I didn't ask you to catch me!" "You're so delightful when you're irrational. Of course I'm going to catch you." He slid… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“Right,” I said once more, because it sounded firm, and because Armand’s brittle desolation was beginning to eat at me. None of… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“Whats it like, to be in love? The servants speak of it when they think I can't hear. I only wonder." Lia… — Shana Abé Copy Share Image
“Whether you like it or not, we are your blood." " Half my blood." "Aye," agreed the marquess, sober. "Although 'twould seem… — Shana Abé Copy Share Image
“How good to see you, Miss Jones.” That debonair tone, the friendly press of his hand upon mine. It was such a… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“I guess you'll have to be a sodding duke now," I tried-clumsy, tasteless, and he only winced. "Sorry." I covered his hand… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“He had a swift and utterly lucid vision of himself in this position in thirty-odd years. Loathsome tea, hot steam, silver spoon,… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“They fire lots of bullets very, very quickly. Quicker than anything else.” I looked up and around the bedroom, the mismatched furniture,… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“You are, after all, Armand’s inamorata of the moment.” I gave up on the titles. “I’m his what?” “Inamorata. It means lover.… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“Don’t allow yourself to waste that chance. Don’t succumb to any…distractions.” I could only imagine my expression. Miss Swanston lowered her candy-red… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“Armand towed me up and Jesse hustled me away. I staggered against him, looking past his shoulder just in time to see… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“The duke’s son and the pauper girl. I suppose as a couple we were the most interesting thing in view. I took… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“Don’t worry. If we sink, we’ll swim together to shore. We’ll use your bewitching chapeau as a float.” The nose of the… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“Armand needs to see you. He’s had all this time to think things through. He’ll have questions. He’d rather go to you… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“I’ll start in the air,” I said, far more steadily than I thought I could, considering. I knelt to tie the shirt… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“But Holms had proven stalwart and valiant. When Miss Jones had shown up to discover them in the castle hallway, because she’d… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“You need to get home, both of you. Louis, I’d like to keep the letters here, if you don’t mind. I want… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“You’d better marry her before she reaches eighteen and the spell wears off,” I said. “Spell?” “Yes. The one that’s hiding her… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“Why do you want to know?” The shrug again. “Just wondering.” “Really. You’ve skipped your lawn tennis or duck hunting or whiskey… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“I’m spending until dawn with you,” I said firmly. “Don’t bother to argue.” “God forbid,” said Jesse, solemn. I pushed past him… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“Stop,” Jesse said. I stared up at him, almost panting with fear. “Stop, beloved,” he said more gently, and took up my… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“How long have you known about him?” I asked Jesse, using my free hand to gesture toward his guest. “Forever. Nearly as… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“I pulled at the knot again and heard threads begin to pop. “Allow me, Miss Jones,” said Armand, right at my back.… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“My, my,” Chloe murmured, studying the chocolate she held. “I do believe this one’s gone off. It stinks like a cesspit.” Her… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“Hullo,” he said sleepily, rubbing a hand along his jaw. He’s here in my room, right in the middle of the afternoon.… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“What is what?” asked Armand. “I don’t hear anything.” I hadn’t taken my eyes from Jesse. “There’s more than one. Two at… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“I hate it here. I hate everyone here. I hate that I am so different. I love it here and I want to belong… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“How good to see you, Miss Jones.” That debonair tone, the friendly press of his hand upon mine. It was such a contrast to… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“You’re naught but a human man. You couldn’t possibly understand.” He lifted a brow, still smiling. “Liar.” “Cutpurse.” “Runaway.” “Swindler! “Coward,” he said softly,… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“He had a swift and utterly lucid vision of himself in this position in thirty-odd years. Loathsome tea, hot steam, silver spoon, and fifty-year-old… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“Why do you want to know?” The shrug again. “Just wondering.” “Really. You’ve skipped your lawn tennis or duck hunting or whiskey drinking or… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“She was too compelling to look at directly. Bright like the sun, bright and terrible. Only one other being could look upon her, and… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“You said I was pretty, before." "Did I?" A new laugh escaped him, mirthless. "How unoriginal. I must be the master of understatement. I… — Shana Abé Copy Share Image
“I thought that ground fire couldn’t reach the zeppelins,” I said. “I thought that guns on the ground didn’t have the range.” “Eleanore. Do… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“Something inside his chest unlocked--wildly, slowly, a peculiar sort of melting. He was lost. He was the thorn and the thistle, blown upon her… — Shana Abé Copy Share Image
“Right,” I said once more, because it sounded firm, and because Armand’s brittle desolation was beginning to eat at me. None of this, after… — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“She did what she could for him. She kissed him in return. She lost her breath and both her hearts, and finally Turned to… — Shana Abé Copy Share Image
“Your Royal Grace, Forgive my boldness. If I might inquire: How old are you? —Kimber” — Shana Abé Copy Share Image
