“Once she had managed to compose herself enough for sleep, Sara slept as if she never wanted to wake up. In her… — Rosemary Rogers Copy Share Image
“Lalie had helped her undress, down to her sheer silk shift, and Marisa had removed even that, feeling stifled by the moist… — Rosemary Rogers Copy Share Image
“Afterward, Sara didn't really remember falling asleep, still wearing her robe although she meant to get dressed and had had Serafina lay… — Rosemary Rogers Copy Share Image
“I'm here to do whatever Mademoiselle might desire me to do for her," Ayesha said, in her soft voice. "It will be my pleasure… — Rosemary Rogers Copy Share Image
“His lips touched the back of her neck and moved along her stubborn shoulder. One hand stroked her breasts, and the other moved unerringly… — Rosemary Rogers Copy Share Image
First romance, first love, is something so special to all of us, both emotionally and physically, that it touches our lives and enriches them… — Rosemary Rogers Copy Share Image
“I find that by some unfortunate chance I continue to want you, you jade-eyed sorceress with your wanton gold body and your calculating little… — Rosemary Rogers Copy Share Image
“Oh, he'd be back all right! Giving her the last laugh before she moved out. And that was why she hadn't moved out yet.… — Rosemary Rogers Copy Share Image
“Once she had managed to compose herself enough for sleep, Sara slept as if she never wanted to wake up. In her dreams she… — Rosemary Rogers Copy Share Image
“Laura decided to send a cable to Lady Honoria after all, on the chance that she might still reach her in Baden-Baden. But while… — Rosemary Rogers Copy Share Image
“Lalie had helped her undress, down to her sheer silk shift, and Marisa had removed even that, feeling stifled by the moist heat and… — Rosemary Rogers Copy Share Image
“Afterward, Sara didn't really remember falling asleep, still wearing her robe although she meant to get dressed and had had Serafina lay out a… — Rosemary Rogers Copy Share Image
“Sara fled upstairs as if the devil himself had been after her, leaning, gasping for breath against the thick wooden door that had no… — Rosemary Rogers Copy Share Image
