American-heroine Quote by Kerrigan Byrne Download Open image ““Still pleasant as a cornered hedgehog, and as well mannered as a badger, I see.”” — Kerrigan Byrne ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.5 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare American-heroine Highlander Historical Rake Romance Scotland Well mannered
“There was something very odd about the carpet this morning… More hedgehogs? Many more hedgehogs? Positively a lake of hedgehogs?” — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
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“Well, I’m more lopsided than a one-legged badger,” mewed Graypaw, breaking off from his careful stalking to stagger comically across the clearing. “I think… — Erin Hunter Copy Share Image
“He has the face of a toad, the manners of a pig, and the mind of a flea.” — Susan Maupin Schmid Copy Share Image
“And I wonder if any of the road-kill creatures actually wanted to die and threw themselves beneath the speeding wheels. A lethargic swallow who… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“To put it bluntly, your flesh is a weasel, a poser, and a selfish pig. And your flesh is not you.” — John Eldredge Copy Share Image
“O, all right!' said the Toad, readily. 'Anything to oblige. Though why on earth you should want to have a Banquet in the morning… — Kenneth Grahame Copy Share Image
“Badger'll turn up some day or other—he's always turning up—and then I'll introduce you. The best of fellows! But you must not only take… — Kenneth Grahame Copy Share Image
“A dark shadow leaped from the stairs, his long coat flowing behind him like demon wings, landing in between her and Warrington. Dorian. He… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“Though her muscles went rigid, her tongue sparred with his, as he might have guessed it would. Each lick and swirl, each plunge and… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“There was something more than a little satisfying about ripping the heart out of someone the moment before they expected to do the same… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I feel that I could stand in the middle of the square and scream and thrash about like a wildling, and no one… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“I was thinking,” he said some time later as she paused for a drowsy yawn. “Since ye doona have any family to love anymore, ye could love me …” Instead of meeting her gaze, he studied the way the pristine white of her petticoat bandage made his hand look that much grubbier. “That is, if ye wanted.” Farah buried her… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share
“A jewelry box? Ballerinas? She'd been such an active girl that any jewelry she'd been given would have been lost or broken right away. It was Faye Marie who'd loved- "My sister," she gasped, then louder. "My sister!" She clasped her hands together in a pleading gesture. "My lord, I beg pardon of you, but you're mistaken. I believe you… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share
“It surprised him how badly he didn’t want anyone else in Hero’s room. Even her family. She’d clung to him so ferociously, and he… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“And if you wake me before nine in the morning again, I'll pate your liver and have it with my breakfast. Now get out. - Millie” — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share
“As the soap slid through sparse curls and into the cleft between her thighs, ribbons of unexpected sensation stirred from her most intimate flesh and unfurled across the expanse of her skin. Her mouth dropped open, but she caught the moan before it escaped. Their gazes collided, the flames in his eyes darkened as his pupils dilated. He knew. Though… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share
“Tis best to weight the enemy more mighty than he seems.” Or she, as was this particular case.” — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“Make no mistake; I know all I need to know about you, Lord Thorne.” “Do ye?” he challenged. “Sure do. You’re a famously unscrupulous… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“Samantha imagined that in another life, she and Alison could have, indeed, been friends. Had she not been about to rob the train.” — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“Doona fash, Sam.” Calybrid, spying her scowl, hurried to balm the wound. “Ye’re plenty fair.” “Aye,” Locryn agreed. “With eyes the color of the… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
