“Only the most passionate, forthright kind of love would ever induce her to enter the confining state of matrimony.” — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“How can I ever be content married to anyone else but him? “Foolish, foolish girl.” — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“Her feelings about marriage were . . . fanciful and unrealistic.” — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“He considered telling her that she could, and often, if she married him.” — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“Reinhart frowned at him. “I am surprised you are so quick to allude to your new wife’s lawbreaking activities.” “She would not… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“He had avoided thoughts of marriage as long as he was still a gamekeeper, but seeing that couple, he felt a slight… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“A new husband and wife need a home. And now I insist you take to wife this lawless young woman as quickly… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“King Karl sent his own musicians and minstrels to entertain at the wedding feast. The first night they sang the song they… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“A suggestion from most people is a suggestion, but a suggestion from the king is a command. No, my lord, I believe… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“Tell me about one of your stories.” “Are you sure you want to hear about my stories? I think you would find… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“Had his chancellor and his wife become enchanted by Lady Dorothea? He was not enchanted. He only wanted to delve deeper into… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“And although he had never thought a wife with strong opinions was a good thing, he actually found he liked her opinions—or… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“When can we marry?” She sounded breathless. Was she so eager? His breath hitched again. “The margrave said I should take my… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“I choose to be my wife the noblest and most worthy lady . . . Lady Dorothea of Plimmwald.” The floor seemed… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“Lord Thornbeck lifted her onto the saddle. He looked her in the eye, and her breath stilled in her chest. There was such an… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share
“Thank you for saving my life.” His voice was rough and thick, and his throat bobbed. Her heart thumped against her chest. As he… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share
“I do like Jorgen.” She sighed. A tingle went down her arms as she imagined his face, his smile, his eyes, the way he… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share
“He had danced with fair maidens before, but Odette was different. She was graceful and beautiful, but there was something in her eyes and… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share
“Oh, that is very generous of you.” And thoughtful. Her heart stirred strangely inside her as she looked up into his warm brown eyes.… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share
“JORGEN KISSED HER like a man dying of thirst and she was the only source of water. He took her breath away. Odette was… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share
“You like Jorgen. Ja, go on,” Anna prompted her. “Jorgen is . . .” “Kind? Handsome? In love with you?” “In love with me?… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share
“He could neither love her nor marry her. Besides, she was impertinent and opinionated, two of the very worst traits a woman could have.… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share
“A shiver went up her spine. Part of her wanted to lean toward him so she could see deeper into his brown eyes, to… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share
“Reinhart frowned at him. “I am surprised you are so quick to allude to your new wife’s lawbreaking activities.” “She would not be breaking… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share
“She had no right to enjoy his touch. She was a terrible friend in that moment, because she wanted him. Oh, how she wanted… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share
“How can I ever be content married to anyone else but him? “Foolish, foolish girl.” — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share
“I'm proud of my carefree behaviour [...] I am boisterous, when I choose to be, and simply because I don't behave like a wan… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share
“What she wanted was for him to kiss her again. But they should not be kissing at all!” — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share
“Avelina raised her hand to her face, the one Lord Thornbeck had squeezed a moment ago, and was overcome by his familiar scent—the smell… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share
