Henrietta Harding > Quotes

“Her father didn’t want someone who had just made his money; he wanted a family that the society had come to respect for decades or centuries because they had money.”
― Henrietta Harding, The Mischievous Plan of a Fiery Lady

“said, although”
― Henrietta Harding, Passionate Lords' Sins

“The gloom in the dark chamber could be felt as soon as one stepped into it. One needed not to glance around, to take in the situation before a guess could be made. The discomforting smell of medicine scented in the air, along with blood that had just been bled out, making it obvious that someone in this room, was down with a serious ailment.”
― Henrietta Harding, A Scandalous Love for the Enticing Duke

“I told everyone the right place to be. I was the administrative kingpin in the Bexley house, despite what that senile old man might think,” she said, pointing outside the door.”
― Henrietta Harding, The Secret Passion of an Enticing Earl

“while this was the last thing he wanted to do, he could not help himself. Marriage? He was only eight and twenty years old! This was 1818! Who made arranged marriages for men, these days?”
― Henrietta Harding, A Scandalous Love for the Enticing Duke

“It’s not essential you know my journey,” she told them each time. “Only that you fuel yourselves with the proper ingredients from the earth to ensure you live a long and happy life.”
― Henrietta Harding, What the Wicked Lord Desires

“​This was the place Thomas felt most at home in since he’d arrived in the house. He loved books and felt they held the keys to a productive expansion of the mind, asides the education they provided anyone committed to giving their pages more than a furtive glance.”
― Henrietta Harding, The Mischievous Plan of a Fiery Lady

“powerful families or families with money, but it has been to no avail,” her mother continued.”
― Henrietta Harding, The Mischievous Plan of a Fiery Lady

“Regardless, if he hadn’t given William a tin sword, his sword would never have broken, and William would have rebounded to his feet and won the fight. Or continued to humiliate the Duke,” the tall boy continued.”
― Henrietta Harding, A Bluestocking for the Wicked Duke

“Arthur,” Rebecca whispered, and he felt the spicy aroma of her breath. “Rebecca,” Arthur said before joining his mouth with hers.”
― Henrietta Harding, The Secret Passion of an Enticing Earl