“Jasmine believes in a prophecy that says she is destined to love a man named Josh Toby. Okay, fine. He could believe… — Diana Holquist Copy Share Image
“Whatever he had found, it made him a better person. Maybe that's what love was, finding the person who brings out the… — Diana Holquist Copy Share Image
“She had built a safe world where love didn't matter—and now she had nothing but stuff.” — Diana Holquist Copy Share Image
“Not the title. Not the riches. Not the bravery. Not the glory. Just the man. The simple man, standing before her, looking into her… — Diana Holquist Copy Share Image
“A woman like Ally would have to be fought for, broken down, uncovered layer by reluctant layer. And he had the feeling that every… — Diana Holquist Copy Share Image
“Jasmine believes in a prophecy that says she is destined to love a man named Josh Toby. Okay, fine. He could believe that. Hell,… — Diana Holquist Copy Share Image
“Whatever he had found, it made him a better person. Maybe that's what love was, finding the person who brings out the best in… — Diana Holquist Copy Share Image
“He lifted the book from the purse. The cover sported a painting of a stunning redhead in a long, pink gown who stared out… — Diana Holquist Copy Share Image
“He had her alone in the garden. Her moist lips. The moonlight in her eyes. A lesser man would be merely tempted. A greater… — Diana Holquist Copy Share Image
“There comes a time in every scoundrel’s life when he catches a glimpse of what he might have been. Only if he catches it… — Diana Holquist Copy Share Image
“He unwrapped the butter and dropped the entire stick into the sauté pan, an act that shocked her with its recklessness. It wasn’t like… — Diana Holquist Copy Share Image
“She had built a safe world where love didn't matter—and now she had nothing but stuff.” — Diana Holquist Copy Share Image
“It was surprisingly sexy, a man in an apron. Like a man in a kilt, only with promise of dinner afterward.” — Diana Holquist Copy Share Image
“Whatever is wrong in the world, there is still this; there is still us. We can attack each other until we’ve reached the core,… — Diana Holquist Copy Share Image
