader
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“He faced Doug. His eyes were wet. "I am not one of your tricks, Douglas." "Of course, you're not." "That's what I feel like tonight, seeing you in there with all those bodies. One of a thousand nights. One of a thousand fucks. And fuck you for making me feel this way. And fuck you again for making me say fuck in this beautiful place.”

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Book:Another Enchanted April
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“Chase grabbed Joey’s neck and hauled him into a kiss. Oh shit. Not again. It didn’t matter how many times it had been wrong, he still wanted to believe it. Wanted to believe it when he kissed a guy and everything inside said him. It had been wrong about Mark and Noah and Jorge and Tom and the whole list going right back to kissing Eduardo under the bleachers in tenth grade. Or maybe before. When he’d been three and told his mom he was going to marry his best friend Cody.”

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Book:Collision Course
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“It had been a shitty night, so it was fitting that it should end with rain. He closed his eyes and lay where he was, ready for it to stop. The rain, the cold, the pain, the aches, the blood choking the back of his throat, the metallic taste on his tongue. He wanted an off switch to his life; to get it over with. There wasn't much point fighting; he didn't have anything to fight for. He had his family and Levi, but something in his heart said that wasn't enough anymore. He didn't want to be alone.”

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Book:Right Kind of Wrong
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“Get your sticky fingers away from my cookies,” Ben ordered, without turning his head, to see Jaxton trying to steal one from the cooking tray. “You weren't saying that last night,” Jaxton retaliated, coming up to Ben's side, to give him a nudge. They were both smiling, while looking down at the counter, where Ben was making his delicious rosemary cookies. “In fact, I seem to remember you grabbing my sticky fingers and putting them in your mouth,” he teased, speaking quietly, so that Lyon wouldn't hear them at the other side of the room. Ben turned to Jaxton and abandoned his baking, to catch his face in flour covered hands and plant a deep kiss on his lips. Jaxton opened his mouth, in acceptance of his kiss. ~ From the Heart”

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Book:Clef Notes
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“You let this become a mess,” he cursed, as though he'd walked up to Tam and asked him to be drop dead gorgeous and vulnerable, just so that he would have his first guy crush. “I didn't let anything happen. I just…felt it. I think he feels it too,” he argued, trying to talk sense into him. Why was this a bad thing? Konnor didn't have anything to do with Tam anymore, so why did it matter? “Oh God. You're in serious shit now,” Mack bemoaned, rolling his eyes and rubbing his forehead.”

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Book:Right Kind of Wrong
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“Tam looked scared, swallowing and wrapping his hands around Casen's. He slowly cupped his wrists and pulled his hands away. Then he turned to the door and unlocked it. Casen expected to have it shut in his face or be told that he'd crossed a line. After all, he didn't know Tam and he'd stupidly given him an ultimatum after meeting just a few hours ago. What had he been thinking? “Are you coming in?” Tam asked quietly, staring at his hands as he twirled his key. Casen crossed the threshold and reminded himself he was lucky; he could so easily have been turned away. Yet, when he turned to apologise for presuming too much, Tam was right in front of him and the door was closed. Before he could ask what was running through his head, Tam cupped his face, lightly caressing his cheek. It was soft and tender, identical to the look in his eyes. It was too much; Casen closed his eyes and leaned into the touch, tentatively raising his own hand to hold Tam there. It wasn't a kiss, but it was damned close.”

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Book:Right Kind of Wrong
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“Tam let his hand drop to his neck and slowly circled his fingers around it. It was a free, gentle touch and Casen knew that if he asked him not to, he would remove his hand and nothing would change. He couldn't get the words out; it wasn't the touch he had a problem with, it was the far away look in Tam's eyes that said he wasn't in the room anymore. The look that suggested he was lying on the ground, as the rain fell in buckets and a stranger knelt over him, trying to keep him awake. Casen blinked and looked away, as the urge to cry for that lost look threatened.”

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Book:Right Kind of Wrong
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“He was getting undressed and it snapped something inside of him that had been drawing taut, ready to break for months. “I'm hungry, Bruno,” he said, in a soft voice, as he removed the shirt from his broad shoulders, revealing a perfect sight of smooth dark skin. “I can't wait for dinner,” he continued, with a smile. When he put his hands to the fastening of his trousers, Bruno let out a sigh and put the take out menus on the counter. He couldn't look at him, because he knew Lyon was trying to seduce him on purpose. He didn't want to talk or hear him out or spend time with him that didn't end with an orgasm. “I can't do this anymore,” Bruno confessed, quietly.”

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Book:Clef Notes
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“Chocolate makes everything better, in the end,” he announced, and Thayer fully agreed. Thayer gave him a smile of gratitude and watched Castel lift his spoon from the saucer. He dipped it, gracefully, into his coffee and gave it a light stir. “Too many people rush to stir such delicate flavours. Take too long and they will clog together to become a lump of bitterness in your coffee. But take your time and be gentle with them,” Castel explained, quietly, “and they will create a symphony of flavours, to melt in your mouth,” he said, leaning down, just until his nose was over his cup, to take a long inhale. He smiled and straightened, extracting the spoon to place it back on his saucer. “Now try it.” Thayer took a sip and almost felt his toes curl at the luxurious taste. ~ Cinnamon Kiss”

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“Jaxton smiled and caught his hand, holding it tight in both of his. “Are you burnt out? Is it all too much?” he asked, getting straight to the root of the matter, in one go. “Yes,” he sighed, hating that it was true. “Then you'll stay home.” “You know I can't. It's impossible,” Roman complained about the unfairness of it all. He was due to return to the studio in two days times, to finalise the tracks he'd recorded yesterday. Then he had to sit down with Jalen next week, to pick out a new piece of his artwork for the next album cover. And two weeks after that, he had three interviews with three different music channels, to film. “Try telling that to Ben.” Jaxton winked at him, then ducked down to kiss him. ~ From the Heart”

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Book:Clef Notes
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“I do not want to be your friend, Raphael. I do not want to watch sunrises and think of you. I do not want to close my eyes to go to sleep and see the image of your mouth when you smile. I do not want to spend a five-hour flight daydreaming about your eyes or the sound of your voice or the way you say my name. I do not want it. And yet… all of these things I have done just today.”

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Book:Famous Young Things
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“Anastase passa son pouce sur ma lèvre inférieure ; ses traits virils, son regard pénétrant me brûlait. — Laisse-toi aller, Mikhaïl. Personne ne surveille tes faits et gestes. Personne ne dira rien ni ne te jugera. Sois toi-même, abaisse tes barrières. J’inspirai profondément et collai sa mèche de cheveux à mon nez, m’apaisant. — Vivre dans un fort n’est pas vivre, les plus belles sensations sont celles de pleine liberté. Tu peux toucher qui tu veux. Rire avec qui cela te plaît. Agir comme un enfant si c’est ce dont tu as envie. Je plissai le nez. — Non merci, je laisse ça à Matt et Jimmy, deux enfants, c’est bien assez à gérer. Nous sourîmes tous deux. Le brun me posa un baiser sur la joue, et peu de temps après, la porte s’ouvrit à nouveau. — Hey ! Moi aussi je veux des câlins !”

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Book:Des échos de sang et de crocs
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“Mettant le téléphone sur haut-parleur, je tentai de lui envoyer ma localisation géographique, avant d’abandonner et de lui décrire où j’étais, pas sûr à cent pour cent de ce que je racontais. Ce n’était que maintenant que je me rendais compte que je n’avais pas la moindre foutue idée du nom du quartier. — T’as pas mieux comme description ? Parce que, « une allée de lampadaires », ça n’aide pas. Je ricanai. Il exagérait. J’avais tout bien détaillé. J’avais même donné le nom du bar accroché à l’écriteau. Enfin, si j’avais bien lu. Je le taquinai : — Oh… Le traqueur ne l’est donc que de nom ? — T’es sûr de vouloir me provoquer ? — J’irai même jusqu’à pimenter le tout : si tu me retrouves en moins de trente minutes, je t’accorde un vœu. — Putain de génie.”

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Book:Des échos de sang et de crocs
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“« Maman, pourquoi elle pleure ? » Ma mère avait reniflé, et comme je ne voyais pas son visage, j’avais cru qu’elle avait attrapé froid. « Parce que son petit garçon ne reviendra pas. » Elle s’était tournée pour me dire cela en caressant mes cheveux du bout des doigts. Elle avait toujours apprécié mes boucles. Aussi douces que le poil d’un lapin selon elle. Les stries aqueuses sur son maquillage m’avaient interpellé. « Et toi maman, pourquoi tu pleures ? » Un gros sanglot avait franchi les lèvres de ma mère. Elle ne m’avait pas répondu, néanmoins, j’avais saisi par moi-même. Ses yeux avaient semblé parler pour elle : « Parce que j’ai peur pour toi. »”

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Book:Des échos de sang et de crocs
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“Elle ne répondit pas immédiatement, se contentant de masser mon cuir chevelu. J’étais sur le point de m’endormir à même le sol, la nuque contre ses genoux, lorsqu’elle souffla : — J’aimerais que tu vives ta vie comme un grand frisson. Le courage ne réside pas dans l’absence absolue de peur. Craindre, c’est ressentir et sentir c’est vivre. J’aimerais que tu retires ces chaînes autour de toi, que tu t’autorises à aimer, à être heureux. Elle me redressa un peu et se décala pour encadrer mes joues de ses mains. Ses pouces caressèrent avec lenteur mes pommettes. Apaisé, je fermai les paupières. — Tu ne peux pas éternellement rester à bord de l’avion, Mikhaïl. Il faudra que tu prennes ce parachute et que tu sautes de toi-même. Stagner n’est pas vivre. Sauter n’est pas mourir.”

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Author:Phoenix Pharell
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