“Her touch became stronger, firmer, and he rewarded her skill with a low growl of pleasure.” — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“He wanted to touch her, to tame her, to take her in his arms and make love to her until they were… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Ralston." His name on her lips was harsh, pleading. "Yes?" "Don't stop," she whispered into the darkness. "Please." His teeth flashed in… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“ He meant for her to sit on his lap? She shook her head. "I couldn't." "You wanted to try the role… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Shall I loose you from your cage?" The words, laden with sensual promise, weakened her. He was offering her all the adventure… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
Oh, Callie-mine," Anne said, her voice taking on a tone she'd used when Callie was a little girl and crying over some… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“She did not know how long he stood caressing her before he lifted her hand to his lips and pressed his mouth… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“You think my feelings toward you apathetic? You think you bore me?” “Don’t I?” He shook his head slowly, continuing toward her,… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Chase picked up the card. “I’m happy to share from my personal experience, if you like.” Temple grinned at his hand. “And… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“He captured her wild gaze with his own. "Look at me, Empress. I want to see you come undone. I want to… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Left alone in the room with Gavin, Alex let out a sigh. "I fear I won't be able to find a way… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“He set his hands to her hips, guiding her up, then back down, slowly, showing her the movements, encouraging her exploration. "That's… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Oh." She moved against him, and it was his turn to gasp. "Oh... that's quite..." She moved again and he stilled her… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“You think I would take a wild lily and trim it to appear an English rose? You shall meet the ton as… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“As I've said before," she scoffed, "you're different." "How am I different?" his exasperation was clear. "Well, it seems you are my… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“He smiled, setting his forehead to hers. "you are very bad for me. I am trying to turn over a new leaf--I… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“He broke off the kiss then, running his lips across her cheek and setting them to her ear, taking the soft lobe… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“As I've said before," she scoffed, "you're different." "How am I different?" his exasperation was clear. "Well, it seems you are my… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Leave it to the English to fabricate a lake,” she tossed over her shoulder to Carla, who snickered. “And leave it to… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“With a single, delicious thrust, he was inside her, and she belatedly realized that there was no pain, no discomfort as there… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“My lord?” Nick turned at the tentative, feminine voice, to find two young women standing nearby, watching him eagerly. Nick spoke, wary.… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“What did she say that has you so eager to take a beating?" Bourne ignored the question, the explosion of pain in… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“She pushed and elbowed and knocked and strained to catch him, and finally, she did, reaching out for his hand--adoring the fact… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“I'm not a wife, or a mother, or a pillar of the ton," she waved her unharmed arm as though the life… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“I forbid you from frequenting taverns, public houses, or other establishments of vice.” She snorted in amusement. “Establishments of vice? That’s a… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“I'm not going anywhere, Empress," he said with a wicked smile. "I merely want a better look." He had lifted her skirts… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“And all of a sudden, she knew. He was going to kiss her. And she wanted him to. More than she could… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Nick continued, unable to keep the smug smile form his lips. "Shall I tell you what I would do if I discovered… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Enlighten me, Lord Blackmoor, how should I be wooed, as you put it? I am intrigued by your obvious expertise." He was… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“You think my feelings toward you apathetic? You think you bore me?” “Don’t I?” He shook his head slowly, continuing toward her, stalking her… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
I never met Colleen McCullough; if I had, I probably would have cried and made a fool of myself. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
He raked his fingers through his hair. "She doesn't need me." Ralston smirked. "You are laboring under that mistaken impression that it is their… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
“Do you love him?' Isabel paused at the question ... She caught a glimpse of herself in a long looking glass, noting her shape… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
I practice loving-kindness meditation, which cultivates compassion and equanimity. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
“What do I win?” she whispered in his ear. He grinned. “What would you like?” “You.” So simple. So perfect. “I am yours,” he… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
By the time I was 10 or 12, I had discovered the lure of the romance genre - and the dusty copy of 'The… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
You plan to be a challenge, do you?" Juliana smiled angelically. "I agreed to remain, my lord. Not to remain silent. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
“She leveled Penelope with a look. “Penelope, you must think, darling! When your father dies! What then?” Lord Needham looked up from his pheasant.… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
In books by women and for women, it should come as no surprise that heroines are the heroes of the action, finding themselves, their… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
“She did not know how long he stood caressing her before he lifted her hand to his lips and pressed his mouth to the… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
As winter approaches - bringing cold weather and family drama - we crave page-turners, books made for long nights and tryptophan-induced sloth. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
No doubt, much of the joy of a great romance is the moment when these stoic heroes crack open and reveal themselves to their… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share
