Every word you have ever uttered, is engraved upon my heart. -Lazarus to his mother. — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
Shh,” he whispered. “You asked me if I loved you. I do. I love you more than life itself. Nothing matters in… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“She caught his wrist, stilling the hand on her thigh. Her eyes were a little desperate. "What do you mean to do?"… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“She took his length gently between her hands, her arms resting on his thighs, and looked up into his face. “I’m very,… — Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth-hoyt Copy Share Image
“Have you ever noticed that once you have had a tasted of certain sweets- raspberry trifle is my own despair- it is… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“He turned to see her glaring at him, her blond hair a halo about her head in the carriage's lantern light, and… — Elizabeth Hoyt Iris-and-raphael Copy Share Image
Each time it was like a stray bit of glass pressed into the softness of her heart, grinding, grinding, oh so silently… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
I think I do pretty well with child characters. It's hard to write kids that are realistic, not annoying, and bring something… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
It was a strange thing, this feeling of empathy. He'd never experienced it before. He realized that what hurt this woman hurt… — Elizabeth Hoyt Empathy Copy Share Image
“I want to make you weep. I want all your pleasure, Iris, all your pain, everything you are. Come for me." And… — Elizabeth Hoyt Iris-and-raphael Copy Share Image
“Why?” he whispered as he leaned over her, supported on one arm. “Why must ye be the one that haunts me dreams?… — Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth-hoyt Copy Share Image
You have to be very clear with yourself about how you're going to spend your time. When a child is at school… — Elizabeth Hoyt Children Copy Share Image
Somehow she knew he would take a love affair very seriously indeed. Once that pinpoint focus was engaged, he would throw himself… — Elizabeth Hoyt Affair Copy Share Image
“She nudged his arm to wash under it, where his dark hair grew in a swirl. Where the scent of his masculinity… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“Harry tucked her arm through his and marched her to the door. "Stop!" "What?" Men could be so obtuse. "Do I look… — Elizabeth Hoyt Beautiful woman Copy Share Image
“Margaret in contrast held her head high, her cheeks flagged with a becoming rose color. She looked like a goddess enraged. A… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
He grunted and stirred, withdrawing from her. She only had a moment to be disappointed and then he flipped her to her… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“Do you think they’ll target her as well as you? Surely if you simply stay away from the gel, she’ll be safe?”… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“He opened his eyes to see her licking her lips nervously. "I... er... We should remove your banyan. At least the upper… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“His duchess caught the tip of her tongue between her teeth as she carefully poured warm water over his hair. Her lips… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“Come with me, sweet girl." She blinked up at him, wide blue-gray eyes a little dazed. He covered her mouth again before… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“After a childhood reading fairy tales and myths, is it any wonder that when I began to write my own stories I… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“For a moment she simply stood there in the dark corridor, her heart stopped, the duke roaring huskily behind her like some… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“But you must be awash in a sea of compliments, my lady. Every gentleman you meet must voice his admiration, his wish… — Elizabeth Hoyt Admiration Copy Share Image
Griffin, please,” she whispered. “Do you want me?” he asked. “Yes!” She tossed her head restlessly. She’d explode if he didn’t give… — Elizabeth Hoyt Dark Copy Share Image
“Whatever else came tomorrow and for the rest of her life, she would have this moment: this one point in time when… — Elizabeth Hoyt Artemis Copy Share Image
“Still, it was a sad state of the world that people judged others not by the best that they could be but… — Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth-hoyt Copy Share Image
“You are my family. If we never have children, I will be disappointed, but if I never have you, I will be… — Elizabeth Hoyt Children Copy Share Image
“Will ye be wantin’ this now, madam?” “Yes, please,” she whispered. She wanted to engrave the sight of him thus, about to… — Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth-hoyt Copy Share Image
You say my name like a lover, so soft, so sweet. I want to lick the word from your lips, sip the… — Elizabeth Hoyt Lips Copy Share Image
“He smiled down at her. "Truly. I think a man may find happiness-or discontent- no matter if he has a full belly… — Elizabeth Hoyt Happiness Copy Share Image
“My darling Lucy.” He panted against her ear, and then his teeth scraped her earlobe. “I love you,” he whispered. “Don’t ever… — Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth-hoyt Copy Share Image
I watched you for years,” she whispered. The tears were drying on her cheeks, and heat was building within her. If he… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
I decided long ago that my family absolutely comes first, and I don't regret that. I do, however, sometimes wish I had… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“The peach gown she'd chosen was the color of the sunrise, the rippling watered silk seeming to subtly change from rose to… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
I write both at home and at coffee shops, and I have a terrible work ethic - I have a tendency to… — Elizabeth Hoyt Book Copy Share Image
There's something about her," Caire said in a low voice. "She cares for everyone about her, yet neglects herself. I want to… — Elizabeth Hoyt Care Copy Share Image
“I am a whore," she said. "And in addition to that, I am not a nice woman. But despite these facts, my… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“You are different." She lifted a hand to delicately trace his hairline. He closed his eyes, feeling her fingers tremble against his… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
She swallowed and looked down at the artichoke petals piled neatly on the side of her plate. Her center certainly felt like… — Elizabeth Hoyt Artichokes Copy Share Image
