“Air swirled over her shoulders leaving a wake of chilled skin. To her left something stirred in the shadows. She blinked. The swordsman stood by the fire, as clear and solid as day. Her heart thundered in her ears so loud he must surely hear. She started to sit up, then remembered her naked state. Water sloshed in the tub.… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share
“She ran and didn't slow until she came to a hallway that terminated in a multipaned window of thick, old-fashioned glass. Her… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share Image
“Memories whirled in the back of her head. Not frightening this time. The owner of that voice made her smile. He protected… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share Image
“She was halfway to deep sleep when the door creaked, a noise loud enough to rouse her, yet soft enough to doubt her having… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share Image
“Sure, he'd kill, she didn't doubt that, but she got the impression he'd rather leave you maimed someplace so you could die nice and… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share Image
“Air swirled over her shoulders leaving a wake of chilled skin. To her left something stirred in the shadows. She blinked. The swordsman stood by the fire, as clear and solid as day. Her heart thundered in her ears so loud he must surely hear. She started to sit up, then remembered her naked state. Water sloshed in the tub.… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share
“He stopped moving for the space of a heartbeat. He bent his head to her shoulder and rocked his hips, pressing inside her. His hair fell forward around either side of his face, a frame of black, silky where it brushed her collarbone. “I am in paradise.” His hips rocked again. She closed her eyes tight. She felt his lips… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share
“What do you want most in life, Miss Willow?" "For my mother to be well." "Imagine you had that." His fingers rested on the nape of her neck. "What do you want for yourself?" "Peace on earth?" "Come, Miss Willow. I want a serious answer from you. Better yet, a selfish one." Though she stood inches from him, she seemed… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share
“He's not here. The Black Earl." "I know." "So, for the moment, we are safe from that madness." "I am always safe with you. No matter what happens, no matter what, I am safe with you and not with anyone else." He inhaled. "How long have you been seeing the Black Earl?" "A few days now." She bit her lower… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share
“You want to know why I love you. You brought light into my formerly gray existence.” He touched her cheek. “Until you, I never knew a woman could be both friend and lover. You saved me from the dark. I love you for what you are; strong and brave and kind. When I walk into a room and you are… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share
“Is it possible?” He could have sworn she was teasing. She shouldn’t have the energy for that. “What?” He lay next to her on his stomach, wrung out. Completely and utterly sated and yet thinking of the things he yet wanted to do to her. “You did.” Her voice was light, teasing even. “What?” “You begged, my lord.” He laughed… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share
“The tide will turn, Miss Willow." A smile lurked around his mouth, but no, that was not possible, that the earl of Tiern-Cope should smile, and at her. "It hasn't yet." "You may find the sea casts you onto the shores of paradise." His voice was low and soft, and Olivia felt her heart stir at the sound. "Or through… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share
“He headed for the door but stopped halfway. “I love you, Sophie. I love you with my soul.” Her bare arms held up the… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share Image
“Pleasure eased the edges of Tiern-Cope's face, and with his mouth curved in a smile he resembled his brother more than ever. But the eyes gave him away. They were cold, a lifeless, icy blue. He grasped the woman's hips, and this woman who had Olivia's copper hair and even her features, cried out in a low, guttural moan of… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share
“Their eyes met and locked. If Cumbria were to take the form of a man, here he stood. Half-tamed, and that half much in doubt, forbiddingly beautiful and dangerous to the unwary. A voice in the back of her head warned that she ought to keep her silence, but she plowed on. "You belong here." Without thought, she stepped toward… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share
