Ah, Ivy, thought Alexia happily, spreading a verbal fog wherever she goes. — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
“He was awfully good at being aristocratic. Alexia, on the other hand, was only good at being autocratic. Not quite the same… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
“How ghastly for her,” said Alexia, driven beyond endurance into comment. “People actually thinking, with their brains, and right next door. Oh,… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
“How did that saying go? Alexia wondered. Ah, yes, “Brash as an American.” Well, they had won their independence somehow, and it… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
“The big male gestured to a chair in the corner. "Mind if I sit?" She nodded her acquiescence. "Go right ahead. That… — Elisabeth Staab Copy Share Image
“Alexia seemed to recall hearing one matron complain that the Italians were very passionate in their support of balls.” — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
Why Alexia that is quite beautiful. It does ot reflect your customary taste at all approved Miss Hisselpenny with glee. Trust Ivy… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
It was a constant source of amazement to Alexia that the only thing she had ever done in her entire life that… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
“Alexia was not a particularly musical person, and her husband, a noted opera singer in his human days, had once described her… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
Someone was trying to kill Lady Alexia Maccon. It was most inconvenient, as she was in a dreadful hurry. Given her previous… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
“Alexia decided, then and there, that Lord Conall Maccon clearly had only two modes of operation: annoyed and aroused. She wondered which… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
“Mrs. Loontwill’s face, that of a pretty woman who had aged without realizing it, screwed itself up into a grimace Alexia supposed… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
Alexia blinked stupidly at the Beta from around the earl’s upper arm. Her heart was doing crazy things, and she still could… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
She boasted the general battle-ax demeanor of an especially strict governess. This was the kind of woman who took her tea black,… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
My friend alexia that I never and I mean never talk to cuz I'm in trouble messsaged me on here today tha… — Patience Copy Share Image
“Alexia had, in part, compensated for a lack of soul through the liberal application of manners. This was rather like donning an… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
“We realy must work on our communitcation. Perhaps if you were not so constantly intrested in other forms of intimacy, I might… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
A true friend is one who runs after you in the middle of class when you walk out crying... and yes this… — Patience Copy Share Image
