Quote by L.J. Ross Download Open image ““He turned and left Helen Mathieson in MacKenzie’s capable hands.”” — L.J. Ross ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.5 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“Turn over, Helen." An approving sound, very nearly a purr, left his throat as she obeyed. He looked down at her with eyes as… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Not that we knew of, but I believe she did tell him everything, and I think, Flora, he ought to know everything, especially now.… — Charlotte Mary Yonge Copy Share Image
“Limbs that weren’t quite working. Suddenly she was going right back down until two strong hands gripped her beneath her” — Mira Lyn Kelly Copy Share Image
“Briefly everything was stopped, as if a hand had reached out and paused the world in its turning. She stood by the cooker now… — Niall Williams Copy Share Image
“Not only did MacKenzie have an excellent arse, he decided, she had an excellent eye for detail.” — L.J. Ross Copy Share Image
“Not after seeing Denise MacKenzie in full, glorious technicolour. “Could have happened to anyone,” was all he said, looking away. “Always seems to happen… — L.J. Ross Copy Share Image
“Winter was an unforgiving time on Holy Island. Harsh winds from the North Sea whipped through the cobbled streets between the squat, stone cottages… — L.J. Ross Copy Share Image
“What does this Doctor Taylor look like, Ryan?” “I hardly feel that’s relevant, sir,” he prevaricated. “On the contrary, I believe it could be… — L.J. Ross Copy Share Image
“Okay,” Ryan nodded and favoured her with one of his best smiles. Liz may have been nearly twice his age, but she still recognised… — L.J. Ross Copy Share Image
