Makin, my friend, I thought you were just seeing her safely home.I was.What happened?I couldn't let her go.
Don't live to please others. Don't think everyone else knows what's right or true. Listen to yourself, and be true to yourself. That way, no matter what else happens in life, you will always have your...
Him. The agency can’t replace me until Saturday. She drew a quick breath, tried to smile, but failed. Looks like you’re stuck with me until the weekend. You must be devastated, he said, his expression...
Taylor adjusted her red and brown striped scarf around her neck, trying in vain to block the wind.
Harley ignored the sarcasm in the manager’s voice. Things are pretty... tense... here. I’m sure they are. Mr. Sheenan is very unhappy, as we are, too. You’ve put
God forgive her, but underneath the smiles and the good job and the great family, she was tired. Desperately tired. Tired to the point of breaking. In the last few years the exhaustion had grown, risi...
Happiness is a sunbeam which may pass through a thousand bosoms without losing a particle of its original ray nay, when it strikes on a kindred heart, like the converged light on a mirror, it reflects...
Montana winters were never mild, and this winter felt even more brutal than normal. Taylor Harris sucked in a sharp breath at the blast of frigid air as she and Jane Weiss, the new director of the
Hope, wish, dream, need.Heartbreak, loss, pain, grief.Which was bigger, which was stronger?Love was stronger, but was there enough love here? Was there enough love to mend their hearts and make them w...
Fine tailoring couldn't cloak the primitive danger of the desert. The desert was about life. Death. Survival.And she saw the desert in his eyes, dark gold like the Saharan sand.
Dr. Johnson has said that the chief glory of a country arises from its authors. But then that is only as they are oracles of wisdom unless they teach virtue, they are more worthy of a halter than of t...
I'm not a hermit. I'm just an introvert, which means I like people, but I don't find parties exciting. They tire me out.
Damn him. How could she ever respect him if he didn't even let her respect herself? A man that broke down her defenses with touch- with pleasure- well, that was just wrong.
Stop staring and call your brother', Dane snaps over his shoulder as he heads toward the stairs.
If she went with him, she'd enjoy Kahil's revenge. She'd welcome the humiliation as it would be at his hands, in his hands, with his body.
She ought to be intimidated by this shaggy beast of a man, but she wasn’t. She’d had a husband—a daring, risk-taking husband of her own—and his lapse in judgment had cost them all. Dearly. It’s danger...
I've told you the truth and my name isn't Woman, it's Tally.''I've never heard the name Tally before. That's not a name.' A glint touched his dark eyes, something secret and perverse and then the corn...