Narrow-eyed, Vane watched her go, watched her hips sway as she glided along. He remained in the archway until she reached her door. He heard it shut behind her.Slowly, very slowly, his features eased,...
One question I feel compelled to ask; Before they agreed to marry, did all the Cynster females behave as irrationally as Heather is?He glanced briefly up, but Richard didn't look up from the lure he w...
Patience looked at Vane and saw him dismount- by bringing his leg over the saddlebow and sliding to the ground, landing on his feet. She blinked, and he was by her side.His hands closed about her wais...
Patience snuggled closer to the warm wall of his chest. He adjusted his hold; his hands slid about her waist, beneath her cloak. He drew her more firmly against him, shifting so she was trapped- very...
Perhaps... Resuming his rake's persona, investing every movement with languid grace, he shifted forward, closer. Held her gaze. You could teach me what it is you need. He let his gaze drift from her e...
Samo zato što mu je sudbina pokazala vodu, nije značilo da je mora piti.
Sane women did not marry tyrants.
Sarah rode with him and felt her body rejoice, felt her senses whirl and sing with pleasure. She was exquisitely conscious, to her fingernails aware of the shattering intimacy of their joining. Eyes c...
Conservations
She searched his face. Why did you do this -- go to all this trouble, indulge in what I'm sure will prove a shockingly hideous expense?He returned he gaze steadily You like music.It was that simple --...
Very well-why don't you make your case? And perhaps if she listened and closely observed, she might get some hint of what, beneath the words, behind his so often impassive mask, was really going on in...
You, me---we're not the same, but we---our lives---somehow fit together.
He'd slumped beside her. You can't fear losing me half as much as I fear losing you. It had been a grudging admission; he'd thought her already asleep.
So what, then-his voice deepened, softened, the suave tones sliding over her skin-will it take to convince you that you should-indeed, ought to-marry me?He let her look into his eyes, for once didn't...
So, he murmured, his tone deep, nothing of any moment happened here.Her gaze transfixed by the long strip of linen, Patience tried to speak and couldn't- she shook her head.Good. The word was a feral...
That woman who was her true self saw Lord Sebastian Cynster, Marquess of Earith, as, quite simply, hers.
That's obviously my cue to depart.Patience grinned. Coward, she whispered, as he passed her chair.A heartbeat later, he'd swung about and bent over her, his breath feathering the side of her neck. His...
With a soft, evocative sigh she eased, her body giving, accepting. Instinctively she contracted the muscles of her stretched sheath, felt him there, and shivered.Gritting his teeth against the inevita...
They were also invincibly arrogant, a characteristic fueled by the fact that they were, by and large, as talented as they thought themselves, a situation which engendered in less-favored mortals a cer...
Wasn’t the butler who looked out but Marcus Cynster.
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