Claire hasn't told me why she behaved as such, although I have a good idea.''I suspect you do,' Ellie said quietly.'Thank you for not embarrassing her before Charles.''She didn't need her heart broken...
Charlotte had tried to read his work. It seemed only polite, after all, given that they were neighbors. But after a while, she'd simply had to give up. 'Love' always rhymed with 'dove,' (Where, she wo...
Caroline Trent hadn't meant to shoot Percival Prewitt, but she had, and now he was dead.Or at least she thought he was dead.
By the following morning, Anthony was drunk. By afternoon, he was hungover.His head was pounding, his ears were ringing, and his brothers, who had been surprised to discover himin such a state attheir...
But you won't say no.She hated that his confidence was not misplaced, hated that she could refuse him nothing when he held her in his arms. But she loved the crackling awareness that washed over her -...
But when Anthony kissed her, she felt asif she were losing her mind. And when hekissed her twice, she wasn't even sure if she wanted it back!
But the duchess, God bless her, knew her role in life, and after a six-month recuperative period, she opened the connecting door between their bedrooms, and the duke once again commenced his quest for...
But looking beautiful isn't, I think, as important as feeling beautiful,
But as they settled into their seats in the inn’s busy dining room, he looked at her across the table and it wasn’t her beauty he saw. It was her heart. And her soul. And he had a sinking feeling that...
But Benedict Bridgerton was obviously determined not to be a gentleman this afternoon, because when she moved one of her feet-just to flex her toes, which were falling asleep in her shoes, honest!-bar...
Billie tried not to think of George. But she wasn’t successful. Like it or not, he was her who.
Besides, he said breezily, were it not for misunderstandings, we would be sadly lacking in great literature.She looked at him questioningly.Where would Romeo and Juliet be?Alive.
Benedict! Damn. He’d nearly made a clean escape. He looked up to see his mother hurrying toward him. She was dressed in some sort of Elizabethan costume. He supposed she was meant to be a character in...
Because if he looked like he was unaffected by her smile, then she would not realize that, in actuality, he was in an utter panic because somewhere deep down inside he’d realized that his life had jus...
As she walked slowly down the hall, she could hear them arguing - nothing violent, nothing impassioned. But then, she'd not have expected that. Cavendish tempers ran cold, and they were far more likel...
As his hands moved to his trousers, he saw that she was pulling the bedsheets over her. Don't, he said, barely recognizing his own voice. Her eyes met his, and he said, I'll be your blanket.
Art,' she said.'My second favorite subject.'She gave him a shrewd look. 'You wish for me to ask you what your favorite is.''Am I so obvious?''You are only obvious when you wish to be.''And alas, it st...
Are you certain you'll be happy? she asked.Eloise smiled ruefully. It's a little late to wonder, don't you think?It might be too late to do anything about it, but it's never too late to wonder.
And what renders him so unmarriageable? Eloise asked.Francesca leveled a serious stare at her older sister. Eloise was mad if she thought she should set her cap for Michael.Well? Eloise prodded.He cou...
And then Alec had a providient thought. D'you want my sister?Octavia! Hugh gasped at him. isn't she twelve?