“His conscience smote him. As smitings go, it wasn't much, his conscience being in poor fighting condition.” — Loretta Chase Copy Share Image
“Sognavo di te. I’ve dreamed of you. Ti desideravo nelle mia braccia dal primo momento che ti vedi. I’ve wanted you in… — Loretta Chase Copy Share Image
“In the month and a half since the Earl of Hargate’s fourth son had arrived in Egypt, he had broken twenty-three separate… — Loretta Chase Copy Share Image
“Good God!" she cried. She rolled off him, tugging down her clothing. "Are you mad?" He blinked and dragged in air. "Well,… — Loretta Chase Copy Share Image
“...he said...Do you understand?" "Yes," she said, heart pounding. "Thank you for explaining it in simple terms, in case my girl brain… — Loretta Chase Copy Share Image
“Women do not lie, my lord Dain," came a faintly accented voice from the door. "It merely seems so because they exist… — Loretta Chase Copy Share Image
