“His hands tightened on her shoulders as the truth washed over him. My God, she really had told him yes. He opened his mouth to ask if she was certain then didn’t. If he did, she might change her mind,… — 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… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share Image
“He stopped moving for the space of a heartbeat. He bent his head to her shoulder and rocked his hips, pressing inside her. His… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share Image
“What do you want most in life, Miss Willow?" "For my mother to be well." "Imagine you had that." His fingers rested on the… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share Image
“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.… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share Image
“You want to know why I love you. You brought light into my formerly gray existence.” He touched her cheek. “Until you, I never… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share Image
“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… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share Image
“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… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share Image
“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… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share Image
“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… — Carolyn Jewel Copy Share Image
