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I'm done playing their game


Thank you penguinteenaus for the new Bloodlines editions! I was pleasantly surprised by one of the reviews I noticed in there..

May 18reblog
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  #queue   #love   #couples


nice characters are good and important and strong

nice characters are not in any way inherently less interesting or complex or cool or badass than asshole characters

nice characters who go through hell and still remain good and kind and compassionate are so so strong

nice characters are not weak or boring or less badass, nice characters are awesome.

May 18reblog
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Throughout our set, I kept one eye on the doors for Denny. He should be showing up any time. I wondered if he’d look the same—unruly dark hair that stuck up everywhere, short, skinny frame. I wondered what his girlfriend looked like. I kept picturing her as a petite blonde thing for some reason.

The song we were singing was a fan favorite, and everywhere I looked people were singing along. I focused in on the group in front of me. Propping a foot up on a speaker, I leaned out into the crowd, letting them touch me. It was complete mayhem, but the way they grinned made me smile. It was nice to be able to make people happy, even if it was for a really strange reason.

I was suggestively running my hand down my body when I felt something. It was the oddest sensation I’d ever felt, like lightning was about to strike and the air was charged with static electricity; even though it was warm in the bar, my skin was pebbled with goose bumps. I kept the majority of my attention on the girls clamoring for me to notice them, but I lifted my eyes to the doors.

There was a girl being led into the bar. Whoever was with her was weaving her through the packed crowd. I couldn’t see the person in the lead at all, and was only catching glimpses of the mystery woman, but it was enough. I saw hundreds of girls every night, some plain, some beautiful enough to be highly sought after cover models, but this girl…even seeing her through a crowd, there was something about her that sang to me. It nearly stopped me in my tracks. Mentally, at least. I was having difficulty getting the right words to come out of my mouth. I was sure I’d said those last two lines completely wrong.


—Kellan Kyle, Thoughtful (via kellanstattoo)


bookaholic by Honey Pie! on Flickr.




The reason I’m doing this is because I’ve been slacking off with this blog, and I only get on when I really can. I’ve been neglecting my admin duties, and I know everyone wants to be keep updated with the books that I’ve read and the reviews I make. So I decided to look for 1 or 2 admins who will help me in managing this blog, and to make it active again! 


  • Must be a wide reader with a great knowledge when it comes to New Adult and other related genres (e.g. Adult, Erotica, Contemporary)
  • Must be following this blog.
  • No age limit! 
  • Must be active at least thrice a week to update and give reviews.
  • And must be someone that I could trust!


  1. Make sure you’re able to meet the requirements and have no problems with it.
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My library 💙


"Relationships only work when both parties put the other person’s feelings before their own."

Tangled by Emma Chase (via chokolatekate)
  #quotes   #queue   #tangled   #emma chase


Books are my safe place.

  #queue   #books