“You're like someone from a fairy story written in a language I don't even know." "The prince, I hope." "No, you're the… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Amelia, if we have children… will you mind that they're part Roma?" "Not if you don't mind that they're part Hathaway.” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“I'd agree with you, except that agreeing with you probably means I'm on the wrong side of the argument." "-Cam Rohan” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Any man," she muttered, "who wanted to marry into the Hathaway family after this should be shut away in an institution." "Marriage… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“He couldn't change the fact of what he was, nor would he be able to shield Amelia from all the arrows that… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Rohan was a young half-gypsy with dark hair and bright hazel eyes. They had only met once, when Rohan had stolen a… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“He looked disheveled and disreputable, like an outlaw on the run. A smile came to his lips, while he stared at her… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“He kissed her as if he could breathe her in. Fierce kisses, hard ones, teasingly articulate ones, soft enticing ones, kiss to… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Although Daisy was still an innocent, she understood enough of sexual matters to be aware that one's body could respond to a… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“It was the Gypsy, the boy with the eyes of a hungry panther. He had removed his coat and waistcoat... and his… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“It was a popular belief in Victorian society that women, with their mercurial natures and lesser brains, could not have the same quality of… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Just don't ask me to stand up with you at the wedding, as I have no desire to be a hypocrite." "No, just an… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Why isn't it enough that I'm willing to submit to you?' Poppy asked, her own temper flaring. 'Why must I be eager to lie… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Then, as now, there were always girls who were overlooked and ignored by gentlemen who really should have known better.” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You've always been a know-it-all. Well, you're about to find out how much you don't know." "Believe me," I muttered, "I'm the first one… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
One glance and I knew exactly who and what he was. The classic alpha male, the kind who had spurred evolution forward about five… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I always counsel aspiring novelists that passion is the most important quality for a writer to possess - technique can be taught, but that… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Sometimes you meet a really nice guy, but no matter how you try, you can’t seem to make yourself want him. But that’s not… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Risking a glance at the dignified young man beside her- what was his name?- Mr. Arthurson, Arterton?- Pandora decided to try her hand at… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You'll be my wife," he said inexorably. "You want to own me!" she accused, trying to crawl away from him. "Yes." He flung her… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
And then another letter had come from Christopher, so devastating that Amelia wondered how mere scratches of ink on paper could rip someone's soul… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You thought I was peculiar,” she said in a muffled voice. His mouth brushed the edge of her ear and settled against her neck.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
