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Into her ear Baru whispered one word in Urun, the tongue of Tain Hu’s blood. Piercing. Like an eagle’s kiss. Her lip brushed Hu’s earlobe and they touched for the last time: “My general.” Seth Dickinson, The Monster Baru Cormorant

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Mahit imagined it, civilization—humanity—blooming like tiny flowers, caught between mouths in the dark, lips that kissed and talked and built. Arkady Martine, A Desolation Called Peace

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When her breath came now upon my mouth, it came very cold. My mouth was wet, from hers. I said, in a whisper, “Do you feel it?” Sarah Waters, Fingersmith

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I step back a little because proximity is still too difficult with the wound of rejection this tender. She looks so beautiful, smells so lovely. And I cannot touch her. Racquel Marie, Ophelia After All

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Kiss me? 𝘚𝘩𝘦 wants to kiss 𝘮𝘦. I look away because if she doesn’t kiss me I think I might cry. Annameekee Hesik, Freshman Year

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I know I choose forever in a burning house if it means I’ll wake up and see your face every day. I don’t want something better. Dana Mele, Summer's Edge

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I said, I was never exactly beautiful, and now— But you 𝑎𝑟𝑒 beautiful. Bridie’s eyes, the gleam of them. And you haven’t missed 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 moment, she told me. Emma Donoghue, The Pull of the Stars

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“I think I fancy Ali, you know, in my year? But I don’t know if she likes girls.” “Only one way to find out,” I said. She looked at me as if to say, And that is? “Ask her if she liked Fiona Apple’s latest album.” Ciara Smyth, Not My Problem

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Rose’s mouth was just as soft as she remembered, but kissing her felt different entirely, incendiary and urgent; she leaned into the feeling, trying to pull her closer and kiss her harder, desperately hungry for something she couldn’t quite name. Lex Croucher, Infamous

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You have looked your foretold death in the face and turned from it in defiance. Nothing in this world or any other deserves your fear. A. K. Larkwood, The Unspoken Name