He didn't know her name, didn't know anything about her except that she dreamed of Rome and smelled like violets.And that she tasted like vanilla cream.
Every unmarried man is looking for a wife. They just don't always know it.
Be careful what you wish for,her mind thundered.
And then, well . . . He might have slept for a bit. He rather hoped he was sleeping, because he was quite certain he’d seen a six-foot rabbit hopping through his bedchamber, and if that wasn’t a dream...
Két összebékíthetetlen csoport van Londonban, akik örökre éles szembenállásban maradnak, mert elsimíthatatlan érdekellentét áll fenn közöttük: az ambiciózus anyák és a megrögzött agglegények.Az ambici...
Sometimes there are reasons for our fears that we can’tquite explain. Sometimes it’s just something we feel in our bones, something we know to be true, butwould sound foolish to anyone else.
She decided to watch the leaves on the tree across the way. How many would fall off in such a strong wind? ... She now knew why people made such a fuss about weddings. It was to keep the bride's mind...
No one thought her the least bit unattractive, but at the same time, no one was dazzled by her beauty, stunned into speechlessness by her presence, or moved to write poetry in her honor.Men, she thoug...
A wise man understands that his comfort is dependent on living in accord with the women in his life and not attempting to command them. His
You're insufferable. Perhaps, he allowed, but everyone loves me so well. She threw a piece of cheese at him. He caught it and popped it into his mouth, grinning wolfishly as he chewed. You do like to...
You might wish to revisit your understanding of the word everything. Gregory turned to his mother.Vocabulary and comprehension were never her strong suits.Violet rolled her eyes. Every day I marvel th...
You can't fix this,' she ground out.'That is not true. There is nothing anyone could hold over you that could not be overcome.''By what?' she demanded. 'Rainbows and sprites and the everlasting good w...
Will you be quiet? he asked, smiling down at her. She nodded.He pretended to think about it. I don't believe you/She planted her hands on her hips, which had to be a ludicrous postition, naked as she...
Will you allow me to start over this morning? I fear I arose on the wrong side of the bed.'It is I who should apologize. I'm afraid that any side of the bed would have been the wrong one at this hour.
When the dead body said, Good evening, Annabel had to face the grim conclusion that it wasn't as dead as she'd hoped.
When I thought you’d died— Don’t say it, she choked out. You don’t have to relive that. No, he said. I do. I have to tell you. It was the first time— even after all these years of expecting my own dea...
Whatever mirth Miss Wynter had been holding onto burst out in a spray of eggs and bacon ... 'It's a good thing you're wearing yellow,' Elizabeth said to Frances.Frances glanced down at her bodice, shr...
What?You're so neat, she said, looking almost embarrassed. He glanced pointedly over his shoulder. There are four hundred on the other side of this door.But you're ruining me.I can't do it neatly?
We'll just forget about this little conversation, shall we? The last bit that is.She managed to stretch her lips into a smile, but what she really wanted to do was hurl the brandy decanter at him.
We are going to pick up our instruments and play Mozart,Honoria announced. And we are going to do it with smiles on ourfaces.I have no idea what any of you are talking about, Daisy said.I will play, S...