“She lifts the white gown. "The prince loves white." Her fingers caress the satin. "He had your betrothal gown made just for you." (...) Anger boils under my skin. "Then he can wear it," I snap.” — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“It may be the darkest part, but a living heartwood is a force to be reckoned with.” — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“She lifts the white gown. "The prince loves white." Her fingers caress the satin. "He had your betrothal gown made just for you." (...)… — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“. “Well precious, let this be a lesson.” He snapped my hands above my head, gripping them both with only one of his. He… — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“Ours is not a love story—we’re too volatile, too explosive for monotony. No, our story comes with a warning. Beware” — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“My senses flood with feeling, so intense, and then I'm cradled in warmth. The heat stems from my hand and spreads through my body.… — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“Everything is against us... But I have something they don't. A love that will stop at nothing to defend the true heir to Egypt… — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“Would you trade a long, nearly immortal life of servitude in exchange for a short one...with me?" I tuck in my chin, avoiding his… — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“I’ve heard people say that you have to tip-toe around a woman’s emotions, but a man’s ego is every bit as fragile, if not… — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“You're mine, London. We can dance this violent dance until we bleed each other dry, or we can surrender. Your choice. But I will… — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“Isn't he beautiful?" Hadley says longingly. Yes , I think, but not in the way she obviously sees him. He's beautiful in the way… — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“You know, Sir Devlan. Many women might find the quiet type endearing," I say. "I admit, a man of few words has an attractive… — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
