You have to live each hour as if it's your last and each day as if you were immortal. - Kate Sheffield
You are always looking at people like this. And then she made a face, one he couldn’t possibly begin to describe.If I ever look like that, he said dryly, precisely like that, to be more precise, I giv...
Why waste romance on a love that would never be returned?
Was it possible that Octavia had misjudged her?What was he thinking? Of course, it was possible. Octavia was a dear, but she was nineteen years old and thinking of Octavia. The last thing she wanted i...
There, she said triumphantly. Like that.He began to wonder if they were speaking the same language.Like what?That! What you just said.He crossed his arms. It seemed the only acceptable reply. If sheco...
Sophie stared at the door, trying desperately to keep her eyes focused on anything but Benedict. She'd spent all week hoping for a glimpse,but now that he was here, all she wanted was to escape. If sh...
Sebastian Grey.The worrds rang like a miserable moan in her head. On the list of men she ought not to be kissing, he had to rank at the top, along with the King, Lord Liverpool, and the chimney sweep.
Phillip looked to Eloise. Perhaps introductions are in order?Oh, Eloise said, gulping. Yes, of course. These are my brothers.I'd gathered, he said, his voice as dry as dust.She shot him an apologetic...
Olivia: You didn't even know I was there!Harry: Excuse me, yes I did.
Oh, bloody hell, Anthony swore... She's got the Mallet of Death.
Não preciso de ser mesmo boa. Só preciso de retirar prazer do que faço. E de saber que tentei.
Miss Butterworth and the Mad Baron, Sebastian said approvingly. Excellent choice.You have read this? Alexei asked.It’s not as good as Miss Davenport and the Dark Marquis, of course, but worlds better...
It’s a curse, really, Lady Danbury said. I’m the only person Iknow my age who has perfect hearing.Most would call that a blessing.She snorted. Not with that musicale looming over the horizon.
It wasn‟t even desire. It was far more than that.It was love.Love. With a capital L and swirly script and hearts and flowers and whatever else the angels—and yes, all those annoying little cupids—wish...
I'm glad you liked the journal,' he said.'It was lovely,' she said in soft, faraway kind of voice. 'Very lovely, and...' She looked away, blushing. 'You're going to think I'm silly.''Never,' he promis...
I won’t be satisfied with anything less than everything,
I love you, too, she said.He took her face in his hands and kissed her, once,deeply, on the mouth. I mean, he said, I really loveyou.She quirked a brow. Is this a contest?It is anything you want, he p...
His hand was on her arm, and he could feel her skin, feel the soft warmthof it, and then when he looked down, her face was tilted toward his, and her eyes, deep and bluebut so completely unmysterious,...
He gave her his best smile. Hisbest I-almost-died-so-how-can-you-deny-me smile. Or at leastthat’s how he hoped it appeared. The truth was, he wasn’t a veryaccomplished flirt, and it might very well ha...
Guilty? George’s face betrayed his surprise. Whatever for? That neither of your brothers ever offered for me. Another thing she probably should not have said. But as it happened, Billie did think that...