“Why are you kissing me?” she squeaked out breathlessly. “God, how can I not?” He ran his hands up and down her arms. “I think you’re made for me to kiss. I need to kiss you. You need to be… — Catherine LaRoche Copy Share Image
“Sighing, she headed back to work. She braced herself to lift the heavy lid of yet another trunk. The sight inside curled a small… — Catherine LaRoche Copy Share Image
“He saw with pleasure he’d been wrong. The nervous tension and vulnerability she radiated were real, but so too was the core of strength… — Catherine LaRoche Copy Share Image
“Love—or whatever it was—proved a fierce beast indeed when your lover was an imperial knight with more romance than sense driving his warrior heart.” — Catherine LaRoche Copy Share Image
“...You bring out the truth in me, Callista, and make me whole. I need you to set me free and give me the courage… — Catherine LaRoche Copy Share Image
“To her core, she suddenly knew she was not prepared to die at the hands of this worm. She had a betrothal ball to… — Catherine LaRoche Copy Share Image
“Why are you kissing me?” she squeaked out breathlessly. “God, how can I not?” He ran his hands up and down her arms. “I… — Catherine LaRoche Copy Share Image
“The truth was, she found it hard to look at the man. It was like gazing at the sun.” — Catherine LaRoche Copy Share Image
