I will find you, he whispered in my ear. I promise. If I must endure two hundred years of purgatory, two hundred years without you - then that is my punishment, which I have earned for my crimes. For...
It was a beautiful bright autumn day, with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it.
Your mother said that Fraser sent her back to me, knowing that I would protect her--and you. ... And like him, perhaps I send you back, knowing---as he knew of me--that he will protect you with his li...
True, the body's easily maimed, and the spirit can be crippled - yet there's that in a man that is never destroyed.
Well, if women's work was never done, why trouble about how much of it wasn't being accomplished at any given moment?
Jaime, you must be half-deadHe laughed tiredly, holding me close with one large warm hand on the small of my back.A lot more than half, Sassenach. I'm knackered, and my cock's the only thing too stupi...
If I die, he whispered in the dark, dinna follow me. The bairns will need ye. Stay for them. I can wait.
I regarded him gently over my own bowl of stew. He was very large, solid, and beautifully formed. And if he was a bit battered by circumstance, that merely added to his charm.You're a very hard person...
There's no place on earth with more of the old superstitions and magic mixed into its daily life than the Scottish Highlands.
He has cat blood, I reflected sourly, no doubt that was how he managed to sneak up on me in the darkness.
A man should pay tribute to your body, he said softly... For you are beautiful, and that is your right.
Futility. Uselessness. Bloody entrophy. Death matters, at least sometimes.
I stood still, vision blurring, and in that moment, I heard my heart break. It was a small, clean sound, like the snapping of a flower's stem.
I would not piss on him was he burning in the flames of hell, Grey said politely.One of Hal's brows flicked upward, but only momentarily.Just so, he said dryly. The question, though, is whether Fraser...
He leaned close, rubbing his bearded cheek against my ear. 'And how about a sweet kiss, now, for the brave lads of the clan MacKenzie? Tulach Ard!'Erin go bragh,' I said rudely, and pushed with all my...
So now it's space and time, he said. You ever watch Doctor Who on PBS?All the time, she said dryly, on the BBC. And don't think I wouldn't sell my soul for a TARDIS.
My father liked me, when I wasna being an idiot. And he loved me, too -- enough to beat the daylights out of me when I was being an idiot. Jamie Fraser
It took a bit more argument, but at last she consented,
I had not slept with many men other than my husband, but I noticed before that to sleep, actually sleep with someone did give this sense of intimacy, as though your dreams had flowed out of you to min...
I had kissed my share of men, particularly during the war years, when flirtation and instant romance were the light-minded companions of death and uncertainty. Jamie, thought, was something different....