I want you to admit just once what you feel for me. I want to know if you'll miss me even a… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
... He didn't know how to say good-bye. His throat ached from the strain of holding back his emotions. “I don't want… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I have always been an obsessive reader - I remember going back and forth to the local library with stacks of books… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I grew up being very shy, very much a bookworm, and I remember desperately wondering how to be accepted by the popular… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
At first I wasn’t all that tempted by him, but then he killed the spider. Which was a huge point in his… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
The span of three or four minutes is pretty insignificant in the scheme of things. People lose hundreds of minutes everyday, squandering… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Bending his head over hers, Leo murmured, "When I give you away at the altar, Bea, I want you to remember something.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
And Poppy, remember that someday you will meet a frog who will turn into a handsome prince." "Good," Beatrix said. "Because all… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
One of the blessings human beings take for granted is the ability to remember pain without re-feeling it. The pain of the… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“It was a popular belief in Victorian society that women, with their mercurial natures and lesser brains, could not have the same quality of… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Just don't ask me to stand up with you at the wedding, as I have no desire to be a hypocrite." "No, just an… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Why isn't it enough that I'm willing to submit to you?' Poppy asked, her own temper flaring. 'Why must I be eager to lie… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Then, as now, there were always girls who were overlooked and ignored by gentlemen who really should have known better.” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You've always been a know-it-all. Well, you're about to find out how much you don't know." "Believe me," I muttered, "I'm the first one… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
One glance and I knew exactly who and what he was. The classic alpha male, the kind who had spurred evolution forward about five… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I always counsel aspiring novelists that passion is the most important quality for a writer to possess - technique can be taught, but that… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Sometimes you meet a really nice guy, but no matter how you try, you can’t seem to make yourself want him. But that’s not… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Risking a glance at the dignified young man beside her- what was his name?- Mr. Arthurson, Arterton?- Pandora decided to try her hand at… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You'll be my wife," he said inexorably. "You want to own me!" she accused, trying to crawl away from him. "Yes." He flung her… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
And then another letter had come from Christopher, so devastating that Amelia wondered how mere scratches of ink on paper could rip someone's soul… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You thought I was peculiar,” she said in a muffled voice. His mouth brushed the edge of her ear and settled against her neck.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
