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“Thomas moves even closer until their faces were less than an inch apart, their breath mixed and harsh. He sees Taylor’s eyes move to his lips. Thomas’s breath hitches. He couldn’t resist darting his eyes lower as well to look at Taylor’s pink full lips. Taylor licks them, then parts them slightly. Almost like he was begging to be kissed.
“Fuck itâ€� Thomas says before leaning to crush their mouths together.”
― Alexandra B. Donna, Nemesis

“Charlie stood there like a stone monolith, blinking at his friend. Former friend? Christ. Eventually, he managed to utter, “So it’s like that, then?â€�

Sean visibly swallowed, stood up straight, and seemed to force himself to meet Charlie’s provoking gaze. “It is exactly like that,â€� he replied, brave as can be.”
― Kristen Casey, Lost in Love

“I wanted that bold nonchalance for myself. I wanted to feel confident when I showed a man affection, not just within the walls of an apartment or the relative safety of a gay bar, not just during Pride. I wanted to kiss a man whenever and wherever I felt like it—on a sidewalk in the rain, at a crowded bus stop, in a shopping mall parking lot on a Monday afternoon. I wanted to kiss a man whose presence made the rest of the world vanish into irrelevance, a man whose touch erased every tinge of fear and every knot of knee-jerk shame I'd felt for having the audacity to display a love like mine in a world like ours.”
― Kirby Lighthouse, Patrick

“The morning dawned, cool and grey as the sun slowly snuck over the rooftops, slowly lighting the room in a blue haze. Sera stirred as the light brushed her face, prying her eyes open as she pulled herself slowly out of a dream. Against the window stood Clem, shimmering silver and pearlescent in the morning light, watching Sera sleep with an odd expression on her face.
“I am still here,� the ghost said.
“You’re still here,â€� the girl replied.”
― Avery Carter, The Ghost and the Real Girl

“The sun, slanting off to the side of the city, had slipped far enough behind the Spire in the middle to refract through the crystal at the top, sending its colors bouncing across the rooftops like scattered, shattered glass.”
― Avery Carter, The Ghost and the Real Girl

“She frowned down at what was left of her skirt before gathering the silvery fabric in her fists and tugging. The shreds of fabric tore away as she did, dissipating into the growing rose of the dawn. Clem let out a sudden, delighted laugh, making Sera jump.”
― Avery Carter, The Ghost and the Real Girl