One glance and I knew exactly who and what he was. The classic alpha male, the kind who had spurred evolution forward… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
You've always asked me to wait, as if we had time in abundance. But time is too precious, Perry. We've wasted years,… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Because you need me," he said, drawing in his breath as she squirmed against him. "Just as I need you." He crushed… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I was ripe ten years ago. Now I’m merely preserved, and before long I’ll be buried back in the orchard with the… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
As Marcus considered various ways to open the subject of Daisy, Swift surprised him with a blunt statement. “My lord, there is… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
How old are you? Twelve?" "Fourteen & three quarters." His eyes sparkled. "You're kind of little for fourteen and three quarters." "Am… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
... He didn't know how to say good-bye. His throat ached from the strain of holding back his emotions. “I don't want… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Of all the Hathaway sisters,” Cam said equably, “Beatrix is the one most suited to choose her own husband. I trust her… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Over the years I’ve collected a thousand memories of you, every glimpse, every word you’ve ever said to me. All those visits… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
After a universal silence, Leo was the first to speak. “Did anyone else notice—” “Yes,” Catherine said. “What do you make of… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
His kisses tapped into deep mines of memory, and the years that had separated us fell away as if they were nothing. — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I thought about the future, the oceans and continents he would cross, far away from everyone who knew and loved him. Far… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
As we talked, I had the sense of uncovering something precious and long-buried, fully formed. Our conversation was a process of removing… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Asking an eight-year-old girl if something is a little over-the-top is like asking a Texan if there are too many jalapenos in… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
My ultimate crush may be Judith McNaught - I met her once more than 20 years ago, and she was incredibly kind… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I knew I would replay the scene countless times in the years before me, each time thinking of different things I should… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I hate you for all the years I 'll have to live without you. How can a heart hurt this much and… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
But Harry . . . even if we had met and married three years ago, you’d still say it wasn’t enough time.”… — 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
