“Margaret in contrast held her head high, her cheeks flagged with a becoming rose color. She looked like a goddess enraged. A… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“He lived to see her smile, to make her laugh, to kiss her. He wanted to spend all day reading with her,… — Lauren Smith Copy Share Image
“He wanted to know her, possess her. All that fire flashing in her eyes when she thought he didn’t see, needed to… — Lauren Smith Copy Share Image
“He pulled back, staring at her in the dim carriage, his brows still knit. "Megs?" Oh, right. She still hadn't told him.… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“For the first time in a very long time, he yearned to see tomorrow. Tomorrow and the day after that and the… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“She took his length gently between her hands, her arms resting on his thighs, and looked up into his face. “I’m very,… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“Close your eyes, and lo, they are opened! But never shall they close again.” — Mary-Jean Harris Copy Share Image
“Remember, when truth gazes at you from her tallest zenith, why, it never really is the truth, is it? What is, is… — Mary-Jean Harris Copy Share Image
“I love you,” she said, speaking clearly so that there might be no confusion. “I love you utterly and completely. I love… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“Hmmm!” directed to Fai. “Is there such thing as an answer, Fai?” he asked, though by his tone, Wolfdon could tell he… — Mary-Jean Harris Copy Share Image
“He was aware, suddenly, of the chill condensing clammily on his skin, the smell of damp cobblestones, of the very air flowing… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“It was as though she faced a lion—raw beauty, extreme power and a posed threat—yet she couldn’t look away. He would devour… — Lauren Smith Copy Share Image
“No one could hear them over the carriage wheels, yet somehow it felt right to whisper. His eyes dropped to her gaping… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“That thought—that she was carrying his babe—steadied him enough to start off again. It was a strange but not unwelcome feeling to… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“I love you, Godric St. John, and now I'm breaking my word. I will not leave you. You may either come with… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“He looked down at her as he eased from the bed. Why such a creature of light and love and life should… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
