Heartache, Daphne eventually learned, never really went away; it just dulled. The sharp, stabbing pain that one felt with each breath eventually gave way to a blunter, lower ache—the kind that one cou...
He'd thought he would stop looking for her. He was a practical man, and he'd assumed that eventually he would simply give up. And in some ways, he had. After a few months he found himself back in the...
He was trying not to grin, but it was exceedingly difficult with Lady Penwood gasping like a fish on land.
He was just . . . George. And she loved him. She loved him, and—OH DEAR GOD, SHE HAD JUST STOPPED HIM FROM ASKING HER TO MARRY HIM. What had she done? And more importantly, how could she undo it?
He was always dependable, she realized. She was usually too busy being irritated by him to notice.
He sighed, wondering how his life had been turned upside down by this woman in less than forty-eight hours. Correction: by this woman, a pig, and a rabbit.
Have you found the milk, he asked, or must I venture out in search of a cow?
George leaned to the right so that he could see her from behind his brother. Shall I strangle him or will you? She rewarded him with a devious smile. Oh, it must be a joint endeavor, don’t you think?...
Francesca,' he murmured, making his voice smooth and personable, 'it is a delight to see you.''And you as well,' she replied. She smiled then, but it was in an amused sort of fashion, and he had the u...
Even while he'd been gone, she'd always know he was /there/, sharing the same planet with her, walking the same earth.
Edmund Bridgerton had died at the age of thirty-eight. And Anthony simply couldn’t imagine ever surpassing his father in any way, even in years.
Do you live here? Sophie asked dryly.No, he said, plopping down into the chair next to her, although my mother is constantly telling me to make myself right at home.
Do you know what is nice about friendships as longstandingas ours? Hyacinth interrupted.Felicity shook her head.You won’t take permanent offense when I turn myback and walk away.And then Hyacinth did...
Dizem que uma pessoa inteligente aprende com os seus erros (...), mas uma pessoa verdadeiramente inteligente aprende com os erros dos outros.
Daphne Bridgerton, I don't——like my tone, I know. Daphne grinned. But you love me.Violet smiled warmly and wrapped an arm around Daphne's shoulder. Heaven help me, I do.Daphne gave her mother a quick...
Click. The door swung open.Three, James said with a slightly self-satisfied smile.Well done, Caroline said.He smiled back at her. I've never met a woman or a lock that didn't love me.
Buck up, man, Simon grunted, grabbing him by the collar. This is getting embarrassing. He turned to Daphne. I’m going to have to take him outside now. We can’t leave him here in the hall. He’s liable...
At the end of the day, he was going to find himself either dead or married, and he wasn’t quite prepared to let the Bridgerton brothers take the matter to a vote. And
Anthony glared at his brother, then for good measure at Miss Sheffield, who was looking at him as if he'd just despoiled ten virgins in her presence.
And she was...what? A governess? A false governess whose life history began in 1816 when she'd stepped off the ferry, seasick and petrified, and placed her feet on the rocky soil of the Isle of Man.An...