“Wallingford vaulted up from his chair. “You’ve come here so that I can mollify you and share in your belittling of Anais?… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Oh, God, I would give anything to change the past,” he gasped. “To make it so that the last thing you saw… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“She glared at him through tear-filled eyes. “You talk of your pain? You cannot even begin to understand the sacrifice I have… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“My dearest Lucy,” he said, his gaze never wavering from hers, “I would die for you.” — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Black would trust her with his secrets. He would protect hers. But did she trust him with her heart? Could she? She… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Matthew,” she murmured, her voice breaking. “How can I save you?” — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“The man was an enigma. One minute he was looking at her as though he would kiss her senseless, the next he… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Christ, he was empty, just a shell of himself. He had nothing to give, not even his seed.” — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“As I said, you have mistaken me for another. London is full of drab little peahens, sir. Now, then, I’m leaving,” she… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Why?” he screamed, letting the noise bellow out loud and ferocious. “Why can I not have some measure of peace?” he questioned.” — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Tilting her face back, he looked into her eyes. They were unfocused, unable to settle on his face. And the same terrifying… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Am I to die?” I asked, and he stopped, raised our joined hands to his mouth and gently kissed my knuckles. “You… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“...It’s always only ever been you. And it always will be, Beth. You have my heart. My love. And my regret that… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“You have a wild-eyed look, my Beth. What do you see?” “Don’t look at me,” she cried, now utterly unhinged. “Don’t look… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Tis not your time, my love,” he whispered. “You will not die tonight.” “Never,” I said to him, “for I have been… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“The first time I met death, it was at a ball and we danced a waltz.” — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“I’m,” he swallowed thickly, unsure of why he wanted-no needed to explain his behavior to her. “I am not comfortable amongst the… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“I won’t say it’s going to be easy for me, Madeline. I’ve lived too long in darkness and shadows, but if you’re… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“I’ll come back to you,” he whispered, not meaning to say it out loud. “And I will ravish you over breakfast, and… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Good evening, Miss Fairmont.” She saw Black sprawled out in a wingback chair, jacketless, the white shirt he wore unbuttoned to the… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“I do not know what to say, how to tempt you. If you had a price, I would pay it. If you… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“You kissed me, and I opened my eyes and thought you were Death. You were the most beautiful thing I had ever… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
