I’ve lost someone, too. And there were no rules for how to deal with the death of someone you loved. You had to accept that the loss would always stay with you, like a reminder note pinned to the insi...
Interrupting what promised to be a long spate of fatherly advice, St. Vincent said in a clipped voice, It’s not a love match. It’s a marriage of convenience, and there’s not enough warmth between us t...
I spent most of my youth hauling sides of beef and pork to my father's shop. Carrying you is far more enjoyable.How sweet, Annabelle mumbled sickly, her eyes closed. Every woman dreams of being told t...
I don’t want to be a widow, I don’t want Michael Bayning, and I don’t want you to joke about such things, you tactless clodpole!As all three of them stared at her openmouthed, Poppy leapt up and stalk...
I am running after you, and life, in desperate pursuit. My dream is that someday you will both turn and let me catch you. That dream carries me through every night... I have enclosed a hundred kisses...
A woman could do that to you - reach that place in your soul where the best and worst of you was kept. And once she was there, she owned that place and never left.
A good conversation always involves a certain amount of complaining. I like to bond over mutual hatreds and petty grievances.
…I love you. I love you desperately, violently, tenderly, completely. I want you in ways that I know you would find shocking……I want to talk with you forever. I remember every word you've ever said to...
You’re mad, he said in a low voice, if you think I would leave you now. I’ll see you safe and well no matter what it takes.
You fault me for having standards?' Sebastian countered icily.'Not at all. I fault you for having two sets of them.'~ Sebastian, Lord St. Vincent & Cam Rohan.
You don’t annoy me. Carefully he rebuttoned the placket of her shirt. I thought you did, at first. But now I realize it was more like the feeling you get when your foot’s been asleep. And when you sta...
When you're walking through the darkness, you can't depend on anything or anyone else to light your way. You have to rely on whatever sparks you've got inside you. Or you're going to get lost.
Was this some new level of depravity? Had he developed a spinster fetish?
I think the busiest people are often the loneliest.
Hell was not a pit of fire and brimstone. Hell was waking up alone, the sheets wet with your tears and your seed, knowing the woman you had dreamed of would never come back to you.
Feeling the slight tremor of his fingers against her skin, Daisy was emboldened to remark, I’ve never been attracted to tall men before. But you make me feel— If you don’t keep quiet, he interrupted c...
Cat doesn’t have to work. She’s a woman of independent means. I settled enough money on her to allow her the freedom to do anything she wished. She went to boarding school for four years, and stayed t...
The chef turned back to the housekeeper. Why is there doubt about the relations between Monsieur and Madame Rutledge?The sheets, she said succinctly.Jake nearly choked on his pastry. You have the hous...
I've never wanted to be loved. And God Knows no one's done it yet.
I didn't want to give you the one last part of myself that I couldn't take back. And then you were gone... And I realized it was already yours. It had been since the beginning. Except that I hadn't to...