Anthony looked down at his evil clutches -- hands, he reminded himself, hands -- and grinned anew.
I can't imagine a romance novel published today where the hero rapes the heroine and she falls in love with him.
When Anthony kissed her, she felt as if she were losing her mind. And when he kissed her twice, she wasn’t even sure if she wanted it back!-Kate's thoughts
Well, he said with an affected sigh, you have my approval, at least.Why? Hyacinth asked suspiciously.It would be an excellent match, he continued. If nothing else, think of the children.She knew she’d...
Thank you, she whispered, sending up a quick prayer for his continued recovery.You’re welcome, Marcus murmured.Honoria let out a little shriek of surprise, jumping back nearly a foot.Sorry, he said, b...
She absentmindedly twirled her fingers around a lock of her long, brown hair, one of her few concessions to vanity. It would have been more sensible to cut it short, but it was thick and soft, and Hen...
Reformed rakes make the best husbands,Violet said. Rubbish and you know it.-Anthony to Violet
It was strange, to find a woman who could make him happy just with her mere presence. He didn’t even have to see her, or hear her voice, or even smell her scent. He just had to know that she was there...
It was not that he’d changed her; all of the seeds were already there. But with him, she grew.
It is a truth universally acknowledged that a married man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of an heir.
In his heart, she’d been smiling for him.But now she was smiling at Colin Bridgerton, he of the famous charm and sparkling green eyes.
How delightful! Dunford had just come into an unexpected inheritance. She rather hoped it was something good. One of her friends had just unwillingly inherited thirty-seven cats.
He touched her cheek, and he looked into her eyes. He saw his whole world there
Felicity, Mrs. Featherington interurupted, why don't you tell Mr. Brdgerton about your watercolors?For the life of him, Colin couldn't imagine a less interesting topic (except maybe for Phillipa's wat...
Bridgerton, he grunted. Damn damn damn. Colin Bridgerton was the last person he wanted to see right now. Even the ghost of Napoleon, come down to slice a rapier through his gullet, would have been pre...
—¿Le han dicho alguna vez que es un poco testaruda?—Constantemente. Es mi único defecto.Escuchó cómo Phillip se reía.—¿El único?—El único que vale la pena comentar.
This has to be the most self-centered thing I've ever said, but no, I think you just wanted to vex me.
She smelled like England, of soft rain and sun-kissed meadows. And she felt like the best kind of heaven. He wanted to wrap himself around, bury himself within her, and stay there for all of his days....
Mother, Hyacinth said with a great show of solicitude,you know I love you dearly—Why is it, Violet pondered, that I have come to expectnothing good when I hear a sentence beginning inthat manner?
It wasn't the same sort of defiant attitude she saw so often among young men of the ton. She'd met so many men of that kind - the ones who made such a point of defying convention, and then spoiled the...