“Saint took a seat at the main faro table at the Society club. “What the devil is a ladies' political tea?” Tristan Carroway, Viscount Dare, finished placing his wager, then sat back, reaching for his glass of port. “Do I… — Suzanne Enoch Copy Share
“Increase of knowledge only discovered to me more clearly what a wretched outcast I was. —The Monster, Frankenstein” — Suzanne Enoch Copy Share Image
“A ridiculous oversight I mean to address at the earliest opportunity. Women dress to please men. Why shouldn’t men then be in on the… — Suzanne Enoch Copy Share Image
“How many of us have gazed at a man and thought, ‘yes, him,’ only to have him pay his attentions to someone else? And how many of us have sighed and waited for some other gentleman to come forward? All I wish to ask is, why? Why not strike up a conversation? Why not determine for ourselves whether ‘he’ is… — Suzanne Enoch Copy Share
“Shh, May,' Felicity said soothingly, glancing behind her. She absolutely did not want Rafe to come out and say something stupidly noble. They were… — Suzanne Enoch Copy Share Image
“Saint took a seat at the main faro table at the Society club. “What the devil is a ladies' political tea?” Tristan Carroway, Viscount Dare, finished placing his wager, then sat back, reaching for his glass of port. “Do I look like a dictionary?” “You're domesticated.” Saint motioned for a glass of his own, despite unfriendly looks from the tables'… — Suzanne Enoch Copy Share
“If a marriage is valued at ten thousand, surely I might have a waltz for three hundred." Her fingers clenched into very determined-looking fists. "So you know about the debt." He nodded. "If I'd known the prize, I might have wagered a larger sum against your brother." "I am not for sale." Clearly he could argue with that, but from… — Suzanne Enoch Copy Share
“You want Felicity. And you're trying to buy her.' Deerhurst shoved him backward. 'What if I am? How is that different from you keeping a place you don't want just so you can hang about her? I've seen how you look at her.' Rafe shoved back, hard enough to send the earl staggering against the wall. 'Don't start something you… — Suzanne Enoch Copy Share
“I had a thought," Bradshaw said into the silence. "Amazing," Tristan returned dryly.” — Suzanne Enoch Copy Share Image
“Gentlemanly behavior isn't just opening doors: to make an impression, you have to be concerned over a lady's needs at least as much as… — Suzanne Enoch Copy Share Image
“One can only hope." He took a step toward her, so only a few scant inches separated them. A white cascade of glittering light lit the night above his head and made his eyes sparkle. "Do you mean there is no charity in your heart for a poor, misguided soul such as myself? "You've guided yourself astray," she informed him,… — Suzanne Enoch Copy Share
