“The sky is the color of gray flannel, the darkness broken only by the dormer window of another early riser. The woman who lives in that attic painted her walls yellow, and the reflected light bounces out like a spring… — 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
“At some point Ewan had taken off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves. His forearms were bulging with muscle, and his shoulders appeared… — Eloisa James Copy Share Image
“The last person Jemma expected to welcome into her bedchamber that night was her husband. Though of course she would have to invite him… — Eloisa James Copy Share Image