“Papa wants you to marry some decrepit old wigsby?” She gave him a charmingly rueful smile, all tousled golden curls like some angel who had rolled off a cloud in her sleep, he thought, and had fallen to earth with… — Gaelen Foley Copy Share Image
It signified nothing that the raw, male magnetism that emanated from him probably made compasses malfunction in his presence. — Gaelen Foley Copy Share Image
“Good afternoon, Sir. Shall I fetch the medical kit?" "Ah, no thanks, old boy. bit of a row. Do me a favour, if the… — Gaelen Foley Copy Share Image
“What about them, you adorable man?” “I am not adorable. I am a trained assassin.” “Yes, you’re very, very scary,” she assured him.” — Gaelen Foley Copy Share Image
“She likes me. The shock of it sent a jolt of wild joy through him that stole his breath and robbed him momentarily of… — Gaelen Foley Copy Share Image
You wrong yourself and me by assuming my interest in you is purely physical,” he went on. “I told you I am eager to… — Gaelen Foley Copy Share Image
When you find the one, my lad, grab her up in your arms and never let her go. You may never get another chance. — Gaelen Foley Copy Share Image
“He had a lusty appreciation for them all- tall, short, curvy, thin, blonde, brunette, commoner, aristocrat. But there was something particularly appealing about that...… — Gaelen Foley Copy Share Image
“I’ve been wanting to do this all night. Give me those luscious—” He ripped the front of her bodice open, freed her breasts, and… — Gaelen Foley Copy Share Image
“Mind you, after your silly debutantes have finished their proper posture and walking lessons, tell them it never killed any young lady to remove… — Gaelen Foley Copy Share Image
“Very thoughtful of you, Doyle," he murmured, taking lecherous note of how the chill affected certain regions of her anatomy. His brazen stare erased… — Gaelen Foley Copy Share Image
“I’ll never leave you. I’ll never mistreat you. I think you know that by now. Try with me. Let us find what we may… — Gaelen Foley Copy Share Image
I grew up in a haunted castle, boys. If you've never had a ghost try to push you down the stairs, you've never lived. — Gaelen Foley Copy Share Image
“Lucien?” “Yes, Alice?” Her heart was pounding, but she willed herself to muster the courage to reach out to him— unpredictable, dangerous as he… — Gaelen Foley Copy Share Image
