a woman called the store specifically looking for me today to get historical romance recs and i’m already planning out for next year’s historical romance bookclub, so you cannot tell me this is a dead subgenre

listen, reading an old contemporary romance novel is all well and good until the hero starts undressing and he’s in bikini briefs and knee high black socks

every day i go to work and push one (1) person out of the snowbank in front of my office

ha ha ha crying at work over a man who sold all his rat catching tools to buy her a dress

anyways do y’all ever think about how joanna shupe has an anastasia retelling coming out next year and just PINE for it or is that just me

reading all those single-word amanda quick titles to soothe what ails me

have to get off the Internet bc the historical romance discourse is stressing me out

I don't want to cast doubt on the impeccable dependability of google AI, but I don't remember this particular plot twist in du Maurier's REBECCA

men just aren’t walking across foggy fields at dawn in long overcoats towards their loves anymore and i feel like we as a society would be much better if they were

might reread a tessa dare novel tonight just to Feel Something

when it’s a marriage of convenience but he insists on sleeping in the same bed >>>>