“He recognized her deft hand and eye for detail immediately. He flipped through the pages, past vignettes of the dairymaid and her… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“The love of books was an instant connection, and a true boon for a girl who tended toward shyness, because it was… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“He flipped through the book as he ambled toward her. "Good God. There are whole pages of description. The roguish wave of… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“He could not look at her, be near her, think of her, and keep the Kestrel afloat at the same time. No… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“She tucked a stray wisp of dark hair behind her ear. Then she licked her fingertip and turned the page. His knees… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“It seemed any young woman at odds with her place in life--be she a genteel lady or a serving girl--might find a… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
Dedication: For librarians and booksellers everywhere, who gather books and build shelters for tender souls. — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“But…but that’s tragic! To go through life without color? Unable to appreciate art, or beauty?” He laughed. “Now, sweet-hold your brush before… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“I grew up a PK ("preacher's kid"). Emma, the heroine of this book, is a vicar's daughter. I want to make clear… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
Anne Barton is a delightful new voice in historical romance! Once She Was Tempted is a charming read, with characters who are… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“I still have no choice but to bring out Minerva instead.” “But Minerva doesn’t care about men,” young Charlotte said helpfully. “She… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“This explains so much," she said, clucking her tongue in mother-hen fashion. "You're compensating for this withered appendage." Withered appendage? What the devil was… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“You think a few features scattered on your face make you plain? I am ugly to the core. All England knows it. And after… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“I’d be more than happy to let you survey my physical perfection in its entirety. But only if I get to see you, too.”… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“Words for everyday showers of prettiness, and the kind of misty loveliness that disappears whenever you try to grasp it. Beauty that’s heralded by… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“ The captain? Sophia stood staring numbly after him. Had he just said he’d introduce her to the captain? Of someone else was the… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“Madeline stood before him in a gown of rich, emerald-green silk. The low-cut bodice did miraculous things for her bosom, and the vibrant color… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“And she was well-enough acquainted with loneliness to understand that the worst part wasn't having nobody caring for you - it was having nobody… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“He stood in the doorway to a side chamber, bared to the waist and dripping. He propped one shoulder against the doorway and clutched… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“And you claim to be feeling this way. Floatish. Singsong-ish. About me.” She sighed. “Yes.” “That’s absurd.” “I know, but I can’t seem to… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“No, of course she didn't say it. But there is no other reason she should have called, except to pave the way for her… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“And there it was. The prim face of censure he’d been seeking. A strange sense of satisfaction descended on him. Divine justice, perhaps. Other… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“Another sketch-this one of Gabriel-hung on the all above the water cask. It swiveled gently on a single tack; or rather, the paper hung… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
