more guys than gals fall in Love at first sight

Then he shifted his gaze until it met hers. 

The tightening in his gut was unexpected-it was raw and purely sexual. 

The one fleeting instant when his mind was wiped clean as glass was more than unexpected. 

It was unprecedented. 

Power slapped against power. She took a step toward him. 

He let out the breath he'd just realized he was holding.

Nightshade

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When it comes to falling in love, a lot of guys fall hard: According to a new study of over 10,000 people, 48 percent of men say they've fallen in love at first sight, while only 28 percent of women said the same.

So are guys just more romantic than we are? I'm not so sure.

Maybe men are simply more apt to feel those fluttery butterflies right away because guys are more visual creatures while women typically take some time to get warmed up.

SHINE

snow white and the huntsman

Last night we watched "Snow White and the Huntsman". The film is nice. The story engaging, but what I enjoyed best was seeing two of Nora's books in it: "Key of Valor" (Key Trilogy) and "Winter Rose".
When you like and read Nora you know that's bound to happen - hence this blog - so, if you like NR, read those books, go search for the film - you won't regret it.

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 But he stepped back as she approached. 

Then he bent his forelegs, lowered his great head in what was unmistakably a bow. 
And vanished, in a shimmer of light. 

Key of Valor

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The first part of the movie (before heroine's rescuing if you want) looks like "taken" from one of Nora's   best books: "Winter Rose"





Through it, as far as he could see, the world was white. 
The sun was a dim haze behind the white curtain that draped the sky, but it managed to sparkle a bit on the ice that surrounded the castle. In the distance, he saw the shadows of the forest, hints of black and gray smothered in snow. In the north, far north, mountains speared up. 
White against white.
Closer in, at the feet of the castle, the snow spread in sheets and blankets. He saw no movement, no tracks. No life.
Were they alone here? he wondered. He and the woman who called herself a queen?
Then he saw her...

Winter Rose

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