Fuck Yeah Josh Lanyon

After a time he said, “I can’t stay.”
“I know.”
He didn’t move and then finally he sat up, wearily. He went into the hallway; the light came on, throwing a golden bar across the floor and bed. I listened to him dressing.
He came back in - a board silhouette - and sat on the edge of the bed.
…

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Josh Lanyon, Adrien English, The Dark Tide

„You know what I thought the first time I saw you?”

“No.”

“Point of no return.”

“Huh?”

“I knew. I knew from the second I laid eyes on you, everything was going to change.”

I’d had a similar feeling. Granted, I’d expected the…

Vintage books, old china, antiques; maybe I love old things so much because I feel impermanent myself.

— Josh Lanyon, Fatal Shadows (via frenchtwist)

I liked you the first time I saw you. You were sitting on the floor surrounded by books, and you looked up when I opened the door and smiled right at me. It felt like you had been waiting for me, like you were welcoming me home.

— Josh Lanyon, Sort of Stranger than Fiction (via hersforthereading)

The percussion section in my chest was going a mile a minute, and I didn’t care, didn’t care if I blasted into pieces, flew apart, as the crescendo swept through me, and I surged up and shot long jets, the silvery extended notes of pleasure that went on and on, and Jake took it all, swallowed it down verse and chorus.

— The Dark Tide (Adrien English Mystery #5) by Josh Lanyon (via anonymous-sibyl)

Personally, I doubt if anything was more likely to drive man to want to kill his fellow man than Christmas shopping. Simply trying to find a place to park is grounds for homicide.

— Josh Lanyon
The Dickens With Love
(via Mama Kitty)

What I did know for sure was that he was dating a woman, a female cop named Kate Keegan. He’d been seeing her longer than he’d known me; I didn’t think it was just a cover relationship. But he didn’t discuss it much with me.

— Josh Lanyon - The Hell You Say (via freetobeyouandme)

I woke to a giant shadow looming over me. I started up, half asleep.
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“Easy, easy. It’s me,” Jake said, sliding between the sheets. His hands and feet were like ice as he pulled me into his arms.
I subsided, heart thudding hard. “I thought you couldn’t make it tonight?”
“Yeah, well.” He was silent.

— Josh Lanyon - The Hell You Say (via freetobeyouandme)

The writing life isn’t how it looks from the outside. Hemingway and Fitzgerald set up some very unrealistic expectations.

— Josh Lanyon
All She Wrote: Holmes & Moriarity, Book 2
(via Tamara L. DeGray)