“Love was about seeing through to the truth of a person, and accepting all their shades of light and dark. Love was… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“She understood the risks, the limits, the possible consequences, and she was willing to accept all of that in return for the… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
He was so far from the gallant knights in her romantic fantasies...He was tarnished, scarred, imperfect. — 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
“There's not much I wouldn't do for you, Ella, " he said quietly. "Haven't you figured that out yet?” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Love was the secret behind everything...love was what made vineyards grow and filled the spaces between the stars, and fixed the ground… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I have so much love for you, I could fill rooms with it. Buildings. You’re surrounded by it wherever you go, you… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“May be, Churchill had pointed out, I should stop trying so hard not to love Hardy, and accept the some part of… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
There is nothing on earth more beautiful to me than your smile...no sound sweeter than your laughter...no pleasure greater than holding you… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“What if you could meet your soul mate?" the ghost asked. "You 'd want to avoid that?" "Hell, yes. The idea that… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“My point is, when someone is hurting you, they can call it whatever the hell they want. They can even call it… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Dont worry" Emma said "There are worse things than having your heart broken." "Like What?" Zoe asked skeptically. "Never having it broken.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Daisy, love,” he whispered, “You’re so soft…so dainty…where shall I touch you? Here? Or here…” “There,” she sobbed, as his fingers slid… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“As she drowsed in his arms, it occurred to her that he provided the illusion of something she had never had before.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“My love, have you considered the possibility that you might enjoy our consummation sufficiently to want it more than once?" How easily… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
She smiled at him, though her hazel-green eyes were wary beneath the brim of a sodden hat. Right at that moment, staring… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Love me?” Madeline asked with a faint smile. “It used to be love.” He brushed his lips over her closed eyelids. “Now… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You said I could kiss you," came his gentle, wicked whisper near her ear. "But, my love... you didn't specify where.” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“The letter had been crumpled up and tossed onto the grate. It had burned all around the edges, so the names at… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I figured I couldn't love you as much as I do, without you feeling something for me too. — 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
