One glance and I knew exactly who and what he was. The classic alpha male, the kind who had spurred evolution forward… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
What kind of wedding would you like?" he asked, and stole another kiss before she could reply. "The kind that turns you… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
That is kind of you, my lord. But I will never dance with you.' Which, of course, made it the goal of… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
And you're not the kind of girl I want." Surely he couldn't mean the fact that I was Mexican. From what I… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
You deserve someone better than me. Someone young and idealistic…someone who can experience things for the first time along with you. I'm… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
How old are you? Twelve?" "Fourteen & three quarters." His eyes sparkled. "You're kind of little for fourteen and three quarters." "Am… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
The way glass can be molded or blown or cut into any kind of shape made me think about how we as… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
The look of experience suited him, especially because somewhere deep in those eyes, there still lurked a dangerous invitation to play. He… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I'm not the marrying kind -" St. Vincent snorted. "No man is. Marriage is a female invention. — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I felt the kind of loneliness that can happen in a roomful of people when everyone but you seems to be in… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
My ultimate crush may be Judith McNaught - I met her once more than 20 years ago, and she was incredibly kind… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I love you, he thought, looking at Win. I love every part of you, every thought and word...the entire complex, fascinating bundle… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Want to try it?" Dad offered, patting the arm of the chair. "Fifteen different kinds of massage. It analyzes your back muscles… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Because letting someone in close meant they could hurt you. I knew all about that kind of fear. I lived with it. — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I'm coming to believe that there are two kinds of people... those who choose to be masters of their own fate and… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I want you any way I can get you. Not because you’re beautiful or clever or kind or adorable, although devil knows… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
It was a good hald minute before I looked over at Todd. his eyes were slightly foggy, like he was waking up-… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I realized I wasn't going to find a man until I was willing to expose myself to possible harm, to assume the… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
The Travises who had survived were the most purely stubborn people on earth, the kind who relied on their backbones when their… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
One of the blessings human beings take for granted is the ability to remember pain without re-feeling it. The pain of the… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“It was a popular belief in Victorian society that women, with their mercurial natures and lesser brains, could not have the same quality of… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Just don't ask me to stand up with you at the wedding, as I have no desire to be a hypocrite." "No, just an… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Why isn't it enough that I'm willing to submit to you?' Poppy asked, her own temper flaring. 'Why must I be eager to lie… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Then, as now, there were always girls who were overlooked and ignored by gentlemen who really should have known better.” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You've always been a know-it-all. Well, you're about to find out how much you don't know." "Believe me," I muttered, "I'm the first one… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
One glance and I knew exactly who and what he was. The classic alpha male, the kind who had spurred evolution forward about five… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I always counsel aspiring novelists that passion is the most important quality for a writer to possess - technique can be taught, but that… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Sometimes you meet a really nice guy, but no matter how you try, you can’t seem to make yourself want him. But that’s not… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Risking a glance at the dignified young man beside her- what was his name?- Mr. Arthurson, Arterton?- Pandora decided to try her hand at… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You'll be my wife," he said inexorably. "You want to own me!" she accused, trying to crawl away from him. "Yes." He flung her… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
And then another letter had come from Christopher, so devastating that Amelia wondered how mere scratches of ink on paper could rip someone's soul… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You thought I was peculiar,” she said in a muffled voice. His mouth brushed the edge of her ear and settled against her neck.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
