Do you think I should stay away from him?" I asked in a scratchy voice. Todd took a long time to answer.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
If you pretend everything's fine long enough, everything eventually becomes fine. — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Sleep, my love," He whispered, smoothing her long hair, lifting the damp locks away from the back of her neck. "I'll be… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I had to let go of him. But I knew that as long as I lived, I would feel the phantompain of… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
... I think I know the secret to a long and happy marriage - just choose someone you can't live without. — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Cam had once told her that the Rom believed the entire world was their home. As long as you were with your… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I was ripe ten years ago. Now I’m merely preserved, and before long I’ll be buried back in the orchard with the… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
We assured Phelan that we were more than happy to let him have you and your menagerie,” Leo retorted. “After that, he… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
As Marcus considered various ways to open the subject of Daisy, Swift surprised him with a blunt statement. “My lord, there is… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
A long time ago I learned not to explain things to people. It misleads them into thinking they're entitled to know everything… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Before I write the first page of a novel, I spend a long time creating detailed backgrounds for my characters. I imagine… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
And it occurred to me that friendship was a lot more dependable, not to mention long-lasting, than love. — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
She heard the trace of fear in his voice. The fear that a small boy must have felt when every woman he… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
As we talked, I had the sense of uncovering something precious and long-buried, fully formed. Our conversation was a process of removing… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I've needed someone like you for a long time. Now that I have you, no one is going to take you from… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I had to admit the man looked amazing in jeans. The ancient denim clung lightly to his hips and followed the long… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Simon,” she whispered, vaguely surprised that she had just used his first name, for she had never used it even in the… — 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
