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“Fate was tricky like that. It consumed us when we thought we were free, and it freed us when we thought we were captured.”
― Shannon A. Thompson, Death Before Daylight

“Love is the melody that transcends time, a symphony composed by two hearts in harmony.”
― Rendi Ansyah, Beyond the Bouquet: A Symphony of Love in Fifty Movements

“Love blooms where souls intertwine, creating a garden of endless possibilities.”
― Rendi Ansyah, Beyond the Bouquet: A Symphony of Love in Fifty Movements

“Ryker's head snapped to look at me, and we locked eyes. That's when the tug at my heart really started to pull, and I had to gasp for breath as it burned to life. A pull, a connection. Was this what they called a thread of fate? If it was, it meant something about Ryker and me that I didn't have time to process in the heated moment. Ryker's nostrils flared, and he roared, his face snarling as he began charging back down the hallway to where Oleg and I were.”
― Sabrina Blackburry, Dirty Lying Dragons

“There is a small group of people who are our special ones: our partners, children, and other loved ones. They are our dearest ones. Somehow, they belong to us and us to them. We didn’t really choose them but nor did we not choose them. Our beloved children did not just randomly come to us. Long before their material arrival, they were a part of us, as we have always been a part of them. Partners and other dearly loved ones, likewise, did not just randomly appear in our life as if, just as easily, we could have missed them or replaced them with some other 'random'. No, they are the ones that were marked in our heart already. We recognize them as belonging to us. This belonging gives love a certain stability, permanence, and resilience.”
― Donna Goddard, Love's Longing

“"Not everyone can find this book." Old Johan tapped the cover. "Only people who have a connection to this place. Her story isn't done yet."
Hopefulness surged. His life had been all but perfect. Surrounded by his loved ones, never wanting for anything--- why would he have needed to hope? But he could only describe the soaring feeling in his chest as hope. Hope that he wasn't wrong about their connection. Hope that she would someday return here unattached. Hope that their story wasn't done.”
― Amy E. Reichert, Once Upon a December

“Love, like music, transcends time and echoes in eternity.”
― Rendi Ansyah, Beyond the Bouquet: A Symphony of Love in Fifty Movements