“For more than a century now, Lady Beatrice Rockford (1811-1850) has been known as "that wicked American" and her husband, the fifth Duke of Wickersham, the victim forced to send her to the gallows. But these roles are ludicrously reversed.… — Alexandra Monir Copy Share Image
“I’m waiting for you,” he murmured, smiling a slow, familiar grin that seemed to hint at a secret between them. And for the first… — Alexandra Monir Copy Share Image
“Are you sure?" he asked in a low voice. "Because if I had the chance... I would spend every moment of every day with… — Alexandra Monir Copy Share Image
“Why must we spend so much of our lives missing people instead of being with them?” — Alexandra Monir Copy Share Image
“His eyes have a glint to them, like someone dreaming up a wild dare. There's nothing too safe about those eyes, nothing familiar.” — Alexandra Monir Copy Share Image
“There is nothing in this life that can destroy you but yourself. Bad things happen to everyone, but when they do, you can't just… — Alexandra Monir Copy Share Image
“Bad things happen to everyone, but when they do, you can't just fall apart and die. You have to fight back.” — Alexandra Monir Copy Share Image
“The late duchess wore around one finger a diamond icicle band, known as a water-stone in Elemental mythology. There is no definite word on where Lady Beatrice procured the water-stone, but legend has it that the stone appears to those who belong to it--those who are Elemental. My studies of Elementalism suggest that wearing the ring is a form of… — Alexandra Monir Copy Share
“I remember The way you used to hold me. I remember The thrill we used to share. We seem to be Strangers passing by… — Alexandra Monir Copy Share Image
“I know I can make my mark on this world, and not because of my last name - but because of my own talent.” — Alexandra Monir Copy Share Image
“what if the person you're meant to be with lives in another time?” — Alexandra Monir Copy Share Image
“I like that about you," I tell him. "And I like everything about you," he murmurs into my hair.” — Alexandra Monir Copy Share Image
“ I can't live in the normal world, I'm just chasing time I belong in that endless whirl The place where you're mine. ” — Alexandra Monir Copy Share Image
