Shame can kill the imagination. It's hard to keep writing in the face of cultural derision. — Eloisa James Copy Share Image
“It was as if the world was presenting her with everything she wanted ... in all the wrong ways.” — Eloisa James Copy Share Image
“My eyes would have told you everything you wanted to know in the parlor ... You would never have spouted that drivel about how… — Eloisa James Copy Share Image
“Will Peter be joining us for tea, do you think?' 'I doubt it. Peter rarely returns home before late in the evening.' 'Oh.' Quill… — Eloisa James Copy Share Image
Oh, I have felt lust. And I've indulged lust. But no other woman has turned me into another person. — Eloisa James Copy Share Image
“One night she got into an argument with one of the scientists about the recent discovery of a new planet called Uranus [...] 'What… — Eloisa James Copy Share Image
“Marry me, Esme. Please. Honor me. I will honor you as your husband never did. Our marriage would be a remedy against sin, if… — Eloisa James Copy Share Image
“I would like, just once, for a woman to see me as other than a person with a coronet. Simply as a man, no… — Eloisa James Copy Share Image
“Didn't it say it all that Griffin couldn't make it to his own bloody front door without a cane? For all his was mahogany… — Eloisa James Copy Share Image
“You're confusing desire and love,' she said, watching him. 'They are not the same.' 'I do love you. I feel near to murder at… — Eloisa James Copy Share Image
In case there is any question in your mind," he said, cupping her face with his hands. "What I want, what I most desire,… — Eloisa James Copy Share Image
There's nothing I like more than meeting velvet clad peers while wrapped in a towel. — Eloisa James Copy Share Image
I have come to the conclusion that silence and time are the most precious commodities. — Eloisa James Copy Share Image
