She looked up at him and said,"What did you say?" "You have beautiful eyes." "You told my father that he has beautiful eyes?" He smiled. "No. You distracted me. I told your father that, while I was very grateful for… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“He wanted to touch her, to tame her, to take her in his arms and make love to her until they were both exhausted and unable to think of anything beyond their embrace. He wanted to sink into her rich… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“You think my feelings toward you apathetic? You think you bore me?” “Don’t I?” He shook his head slowly, continuing toward her, stalking her… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
I never met Colleen McCullough; if I had, I probably would have cried and made a fool of myself. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
He raked his fingers through his hair. "She doesn't need me." Ralston smirked. "You are laboring under that mistaken impression that it is their… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
“Do you love him?' Isabel paused at the question ... She caught a glimpse of herself in a long looking glass, noting her shape… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
I practice loving-kindness meditation, which cultivates compassion and equanimity. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
“What do I win?” she whispered in his ear. He grinned. “What would you like?” “You.” So simple. So perfect. “I am yours,” he… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
By the time I was 10 or 12, I had discovered the lure of the romance genre - and the dusty copy of 'The… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
You plan to be a challenge, do you?" Juliana smiled angelically. "I agreed to remain, my lord. Not to remain silent. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
“She leveled Penelope with a look. “Penelope, you must think, darling! When your father dies! What then?” Lord Needham looked up from his pheasant.… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
In books by women and for women, it should come as no surprise that heroines are the heroes of the action, finding themselves, their… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
“She did not know how long he stood caressing her before he lifted her hand to his lips and pressed his mouth to the… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
As winter approaches - bringing cold weather and family drama - we crave page-turners, books made for long nights and tryptophan-induced sloth. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
No doubt, much of the joy of a great romance is the moment when these stoic heroes crack open and reveal themselves to their… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
