“Matthew. I’m here. I’m yours. I want to do everything you’ve ever imagined doing with me.” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Books are expensive. So are nice houses with gardens. Has it occurred to you that someone has to pay for your peaceful… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“They were all young women with hopes and dreams and fears… each of them entirely familiar with the sight of a gentleman’s… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Evie's hair had been piled at the crown of her head in a mass of gleaming red curls and fastened with pearl-tipped… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“No,” Lillian said frankly. “But much as I hate to admit it, that puts us in a minority. Swift is liked by… — 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… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“I want to know what your five-dollar wish was for.” “Is that all?” He smiled beneath her exploring fingertips. “I wished you… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Smiling wistfully at the thought of her beloved sister, Daisy felt a wave of loneliness sweep over her. She and Lillian had… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Between the sisters' joined hands, the pressure of their pulses mingled in steady throbs. Daisy was not certain if she was giving… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“All husbands are unfaithful in one way or another.” Lillian and Daisy glanced at each other with raised brows. “Father isn’t,” Lillian… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“They took Daisy to the orangery, where warm autumn light glittered through the windows, and the scents of citrus and bay hung… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Evie was writhing on the blanket, while Daisy stood over her with arms akimbo. Hurrying to the pair, Annabelle asked Daisy in… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“In this regard, Daisy reflected, her marriage to Matthew would not be unlike Lillian's with Westcliff. As two strong-willed people with very… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Upon seeing Evie, her friends rushed toward her with unladylike squeals, and Evie let out her own laughing shriek as they collided… — 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
