Why do you want to know?The shrug again. Just wondering.Really. You’ve skipped your lawn tennis or duck hunting or whiskey drinking or whatever else people of your sort do all day, only to come all th...
Shocking, said one of a pair of fashionable young ladies seated upon a bench. She lifted her newspaper closer to her nose, scanning the print by the waning light. The spectacular loss of the Monfield...
You called me, I whispered.And you came, Jesse Holms answered, a green-eyed glance back at me, a half smile that dissolved my bones. Then we were moving hand in hand down the rotting plank stairs.
Don’t allow yourself to waste that chance. Don’t succumb to any…distractions.I could only imagine my expression. Miss Swanston lowered her candy-red lashes and glanced back at Armand.Oh, I said, swall...
Armand towed me up and Jesse hustled me away. I staggered against him, looking past his shoulder just in time to see my nightgown dance over the rim of the roof, a twirling, empty ballerina blowing aw...
All this is simply your reaction to my Gifts. You never loved me before, not in all those years. Now that you who I--what I can do, you've convinced yourself it's more than it is. Its simple instinct....
You’re naught but a human man. You couldn’t possibly understand. He lifted a brow, still smiling. Liar. Cutpurse. Runaway.Swindler!Coward, he said softly, and she jerked back.
You’re not human, Eleanore Jones. I think that somewhere inside you, you must know that. You must always have known. You’re not made of ordinary bone or blood but of something else completely.Really....
It wasn't only you, Lord Langford. It was this place, these people. This life. I want nothing to do with it.It's a bit late for that, Rue. Whether you like it or not, we are your blood. my blood.Aye,...
He had a swift and utterly lucid vision of himself in this position in thirty-odd years. Loathsome tea, hot steam, silver spoon, and fifty-year-old Chloe seated opposite him talking about clothing, be...
You are, after all, Armand’s inamorata of the moment.I gave up on the titles. I’m his what?Inamorata. It means I know what it means.She took in my face and slanted a smile. Dear me. Have I offended yo...
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