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If you love me a little, you will grant me the kiss that my anxious lips await from your lips. You will bend to my wilful embrace. You will abandon yourself to my imploring caress… Renée Vivien, The Woman of the Wolf and Other Stories

You know that saying about how you don’t know what you have until it’s gone? I already did know what I had, and now that she’s gone, I know even more. A. S. King, Ask the Passengers

I could email her, I thought, through the website. I wouldn’t bother with pleasantries or preliminaries, I’d just say, ‘There we were. Do you remember?’ Lucy Caldwell, Multitudes

If you ever dare try to put me aside for my own good ever again, Caroline Fennell, I will cast a spell to bind you to my side forever, just so I can spend the rest of our lives telling you exactly what I think of that nonsense! Stephanie Burgis

I want someone who is fierce and will love me until death and knows that love is as strong as death, and be on my side forever and ever. I want someone who will destroy and be destroyed by me. Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not The Only Fruit

She unbuckles her seat belt and kisses me, hard and urgently, like I have just asked her to marry me. For a moment I feel lighter, and the pain of the weekend melts away. Sara Farizan, Tell Me Again How a Crush Should Feel

Zhu spoke calmly, but beneath the surface Ma sensed a shivering horror. “Ma Xiuying. Do you see something you want?” Shelley Parker-Chan, She Who Became the Sun

“I have decided to fall in love with you, Mercy Midnight,” Abigail announced seriously. Mercy reached up to press her palm fondly against Abigail’s cheek. Olivia Atwater, Longshadow

We weren’t mean, exactly. We were just… enough. Enough for each other. We filled up our lives and there wasn’t room for anyone else. Alison Ames, To Break a Covenant

Whether it be in this life or the next, I will find you again. S.D. Simper, The Fate of Stars

(Zosia’s) pupils were so dilated that her eyes were almost black. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴? whispered the loudest of the voices currently vying for attention inside Marynka’s head. Alicia Jasinska

Audrey sighed softly, leaning down to press her face against the crook of Madeline’s neck, just breathing there for several seconds. Madeline was very aware of the brush of her lips, the heat of her breath, and the way they were still pressed close together. E. E. Ottoman

“Kalina,” she whispered, and then her face broke into the crooked smile with the dimple that I now could admit to myself made me want her with quite mad intensity. “I don’t think I will want you to stop, ever.” Sam Hawke, Hollow Empire

Forgive me. I used to think of my body as a part of yours, and I never did manage to stop. Zeyn Joukhadar, The Thirty Names of Night

If I’m still, she won’t know how desperately I want to crush myself against her, twist my fingers in her hair, bury my face into the hollow of her neck. Emma Berquist, Missing, Presumed Dead

She could live another fifty years, love and leave a hundred cities, press her fingerprints into a thousand turnstiles and plane tickets, and Jane would still be there at the bottom of her heart. Casey McQuiston, One Last Stop

It’s like time with you is all that counts, and the rest is just waiting to be with you again. Nicole Disney, The Clinch

𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘝𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, Aster found herself thinking. Clementine looked up to her and so Aster had to set a good example for her. But Violet would have understood Aster’s anger, even if it wasn’t entirely fair. Charlotte Nicole Davis, The Sisters of Reckoning

“And where is 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 wife, Flower?” “I don’t have a wife,” said Rosa. “Liar,” Hou Yi said amiably, and held out the pipe. S. L. Huang, Burning Roses

She leaned into me. I felt one hand on my back, the other pressed against my thigh. The top of my leg. I loosed a breath that overflowed with want. Fran Dorricott, The Final Child