I never met Colleen McCullough; if I had, I probably would have cried and made a fool of myself. — 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
What do you think of this" he asked, indicating the painting nearby. She gave him an odd look. "I think it's an… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
My whole life . . . two and two has made four.”... “But now . . . it’s all gone wrong.” She… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
I've loved him for a decade. And I had him for one day before I made a complete and utter mess of… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
In seven books, I've written my fair share of baby epilogues. Pregnancies and births and even grandchildren have made an appearance in… — 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
