“This explains so much," she said, clucking her tongue in mother-hen fashion. "You're compensating for this withered appendage." Withered appendage? What the… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“And you claim to be feeling this way. Floatish. Singsong-ish. About me.” She sighed. “Yes.” “That’s absurd.” “I know, but I can’t… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“If I choose to make a darling of you, there is nothing you can do about it.” “Of course there’s something I… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“She smiled. “Do you know, I suspected you were a good man, deep down. Even if very, very, very deep down. In… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“Griff had never been the fanciful sort, even as a boy. When he was with Pauline, the world was different. She forced… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“That was, perhaps, the most unfeeling proposal she could imagine. The man was cynical, insensitive, condescending, rude. And she was definitely going… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“I know what you’re thinking, Miss Gladstone.” She doubted it. “You’re incredulous. How could a woman of your standing possibly ascend to… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“Because I can only love you entirely. With everything I am, and everything I ever will be. Body, mind, heart, soul.” -… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“This was now officially the most inane conversation in which Griff had ever been a participant—and that included a drunken debate with… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“I lived in the grip of laudanum. I know what it is to crave. To tremble with wanting, be ruled by need.… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“If it’s a wife you want,” she said, “surely you could find many women—many well-bred ladies—who would be willing to marry you.”… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“She tucked a stray wisp of dark hair behind her ear. Then she licked her fingertip and turned the page. His knees… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“You are wet, and you are cold. You don’t like being cold. Therefore, I despise you being cold. I would go about… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“Would you like more sauce, sweeting?” His fingers strangled the stem of his wineglass. She could practically hear the grapes calling for… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“He lay on the bed, freshly shaven and washed, legs crossed at the ankles and arms propped behind his head. His posture… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“You’re my home, Susanna. My home, my heart, my dearest love. Wherever you are, that’s where I belong. Always.” - Victor Bramwell,… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“Are you—” There seemed no way to say it but to say it. “Your Grace, are you trying to get me into… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“You’re here,”he repeated, taking her hand and drawing it against his chest, right above his pounding heartbeat. “In my heart. Somehow you… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“You’re mine,” he said hoarsely, lifting his head and staring deep into her eyes, willing her to believe. “If you leave, I… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“He had to be joking. “You can’t be asking me to marry you.” He sighed with annoyance. “I am a duke. I’m… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“I don't care who he is. He needs to disappear." Ransom turned and called out the window. "For the love of G-d… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“I’m offering you a title and fortune. All you have to do is lie back in the dark, then spend nine months… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“Everything in his life backfired. First that rocket at Waterloo. Then his engagement. Now this whole blasted arrangement with Emma. Despite the… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“This explains so much," she said, clucking her tongue in mother-hen fashion. "You're compensating for this withered appendage." Withered appendage? What the devil was… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“You think a few features scattered on your face make you plain? I am ugly to the core. All England knows it. And after… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“I’d be more than happy to let you survey my physical perfection in its entirety. But only if I get to see you, too.”… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“Words for everyday showers of prettiness, and the kind of misty loveliness that disappears whenever you try to grasp it. Beauty that’s heralded by… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“ The captain? Sophia stood staring numbly after him. Had he just said he’d introduce her to the captain? Of someone else was the… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“Madeline stood before him in a gown of rich, emerald-green silk. The low-cut bodice did miraculous things for her bosom, and the vibrant color… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“And she was well-enough acquainted with loneliness to understand that the worst part wasn't having nobody caring for you - it was having nobody… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“He stood in the doorway to a side chamber, bared to the waist and dripping. He propped one shoulder against the doorway and clutched… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“And you claim to be feeling this way. Floatish. Singsong-ish. About me.” She sighed. “Yes.” “That’s absurd.” “I know, but I can’t seem to… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“No, of course she didn't say it. But there is no other reason she should have called, except to pave the way for her… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“And there it was. The prim face of censure he’d been seeking. A strange sense of satisfaction descended on him. Divine justice, perhaps. Other… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“Another sketch-this one of Gabriel-hung on the all above the water cask. It swiveled gently on a single tack; or rather, the paper hung… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
