If you think back to your time as a teenager, everything was dramatic. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
..he wanted her. And at another time, as another man, he would have her. Without hesitation. As lover. . . as more. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“He’d made her laugh and smile. He’d made her feel beautiful. For the first time in her life. For the only time… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
No doubt, much of the joy of a great romance is the moment when these stoic heroes crack open and reveal themselves… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“And it’s time you stop dickering around and accept yourself a suit.” Penelope’s eyes went wide. “You think I’ve been dickering around?”… — 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… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“You are a sorceress.” In that moment, he was an innocent lad chasing after his first bit of skirt, desire and excitement… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
How could she go on without him? And, at the same time, how could she go on knowing that every moment of… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
No matter how troubled a character's history, romance novels tell us, love can be built upon it, and happily-ever-after can result. What's… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
Would you like to cross another item off this list today?" "I should like that very much. Which do you propose?" "I… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
Here's the thing about romance novels: The moment when the hero and heroine discover that they're perfect for each other is often… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Her eyes widened slightly at the words and she played the last moments of their conservation over in her head. We are… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Isabel!' The second time James called her name, realization came crashing down around her. She became acutely aware of their location, their… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“He looked at her, really looked at her, for the first time since they'd come out to the terrace, and she was… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
She took a deep breath, looking up at the ceiling for a long moment. A raindrop moved slowly down her neck; he… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
Un momento con una donna capricciosa vale undici anni di vita noiosa. A single moment with a fiery female is worth eleven… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“But, my lady, you seem to have an altogether different admirer who can't take his eyes off you. And, at this particular… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“the smattering of candles about the dark room gave the illusion of dancing in starlight. The moment made her believe that if… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Gone is the flower and gone is the crow; gone is the future that promised to grow. Farewell the past, the present,… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Shall I loose you from your cage?" The words, laden with sensual promise, weakened her. He was offering her all the adventure… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“She’d so believed he could—that decades marked by disdain for emotion could have been nothing more than a faint memory in his… — 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
