“Although the garment was beautifully designed and well made, the color, a dark velvet that captured the intense tones of a ripe… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“How strange," she said, "not to recognize one's own face." "You have no cause for complaint," Grant said huskily. Even bruised and… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“She had the face of an angel, and the hair of the Devil's handmaiden. The freshly washed locks flowed around her in… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“How dare this soft-waisted, indolent creature insult Morgan's lack of blue blood? Oh, Morgan had his faults to be sure... but he… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Every thought in his head disappeared the moment Vivien appeared and a collective sigh of admiration escaped the servants. She made her… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You've read Descartes," he remarked, every syllable edged in disbelief. ""I should like to hear your opinion on Cartesian dualism, then." Vivian… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“The deep black-cherry velvet made her skin look like porcelain, and brought out the ruby fire of her hair. Black silk braiding… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“He noted that she sipped the wine immediately, without the usual ritual of those accustomed to sampling fine vintages... no swirling of… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Tell me what you make of Locke, then, and his difference with Descartes." Vivian took the book from him and spread her… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
