She’d conjured love in the heart of a man whose soul had been frozen for years, anesthetized by too much pain and guilt to bear.
Somebody always wants more.
The worst thing is to be alive for no reason.
They say the brain can block painful memories, leaving gaps and voids in place of them, but it didn’t work like that for me. I remembered everything.
Thus began the weeks of what we termed being reckless - and I worry from that viewpoint, at least, that word defines our entire relationship. Reid lives his life in a reckless way, and ever since his...
You're so beautiful.
Your scars are battle wounds, but you don’t see them that way.
As logical as she is, she makes me feel reckless. I'm heedless of consequences. My plans and targets and goals and common sense go out the window in the face of what she makes me want. She scares the...
As soon as we hit campus freshman year, Kennedy had pledged his father’s fraternity. Despite my boyfriend’s need for cliquish affiliation, I’d never shared that aspiration. He didn’t seem to mind when...
But girls willing to share your bed don't equal girls willing to put up with your random crap moods, listen to your exhaustive legal opinions, or support your life's goals the way someone who loves yo...
He’d better stay the hell away from you or I will whip out the lawnmower on his ass, she declared.That move’s not for ass use, I joked
His protective wall had become a fortress holding him hostage rather than giving sanctuary.
I thought about texting Lucas, but what would i say? That i'd tossed and turned all night, thinking of his hands on me?
I was like water trying to choose a suitable form—ice or vapor.
I was more scared than I let on, but that was nothing new.
I wish I could read her mind. She’s a pensive, deep-thinking girl, and it’s not unusual for her to stare into space, lost in her thoughts. Normally, I’m fascinated when she does this – the shifting em...
It’s my baby. I can’t just let her give it away—
I’ve come to ask how you do it. How you feel what I know you’re feeling and then walk away like that.
Let me tell you girls a story, short and sweet. In high school, I was a junior varsity cheerleader dating a senior who was up for football scholarships. I'd slept with him several times willingly. One...
Love is not the absence of logicbut logic reexamined and recalculatedheated and curved to fit inside the contours of the heart.- Tammara Webber
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