“The world needs more people like you, Odette." She smiled to lighten the mood."And you, Jorgen Hortman.” — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“All he could think about was that kiss they had shared a few minutes before. And how much he wanted to kiss… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“Let Valten go save his own damsel in distress. I'm sure there are other maidens he can fall in love with.” — Melanie Dickerson Damsel Copy Share Image
“Truly?” His face held such a tender look. It made her heart trip over itself.” — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“I have a question to ask you.” If he were wise, he would not ask. But if Geitbart was going to kill… — Melanie Dickerson Wisdom Copy Share Image
“He suddenly wanted to take her and run away, to go where the margrave would never find her.” — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“Yes, and he hated to think what would happen if he ever asked to marry Odette. He was growing fonder of her… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“They stood still, their hearts beating close together, not speaking, waiting for their rapid breathing to slow. As” — Melanie Dickerson Silence Copy Share Image
“What if his brother had never died? What if Reinhart had still been just a knight, a captain of his brother’s guard?… — Melanie Dickerson Brother Copy Share Image
“Reinhart frowned at him. “I am surprised you are so quick to allude to your new wife’s lawbreaking activities.” “She would not… — Melanie Dickerson Marriage Copy Share Image
“Besides, if she was able to get away, Dorothea would obtain the one thing that Avelina had dreamed of, written stories about,… — Melanie Dickerson Poetry Copy Share Image
“He leaned down and kissed her, harder than he meant to, and when he pulled away, her eyes were still closed, as… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“He pulled her hand to his chest. She was suddenly flooded by the oh-so-recent memory of lying against his chest, his strong… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“She closed her eyes, memorizing how warm, how safe, how exhilarating it felt to be embraced by him. She breathed him in… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“he remembered one particular moment when Odette had met his eye with such a sweet smile it had made his heart trip… — Melanie Dickerson Memory Copy Share Image
“Avelina shuddered and pressed her face into Lord Thornbeck’s shoulder. He held her tight against him. If only she could stay like… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“But there’s something about him . . . He seemed gracious and humble, but humble in a . . . powerful way.… — Melanie Dickerson Humble Copy Share Image
“Their gowns and masks look lovely.” “Not as lovely as yours,” Jorgen said without hesitating. Her heart seemed to fly out of… — Melanie Dickerson Damsels Copy Share Image
“Avelina finally decided to work on a story she had been writing to amuse Dorothea. It was about the daughter of an… — Melanie Dickerson Love Copy Share Image
“As it turned out, the reality of her love story with Lord Thornbeck was much more satisfying than any of her romantic… — Melanie Dickerson Love Copy Share Image
“Had his chancellor and his wife become enchanted by Lady Dorothea? He was not enchanted. He only wanted to delve deeper into… — Melanie Dickerson Marriage Copy Share Image
“Reinhart rubbed his face with his hand. He could still smell her light, flowery scent, like springtime and lilacs, could still feel… — Melanie Dickerson Lightning Copy Share Image
“God wants us all to strive to grow more like Jesus, to become holy as he is holy, but God has a… — Melanie Dickerson Holy Copy Share Image
“Stand aside.” Jorgen pushed past Mathis. “What do you think you are—?” Mathis halted his objection as Jorgen threw back the sheet… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“She had just married the man she had previously not even dared hope to marry. How had this come about? It was… — Melanie Dickerson Hope Copy Share Image
“JORGEN COULD NOT take his eyes off Odette. The mask somehow made her even more mysterious . . . and desirable.” — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“Lord Thornbeck’s voice was hushed and even deeper. His suppressed tone sent a tremor through her.” — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“Odette felt as if she were floating. She could still feel Jorgen’s lips on hers,” — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“REINHART PULLED HER close, his hand against the back of her head, holding her to his chest. His heart pounded against his… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“He could not know how frightened Odette was of the man she had felt such an attraction to only minutes before, frightened… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“She couldn’t seem to stop staring at Jorgen and his blue-green eyes. He made her feel so safe and protected. She couldn’t… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“JORGEN KISSED HER like a man dying of thirst and she was the only source of water. He took her breath away.… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“He could neither love her nor marry her. Besides, she was impertinent and opinionated, two of the very worst traits a woman… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“She had no right to enjoy his touch. She was a terrible friend in that moment, because she wanted him. Oh, how… — Melanie Dickerson Friend Copy Share Image
“And even though this love was painful, it was worth it to remember how the sight of him and the sound of… — Melanie Dickerson Heart beat Copy Share Image
“Everyone will say I'm insane, but I don't care, Rose. Is it insane to marry the girl I love? A girl with… — Melanie Dickerson Beauty Copy Share Image
“You tried to kill me with your dagger,” Valten said calmly. “I can get you disqualified from this tournament.” “Are you threatening… — Melanie Dickerson Dagger Copy Share Image
“There was a long pause. Then she said, “I admired you. Very much. So I tried not to talk to you or… — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“Avelina was staring up at him, waiting. There was such a look of trust and belief on her face. He imagined reaching… — Melanie Dickerson Faith Copy Share Image
“Lord Thornbeck lifted her onto the saddle. He looked her in the eye, and her breath stilled in her chest. There was… — Melanie Dickerson Tenderness Copy Share Image
