“My trepidation was growing more terrible by the minute. "Why did you do this? Why have you brought me here?" "Why?" He repeated with a slow and heated appraisal that made me acutely, almost painfully, conscious of my sex. "Bon… — Victoria Vane Copy Share Image
“My heart stood still. "But why me?" I choked out. He dipped his head to murmur in my ear. "It was fated. I saw… — Victoria Vane Copy Share Image
“What a woman wants above all things, Nick, is to believe herself the most important consideration in the world, the center of a man's… — Victoria Vane Copy Share Image
“Ned seemed so different from any other man of her acquaintance, and, certainly, the antithesis of the rake she had set her sights on.… — Victoria Vane Copy Share Image
“There's much to be said for a good strumpet, Ned," Simon rejoined. "Indeed I think you might be sadly in need of some good,… — Victoria Vane Copy Share Image
“Ned looked to DeVere. "You are the master of mayhem. Any brilliant ideas?" "If we want him to leave the gate, we must provide… — Victoria Vane Copy Share Image
“From THE VIRGIN HUNTRESS coming June 29, 2012: "I used to watch the stallions leaping the mares." "You what!" Hew almost choked. "Well, how… — Victoria Vane Copy Share Image
“Marcus stood at the mantel mirror, fussing with his lace cuffs, adjusting his cravat and openly admiring his reflection. “I’ll beguile her with the… — Victoria Vane Copy Share Image
“A magnificent cad, you mean. He's positively gaping at your bosom, Lyddie!" Mariah said in a scandalized whisper. "I swear he's undressing you with… — Victoria Vane Copy Share Image
“Ha! I wouldn’t have him now, were he gilded!” Mariah looked shocked. “Isn’t emasculation a bit harsh?” “Not gelded, dearest. Gilded, as in covered… — Victoria Vane Copy Share Image
“Nicholas broke the seal and scanned the contents. He looked up at Marcus with a chuckle. “Why, it appears you may get your wish… — Victoria Vane Copy Share Image
“You think Diana would come to your bed?” Ned threw his head back and laughed. “You’re mad! First of all, she would never break… — Victoria Vane Copy Share Image
“Part of her—a small but defiant part, the part that still remembered her girlhood fantasies—desperately wanted to trust him, but the stronger part remembered… — Victoria Vane Copy Share Image
