“The crimson satin lining gleamed in the firelight, and so, too, did his eyes. When he looked up at her, there was… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“What did you discover about the shooter?” Jude asked as he struggled to sit upright. “Once I spotted him on the rooftop,… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“It is not your time, love. You will not die tonight. All this time she thought herself in love with the notion… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Jude,” she whispered as she touched his face. “I’m so frightened of this. This bind that links us. It whispers to me… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Black would trust her with his secrets. He would protect hers. But did she trust him with her heart? Could she? She… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Am I to die?” I asked, and he stopped, raised our joined hands to his mouth and gently kissed my knuckles. “You… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Tis not your time, my love,” he whispered. “You will not die tonight.” “Never,” I said to him, “for I have been… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“The first time I met death, it was at a ball and we danced a waltz.” — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Good evening, Miss Fairmont.” She saw Black sprawled out in a wingback chair, jacketless, the white shirt he wore unbuttoned to the… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“You kissed me, and I opened my eyes and thought you were Death. You were the most beautiful thing I had ever… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Unsettled by the sudden appearance of Captain Quire within her court, Gloriana resolved to forego all frivolous entertainments and shun the more… — Michael Moorcock Copy Share Image
