You have to be very clear with yourself about how you're going to spend your time. When a child is at school… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“He was like a young tiger, all muscle and passion, and she wanted to ride him--not to tame the beast, but to… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“I love you,” he whispered as he thrust again. And again. Each movement controlled. Each small movement devastating in its effect. “I… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“His face had gone still and for a moment her heart sank and she had to fortify herself for a battle. But… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“For a moment she lay still in the big bed, blinking sleepily, loath to move. And then she realized that the angel’s… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“Whatever else came tomorrow and for the rest of her life, she would have this moment: this one point in time when… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
He grunted and stirred, withdrawing from her. She only had a moment to be disappointed and then he flipped her to her… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“He looked up. “Is it time already?” She nodded. He rose and waited as she gathered her things. The dog followed them… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
I pretty much started out writing full time. I was an at-home mom and when my youngest entered kindergarten, I started writing.… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“It took a moment to recognize Timothy... her first love. There had been a time when the mere sight of his handsome… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“For the first time in a very long time, he yearned to see tomorrow. Tomorrow and the day after that and the… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“She was just ordinary. From her horse's-mane hair to her sturdy, practical feet, she'd never turned men's heads. Oh, she wasn't ill-favored-… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“For a moment she simply stood there in the dark corridor, her heart stopped, the duke roaring huskily behind her like some… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
Each time it was like a stray bit of glass pressed into the softness of her heart, grinding, grinding, oh so silently… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“For a moment she studied the sketch. It had been done in pencil and the artist was very skilled. The single sharp… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“One," he said, ticking points off on his fingers. "You are no longer a whore. Two, you wore a mask , you… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
Shhh.” He put a finger to her lips. “Hear me out. I cannot deny that I would've liked to have made babies with you.… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“When you’ve tired of me,” she said softly, precisely, “Apollo will still be my brother. Will still be there for me.” “I’ll never tire… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“Where are we going?” she asked. “Mr. Durbin’s sheep have begun to lamb, and I wanted to see how the ewes are doing.” He… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“His nostrils flared just a little bit, and the lines bracketing his mouth grew deeper. He snarled with his beautiful, twisted lips and she… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“Margaret in contrast held her head high, her cheeks flagged with a becoming rose color. She looked like a goddess enraged. A goddess who… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“Ye know as well as I that I lost whatever heart I once had long ago,” Mick replied without emotion, a simple statement of… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“Be that as it may, a gentleman doesn’t continue to press his attentions on a lady who can’t return them.” “Then, as I see… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
Excuse me, but I believe you have my lady,” one of them said in a quiet, deep voice that sent veritable chills down George’s… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“Women were something best bought, he’d found. Pay them, f*ck them, and send them away in the morning. That way avoided tears, recriminations, and… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“There, there, sweetin’,” he murmured into her hair. “He loved me, he truly did,” she gasped. “I know he did,” Michael said. “And I… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
He watched her retreat, his eyes lazy, and his body unmoving. A trickle of blood seeped slowly from the corner of his mouth. He… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
