My favorite romances, in no particular order.
“I hold the bottle out into the rain and watch as the steady flow slowly
fills it. When there is enough, enough that Beth can clearly see, I
close the bottle and hand it to her.
She raises a skeptical eyebrow, but accepts the bottle.
"It's our rain Beth."
head barely shakes to show her confusion while I rub the back of my
neck and search for my courage. "I told you I loved you in this rain and
when you doubt my words, I want you to look at this bottle.”
“I like you. I. Like. You. I'll admit you're annoying. Sometimes you
agitate me to the brink of insanity, but you can throw it back at me
like no one else. When you laugh, I want to laugh. When you smile, I
want to smile. Hell, I want to be the one to make you smile.”
“If you’re scared, tell me. If you need to cry and scream, then do it.
And you sure as hell don’t walk away from us because you think it would
be better for me. Here’s the reality, Echo: I want to be by your side.
If you want to go to the mall stark naked so you can show the world
your scars, then let me hold your hand. If you want to see your mom,
then tell me that too. I may not always understand, but damn, baby,
“We’d read about sirens in English this fall; Greek mythology bullshit
about women so beautiful, their voices so enchanting, that men did
anything for them. Turned out that mythology crap was real because every
time I saw her, I lost my mind.”
will," said Ron fiercely. "You won't have to do all the work alone this
time, Hermione. I'll help." "Oh, Ron!" Hermione flung her arms around
Ron's neck and broke down completely. Ron, looking quite terrified,
patted her head very awkwardly.
“For the two of us, home isn't a place. It is a person. And we are finally home.”
“I'm saying I'm in love with you! I've been in love with you this whole bleeding year!”
“I trail my fingers across his cheek. He stays perfectly still for me. “Please stop apologizing, Étienne.”
“Say my name again,” he whispers.
I close my eyes and lean forward. “Étienne.”
He takes my hands into his.Those perfect hands, that fit mine just so. “Anna?”
Our foreheads touch. “Yes?”
“Will you please tell me you love me? I’m dying here.”
And then we’re laughing. And then I’m in his arms, and we’re kissing.
So after, when he whispers, "You love me. Real or not real?" I tell him, "Real.”
“I'm coming back into focus when Caesar asks him if he has a girlfriend
back home. Peeta hesitates, then gives an unconvincing shake of his
head. Handsome lad like you. There must be some special girl. Come on,
what’s her name?" says Caesar. Peeta sighs. "Well, there is this one
girl. I’ve had a crush on her ever since I can remember. But I’m pretty
sure she didn’t know I was alive until the reaping." Sounds of sympathy
from the crowd. Unrequited love they can relate to.She have another
fellow?" asks Caesar.I don’t know, but a lot of boys like her," says
Peeta.So, here’s what you do. You win, you go home. She can’t turn you
down then, eh?" says Caesar encouraging-ly.I don’t think it’s going to
work out. Winning...won’t help in my case," says Peeta.Why ever not?"
says Caesar, mystified.Peeta blushes beet red and stammers out.
"Because...because...she came here with me.”
I know which life is my real one now, no matter what
happens. It’s the one with you. For some reason, knowing that even one
person knows my story makes things different. Maybe it’s like the poem
says. Maybe this is my way of not going gentle.I love you.”
“But if you were Matched," I say softly, "What do you think she'd be like?"
"You," he says, almost before I've finished. "You.”
“I have something I need to tell you," he says. I run my fingers along
the tendons in his hands and look back at him. "I might be in love with
you." He smiles a little. "I'm waiting until I'm sure to tell you,
“You think giving you a hug would give away too much?" he says.
"You know," I say. "I really don't care."
I stand on my tiptoes and press my lips to his.
It is the best moment of my life.”
(I know, I wrote Anabelle instead of Annabeth, but I'm too lazy to change it.)
“Despite how serious [Annabeth] was acting, I was happy she wasn’t mad
at me anymore. And I kind of liked the fact that she’d broken the rules
to come sit next to me.”
With a huge cheer, they carried us down the hill, but they kept us close
enough to hold hands. Annabeth was laughing, and I couldn’t help
laughing too, even though my face was completely red.
We held hands right up to the moment they dumped us in the water.
Afterward, I had the last laugh. I made an air bubble at the bottom
of the lake. Our friends kept waiting for us to come up, but hey - when
you’re the son of Poseidon, you don’t have to hurry.
And it was pretty much the best underwater kiss of all time.”
“Love is like the wind, you can't see it but you can feel it.”
“Do you love me?' I asked her. She smiled. 'Yes.' 'Do you want me to be
happy?' as I asked her this I felt my heart beginning to race. 'Of
course I do.' 'Will you do something for me then?' She looked away,
sadness crossing her features. 'I don't know if I can anymore.' she
said. 'but if you could, would you?' I cannot adequately describe the
intensity of what I was feeling at that moment. Love, anger, sadness,
hope, and fear, whirling together sharpened by the nervousness I was
Suddenly I knew that I'd never felt as strongly for another person as I
did at that moment. As I returned her gaze, this simple realization made
me wish for the millionth time that I could make all this go away. Had
it been possible, I would have traded my life for hers. I wanted to tell
her my thoughts, but the sound of her voice suddenly silenced the
emotions inside me. 'yes' she finally said, her voice weak yet somehow
still full of promise. 'I would.' Finally getting control of myself I
kissed her again. I marveled at the softness of her skin, the
gentleness I saw in her eyes. even now she was perfect. My throat began
to tighten again, but as I said, I knew what I had to do. Since I had to
accept that it was not within my power to cure her, what I wanted to do
was give her something that she'd wanted. It was what my heart had been
telling me to do all along. I smiled softly, and she returned my affection
with a slight squeeze of my hand, as if trusting me in what I was about
to do. Encouraged, I leaned closer and took a deep breath. When I
exhaled, these were the words that flowed with my breath. 'Will you
“The spell. Victor said you had to want me... to care about me... for it
to work." When he didn't say anything, I tried to grip his shirt, but
my fingers were too weak. "Did you? Did you want me?"
His words came out thickly. "Yes, Roza. I did want you. I still do. I wish... we could be together."
"Then why did you lie to me?"
reached the clinic, and he managed to open the door while still holding
me. As soon as he stepped inside, he began yelling for help.
"Why did you lie?" I murmured again.
Still holding me in his arms, he looked down at me. I could hear voices and footsteps getting closer.
"Because we can't be together."
"Because of the age thing, right?" I asked. "Because you're my mentor?"
fingertip gently wiped away a tear that had escaped down my cheek.
"That's part of it," he said. "But also... well, you and I will both be
Lissa's gaurdians someday. I need to protect her at all cost. If a pack
of Strogoi come, I need to throw my body between them and her."
I know that. Of course that's what you have to do." The black sparkles were dancing in front of my eyes again. I was fading out.
"No. If I let myself love you, I won't throw myself in front of her. I'll throw myself in front of you.”
Hazel and Agustus, The Fault in Our Stars by John Green
Anne and Gilbert, Anne of Green Gables by LM Montgomery
America and Prince Maxon, the Selection by Kiera Cass
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