“Do you love him?' Isabel paused at the question ... She caught a glimpse of herself in a long looking glass, noting… — 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… — 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… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“What does Éloa mean?” He narrowed his gaze, answered her literally. “It’s the name of an angel.” Penelope tilted her head, thinking.… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Temptation turns you. It makes you into something you never dreamed, it presses you to give up everything you ever loved, it… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
As a romance novelist, I have a rather skewed view of babies. You see, they don't typically fit into the classic structure… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Yes, it had been a perfect match, except for the fact that he had been perfectly in love with someone else.” — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
In real life, I'd say that your commitment-phobe/narcissist/bad boy boyfriend is a lost cause, but romance is shelved in fiction for a… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Her eyes widened slightly at the words and she played the last moments of their conservation over in her head. We are… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“I love your laugh. I want to hear it every day. I want to be through all this darkness and devastation. I… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Don't cry for me, Empress. I'm not worth it." "I'm not crying for you," she said, placing her hand against his cheek.… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
Critics seem to forget that every love story is different - that there is uniqueness in even the most commonplace of matches. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
When it comes to love, the English language bears no shortage of cliches. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
It was a terrifying feeling. And if it was love, he wanted none of it. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“I think romance is maligned in large part because at first glance, love seems so pedestrian. It’s all around us. It’s in… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“They had lied, those who had extolled the virtues of love—its pleasures, its sublimity—those who had told her that it was beautiful… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
No matter how troubled a character's history, romance novels tell us, love can be built upon it, and happily-ever-after can result. What's… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“What did you do to her?” There were a thousand things he’d done. I didn’t believe her. I didn’t trust her. I… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
Like so many others, I came to romance during the golden age of it - Judith McNaught, Julie Garwood, Johanna Lindsey and… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
There is a whole generation of romance readers and writers who suffer from what I like to think of as 'Thorn Birds'… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
You are beautiful and brilliant and bold and so very passionate about life and love and those things that you believe in.… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Dear Sixpence, I saved them all, you know. Every letter you ever sent, even those to which I never replied. I’m sorry… — 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
