“She leveled Penelope with a look. “Penelope, you must think, darling! When your father dies! What then?” Lord Needham looked up from… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Penelope!” “Mother, I honestly have no idea what you are implying.” “Who wil take care of you? When your father dies?” “Is… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
Let me be clear. Last I was aware you were neither my husband nor my father nor my King. Therefore, any control… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
She looked up at him and said,"What did you say?" "You have beautiful eyes." "You told my father that he has beautiful… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“How long has it been since you’ve slept?” Chase asked. “I sleep.” Not much. “How long since you’ve slept more than an… — 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
“Don’t be so sily, Philippa,” the marchioness said, “Lord Castleton is an earl. Beggars cannot be choosers.” Penelope gritted her teeth at… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“{Calpurnia)"My mother…she’s desperate for a daughter she can dress like a porcelain doll. Sadly, I shall never be such a child. How… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
She can't force us to go to the ball. We're grown men, for Lord's sake!" Will cocked an eyebrow at his younger… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“When you father dies! What then?" Lord Needham looked up from his pheasant. "I beg your pardon?" Lady Needham waved one hand… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“I'm not a wife, or a mother, or a pillar of the ton," she waved her unharmed arm as though the life… — 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
