“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
“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
“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 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
“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
“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
“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
“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
“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
“It was a popular belief in Victorian society that women, with their mercurial natures and lesser brains, could not have the same quality of… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Just don't ask me to stand up with you at the wedding, as I have no desire to be a hypocrite." "No, just an… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Why isn't it enough that I'm willing to submit to you?' Poppy asked, her own temper flaring. 'Why must I be eager to lie… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Then, as now, there were always girls who were overlooked and ignored by gentlemen who really should have known better.” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You've always been a know-it-all. Well, you're about to find out how much you don't know." "Believe me," I muttered, "I'm the first one… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
One glance and I knew exactly who and what he was. The classic alpha male, the kind who had spurred evolution forward about five… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I always counsel aspiring novelists that passion is the most important quality for a writer to possess - technique can be taught, but that… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Sometimes you meet a really nice guy, but no matter how you try, you can’t seem to make yourself want him. But that’s not… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Risking a glance at the dignified young man beside her- what was his name?- Mr. Arthurson, Arterton?- Pandora decided to try her hand at… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You'll be my wife," he said inexorably. "You want to own me!" she accused, trying to crawl away from him. "Yes." He flung her… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
And then another letter had come from Christopher, so devastating that Amelia wondered how mere scratches of ink on paper could rip someone's soul… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You thought I was peculiar,” she said in a muffled voice. His mouth brushed the edge of her ear and settled against her neck.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
