“When Crystal May woke up the next morning, she felt like she'd died and gone to heaven. She rolled over on her back, her sleepy eyes blinking in the sunlight. The window curtains were frilly and feminine, softening the light… — Carol Storm Copy Share Image
“I'm serious, baby. The Doors are the only western rock band that really gets the heart and soul of Japan. A samurai knows that he can die at any time. That's what makes life precious. And don't even talk to me about lame hippie whiners like John Fogerty and Creedence Clearwater revival. Jim Morrison . . . samurai! John Fogerty . . . ham on rye!” — Carol Storm Copy Share
“Lady Margaret's icy blue eyes were enough to give Charity chills -- but the brandy in the cut-glass decanter was enough to melt the… — Carol Storm Copy Share Image
“When Crystal May woke up the next morning, she felt like she'd died and gone to heaven. She rolled over on her back, her… — Carol Storm Copy Share Image
“Lucky Harris was getting to him. His sexy little captive had gotten under his skin. He wanted her, and yet he could not bring… — Carol Storm Copy Share Image
“Charity turned over and hugged the pillow, a quote from Newton making her smile. Sleeping late was really more scientific than working out. After… — Carol Storm Copy Share Image
“Charity shook her head, struggling to get back into the flow of Lady Margaret's crisply worded presentation. Brandy brought sleep, and a temporary escape… — Carol Storm Copy Share Image
