Melanie Dickerson

“Oh, his kisses were so wonderful,”

— Melanie Dickerson

“Does anyone ever say no to you?” “Not often.”

— Melanie Dickerson

“For us mortals, love is greater than justice.”

— Melanie Dickerson

“You must let God’s love heal you.”

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“Because love was the best reason of all.”

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“Her feelings about marriage were . . . fanciful and unrealistic.”

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“Only the most passionate love could ever induce me to marry.”

— Melanie Dickerson

“Valten always did say you were the luckiest boy alive.”

— Melanie Dickerson

“She liked the sound of his name coming from her lips. It sounded friendly and familiar, as if they were old friends.…

— Melanie Dickerson

“As she held on to him and leaned against his side, she couldn’t seem to stop sighing. Or smiling. Or reliving his…

— Melanie Dickerson

“How can I ever be content married to anyone else but him? “Foolish, foolish girl.”

— Melanie Dickerson

“She was so beautiful when she smiled, but now was not the time to tell her so.”

— Melanie Dickerson

“Avelina’s insides melted at the memory of their kiss. Her lips still tingled. She”

— Melanie Dickerson

“Time blunts the pain and creates a mist over one’s memory — at least in the case of death and sorrow. Other…

— Melanie Dickerson

“Only the most passionate, forthright kind of love would ever induce her to enter the confining state of matrimony.”

— Melanie Dickerson

“Avelina was dizzy by the time he ended the kiss. The intense smolder in his dark-brown eyes made her breath hitch in…

— Melanie Dickerson

“Perhaps if he did not allow himself to look into her blue eyes, his head would not be overpowered by his heart.…

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“Thank you for saving my life.” His voice was rough and thick, and his throat bobbed. Her heart thumped against her chest.…

— Melanie Dickerson

“Then a woman of good character will be very attracted to you, will consider you a wonderful potential husband, even if she…

— Melanie Dickerson

“He was just what she wanted all those nights she dreamed of romantic love, of her own true love asking her to…

— Melanie Dickerson

“Stupid thing, crying. It changed absolutely nothing about the circumstances, but it made your eyes burn, made your face puffy and blotchy,…

— Melanie Dickerson

“For some reason it reminded her of his fingers caressing her cheek in the tiny room. But that thought, along with his…

— Melanie Dickerson

“He lowered his brows at her. “Avelina . . .” Her heart leapt inside her. He called her by her name instead…

— Melanie Dickerson

“He could not know how frightened Odette was of the man she had felt such an attraction to only minutes before, frightened…

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“Had his chancellor and his wife become enchanted by Lady Dorothea? He was not enchanted. He only wanted to delve deeper into…

— Melanie Dickerson

“Reinhart rubbed his face with his hand. He could still smell her light, flowery scent, like springtime and lilacs, could still feel…

— Melanie Dickerson

“God wants us all to strive to grow more like Jesus, to become holy as he is holy, but God has a…

— Melanie Dickerson

“Stand aside.” Jorgen pushed past Mathis. “What do you think you are—?” Mathis halted his objection as Jorgen threw back the sheet…

— Melanie Dickerson

“Tell me about one of your stories.” “Are you sure you want to hear about my stories? I think you would find…

— Melanie Dickerson

“Her heart swelled with an emotion she had never felt before. Did she dare call it love? For the second time tonight,…

— Melanie Dickerson

“But there’s something about him . . . He seemed gracious and humble, but humble in a . . . powerful way.…

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“Why could he not have chosen some other woman? Why Avelina? But he knew why. It was because she had seemed good…

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“Her eyelids drooped low. He could resist no longer. He bent and pressed his mouth to hers. He kissed her softly at…

— Melanie Dickerson

“With the mask covering half her face, she could think anything and no one would know. She felt almost as if she…

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“The way her eyes caught the light, the desperation in them . . . he wanted to memorize every nuance of her…

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“You picked the lock.” The king was staring at her again. “Yes, Your Majesty.” He suddenly burst out laughing, then nodded. He…

— Melanie Dickerson

“Do you think God has a different purpose for every person,' Gisela asked, 'or is his purpose the same for everyone?' ...…

— Melanie Dickerson

“You take the breath from my chest, you are so beautiful.” “Thank you.” The look in his eyes was everything she could…

— Melanie Dickerson

“Perhaps time is an inconsistent healer, but God can purge even the most painful memories.”

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“She stared up into his eyes. The way he was looking down at her made her heart flutter.”

— Melanie Dickerson