“Sorry for what, lass? It was only a wee bit of cuddling. Surely nothing you haven’t done before, aye?” He stretched out… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“I’m glad to be traveling with you. I hate what’s happening and the lives that have been lost, but I’m not sorry… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“Sorcha swallowed the hard lump in her throat. Her tongue was as dry as sanding paper. “If not for Conall, I wouldn’t… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“Her cheeks flushed hot, the memory of their shared kisses and encounter in the hot spring sending a jolt straight to her core. She’d… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“I can carry you, Emilia,” Conall offered. “I’m quite capable of walking out.” “Of course, you are,” he agreed, “but after your burdens, I… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“If she’d known his fingers possessed even a tenth of the pleasure he’d shown her, she would have surrendered her misconceptions about virginity in… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“I could indeed have a pleasant life in this castle, and I’m quite happy to be here.” “You are pleased to be here?” “Quite,”… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“The tension left his body and his shoulders sagged. He dropped his hands to her waist and drew her in against him while nuzzling… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“Ramsay—” He silenced her with a kiss, and then he gave her something else to focus on, making love to her with the tenderness… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“From anyone else, she would have believed it was a line to gain her favor. From Conall, it sounded true. Upon” — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“Then she summoned everything she had and placed it in one spell. All of her emotion—despair and hope, anger at Edward, and love for… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“Please don’t leave where I cannot follow. Don’t go.” She kissed his smooth snout where the scales weren’t upraised or horned. “I love you… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“Exercising willpower he didn’t know he had, Conall slipped from his place beside her in the makeshift bed. Donning clothes didn’t help. To distract… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“…then they will lose me forever. I choose you, Alistair. I choose you and our kingdom.” — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
