And... as long as they need me, it's easier to forget that I am alone. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
As winter approaches - bringing cold weather and family drama - we crave page-turners, books made for long nights and tryptophan-induced sloth. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
Ralston looked down his long, elegant nose at the vile creature at his feet, and said, “You just impugned the honor of… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
But she had dreamed of being his for too long. He had quite ruined her for a marriage of convenience. She wanted… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
For the most part, my characters don't talk to me. I like to lord over them like some kind of benevolent deity.… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
First, I thought we'd already established that I am not a gentleman. That ship sailed long ago. And second, you'd be surprised… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
She took a deep breath, looking up at the ceiling for a long moment. A raindrop moved slowly down her neck; he… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“You think my feelings toward you apathetic? You think you bore me?” “Don’t I?” He shook his head slowly, continuing toward her, stalking her… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
I never met Colleen McCullough; if I had, I probably would have cried and made a fool of myself. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
He raked his fingers through his hair. "She doesn't need me." Ralston smirked. "You are laboring under that mistaken impression that it is their… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Do you love him?' Isabel paused at the question ... She caught a glimpse of herself in a long looking glass, noting her shape… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
I practice loving-kindness meditation, which cultivates compassion and equanimity. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“What do I win?” she whispered in his ear. He grinned. “What would you like?” “You.” So simple. So perfect. “I am yours,” he… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
By the time I was 10 or 12, I had discovered the lure of the romance genre - and the dusty copy of 'The… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
You plan to be a challenge, do you?" Juliana smiled angelically. "I agreed to remain, my lord. Not to remain silent. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“She leveled Penelope with a look. “Penelope, you must think, darling! When your father dies! What then?” Lord Needham looked up from his pheasant.… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
And... as long as they need me, it's easier to forget that I am alone. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
In books by women and for women, it should come as no surprise that heroines are the heroes of the action, finding themselves, their… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
