“Looking back at him was a man who was battered and broken. And alive, for the first time in his life.” — V.S. Carnes Christian Copy Share Image
“She’d said she loved him. She'd put that impossible, unimaginably beautiful gift in his hands and he’d thrown it back at her.… — V.S. Carnes Heart Copy Share Image
“Caine was a murderer. A liar. A cad. A skulker in shadows and a heartless wretch. What sort of woman or God… — V.S. Carnes Christian Copy Share Image
“Caine might have smiled at her, had his heart not been breaking to smithereens inside of him.” — V.S. Carnes Heartache Copy Share Image
“Kent steepled his fingers in consideration. Blood-red rubies flashed in the sunlight, like the eyes of a demon clutched in his hands.” — V.S. Carnes Demon Copy Share Image
“She was an extension of his dreams. A sprinkling of magic dust, of unfeasible wishes, on his stable existence. The one thing-the… — V.S. Carnes Christian Copy Share Image
“The blood dried on his good hand, he passed his palm over her hair. It curled about his wrist and sprung back… — V.S. Carnes Dandelions Copy Share Image
“He had always prided himself on his ability to bargain, to bluff, to contain his ever-aching heart within the folds of his… — V.S. Carnes Black pearl Copy Share Image
“He’d thought it would be the right thing to say, but she scoffed a little… and that, more than anything—more than the… — V.S. Carnes Bitterness Copy Share Image
“The horizon was indistinguishable from the inky black, which fell upon the desert like a sorcerer’s mantle shot through with diamonds. The… — V.S. Carnes Astronomy Copy Share Image
“In a land that knew only dark beauty, she was something of a hybrid no one dared touch. But the tall Arab… — V.S. Carnes Beauty Copy Share Image
“Caine usually woke from the recurring dream mid-air, having yet to be dashed upon the rocks, whimpering and panting like a child… — V.S. Carnes Children Copy Share Image
“Are you in the habit of taking tea with anyone who approaches you in a foreign port?” He went on and snorted… — V.S. Carnes Abduction Copy Share Image
“Better this way, what remained of his battered sensibilities told him. He was no good for her, anyway. She didn’t understand him.… — V.S. Carnes Heartache Copy Share Image
“Kas was right: a woman could destroy a man. This one could do so, simply by knowing his name. She could do… — V.S. Carnes Christian Copy Share Image
“My name, sir, is Virgilia Wessex. I am a Sunday school teacher from Sussex, England, and I have given you no leave… — V.S. Carnes Love Copy Share Image
“Therefore, she hummed the provincial lullaby she had learned from the officers’ children in the English Quarter of Jerusalem, and watched in… — V.S. Carnes Children Copy Share Image
“A hand stole around her mouth, silencing her, then his lips parting her tumbled hair: “The walls have ears.” She blinked, and… — V.S. Carnes Christian Copy Share Image
“There are still many souls to be won for Christ,” she answered with quiet dignity, eyes downcast—but not, he figured, in humility.… — V.S. Carnes God Copy Share Image
“Remind me to thank God I don’t have a sister.” Caine eyed him critically. He was a filthy heap of blood and… — V.S. Carnes Friendship Copy Share Image
“He watched her for her reaction, or possibly watched her just to watch, his eyes hooded by his lashes and his mouth… — V.S. Carnes Christian Copy Share Image
“I stole you, among others, from the streets of God’s birthplace. I forced you to work as a slave. Imprisoned, mistreated and… — V.S. Carnes Fiction Copy Share Image
“I've crossed a world of sand and tears in search of you.” — V.S. Carnes Inspirational Copy Share Image
“Care for her. He was unworthy of such a gift. Unworthy of her blind trust and her sparkling, slightly crooked smiles, let… — V.S. Carnes Blind trust Copy Share Image
