“But it did not stop her from wishing that it had all been different. Wishing that she had had the chance to… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
She winced, knowing what was to come, "Calpurnia." She closed her eyes again, embarrassed by the extravagant name - a name with… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“{Calpurnia)"My mother…she’s desperate for a daughter she can dress like a porcelain doll. Sadly, I shall never be such a child. How… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
Ralston didn't care. He turned on his brother as the surgeon knelt next to him and inspected the wound. "She could have… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“I believe she is Selene, goddess of the moon." "She looks so content." "You sound surprised." "Well," Callie said tentatively, "Selene is… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Do you think me horselike, my lord?" Realizing the threat to his personage, Blackmoor wiped the smile from his face and replied,… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“What is your name?" he asked softly. She winced, knowing what was to come, "Calpurnia." She closed her eyes again, embarrassed by… — 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 Image
I never met Colleen McCullough; if I had, I probably would have cried and made a fool of myself. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
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 Image
“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 Image
I practice loving-kindness meditation, which cultivates compassion and equanimity. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
And... as long as they need me, it's easier to forget that I am alone. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
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 Image
