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“So you’ll forget her and move on.”
I suppose I will. As soon as I forget how to breathe.”
― Reforming a Rake
I suppose I will. As soon as I forget how to breathe.”
― Reforming a Rake
“Love is a word we use for the desire to fornicate so that we seem more refined than farm animals." ~Lucian Balfour”
― Reforming a Rake
― Reforming a Rake
“How many of us have gazed at a man and thought, ‘yes, him,’ only to have him pay his attentions to someone else? And how many of us have sighed and waited for some other gentleman to come forward? All I wish to ask is, why? Why not strike up a conversation? Why not determine for ourselves whether ‘he’ is the one? Why leave it to fate?”
A LADY’S GUIDE TO PROPER BEHAVIOR, 2ND EDITION”
― A Lady's Guide to Improper Behavior
A LADY’S GUIDE TO PROPER BEHAVIOR, 2ND EDITION”
― A Lady's Guide to Improper Behavior
“Did you hear that?” the duke asked with a wide grin, turning to Dare. “She said 'papa.'“
The viscount returned the candy dish and tea tray to the relocated end table. “I distinctly heard
'baboon.'“
“Hm, well, you're distinctly deaf.”
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
The viscount returned the candy dish and tea tray to the relocated end table. “I distinctly heard
'baboon.'“
“Hm, well, you're distinctly deaf.”
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
“I told you I didn't have a heart. I do have one. I just didn't know it until I met you. You are my light. My soul craves you, and I love you with every ounce of the heart you've awakened in me. I...I could live without you but I wouldn't want to. Will you marry me, Evelyn Marie?”
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
“For a long moment the butler sat in silence, his jaw hanging open. “I . . . my lord, I simply don't feel qualified to advise you about such matters.”
“Don't tell me that,” Saint protested. “Tell me whether you can imagine me as a married man or not.”
To his surprise, the butler set aside his brandy snifter and sat forward. “My lord, I do not wish to overstep my bounds, but I have noticed a change in your demeanor of late. The question of whether anyone can imagine you married or not, however, is one I believe must be answered by you. And the lady, of course.”
Saint frowned. “Coward.”
“There is that, as well.”
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
“Don't tell me that,” Saint protested. “Tell me whether you can imagine me as a married man or not.”
To his surprise, the butler set aside his brandy snifter and sat forward. “My lord, I do not wish to overstep my bounds, but I have noticed a change in your demeanor of late. The question of whether anyone can imagine you married or not, however, is one I believe must be answered by you. And the lady, of course.”
Saint frowned. “Coward.”
“There is that, as well.”
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
“Never interrupt a lady when she is speaking to you, as if what you have to say is more important.”
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
“I am a duke, you know. If I can't perform a miracle here and there I might as well be a butler in expesive clothes." He brushed at the sleeve of his well-tailored brown coat. "And butlers don't get to dance with attractive women.”
― A Lady's Guide to Improper Behavior
― A Lady's Guide to Improper Behavior
“Saint took a seat at the main faro table at the Society club. “What the devil is a ladies' political tea?”
Tristan Carroway, Viscount Dare, finished placing his wager, then sat back, reaching for his glass of
port. “Do I look like a dictionary?”
“You're domesticated.” Saint motioned for a glass of his own, despite unfriendly looks from the tables'
other players. “What is it?”
“I'm not domesticated; I'm in love. You should try it. Does wonders for your outlook on life.”
“I'll take your word for it, thank you.”
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
Tristan Carroway, Viscount Dare, finished placing his wager, then sat back, reaching for his glass of
port. “Do I look like a dictionary?”
“You're domesticated.” Saint motioned for a glass of his own, despite unfriendly looks from the tables'
other players. “What is it?”
“I'm not domesticated; I'm in love. You should try it. Does wonders for your outlook on life.”
“I'll take your word for it, thank you.”
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
“It amazes me, Saint, that you can own so few redeemable qualities and still be so likable.”
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
“I'll be back at sea by then," Bradshaw put in, "so I'll comfort myself with the knowledge that you'll name
the infant after me."
"I don't think 'Half-wit' will pass muster with Georgie, but I'll let her know that's your suggestion.”
― England's Perfect Hero
the infant after me."
"I don't think 'Half-wit' will pass muster with Georgie, but I'll let her know that's your suggestion.”
― England's Perfect Hero
“I had a thought," Bradshaw said into the silence.
"Amazing," Tristan returned dryly.”
― England's Perfect Hero
"Amazing," Tristan returned dryly.”
― England's Perfect Hero
“I don't think there'll be a next time, my lady.” Saint smiled. “But thank you for the offer.”
Her eyebrows lifted in surprise. “You're welcome. My, my, manners. Where have you been—church?”
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
Her eyebrows lifted in surprise. “You're welcome. My, my, manners. Where have you been—church?”
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
“Someone was absolutely going to get punched in the head today.”
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
“Roses," Georgiana repeated, her thoughtful gaze touching his. "It's about time one of the Carroway men
decided to cultivate something other than their poor reputations.”
― England's Perfect Hero
decided to cultivate something other than their poor reputations.”
― England's Perfect Hero
“If you ask for an opinion, expect to receive one, and don't make fun of it.”
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
“Reg: Speaking of blunt, dinner is on my bill tonight, mes amis.
Alex: What's the occasion?
Augustus: Lady Caroline's agreed to venture out on a picnic with out intrepid hero.
Kit: I don't know why you keep insisting she's smitten with me. I've barely spoken five sentences to her.
Augustus: It's very simple. Reg has thrown his entire being into pleasing Caroline. She knows every nuance of his thought and character. You, however, are a mystery to be explored, solved, and resolved.”
― Lady Rogue
Alex: What's the occasion?
Augustus: Lady Caroline's agreed to venture out on a picnic with out intrepid hero.
Kit: I don't know why you keep insisting she's smitten with me. I've barely spoken five sentences to her.
Augustus: It's very simple. Reg has thrown his entire being into pleasing Caroline. She knows every nuance of his thought and character. You, however, are a mystery to be explored, solved, and resolved.”
― Lady Rogue
“You've gone mad. What's driven you to this nonsense?"
"You have," he snarled. "You, with your pretty gray eyes and your smile and the way you speak your mind. The sound of your laugh, your tears when something makes you sad." He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to imagine anyone else who had ever made him feel the way he did when he was with her. Emptiness looked back at him. There wasn't anyone else. "You're the only woman I've ever… liked.”
― Sin and Sensibility
"You have," he snarled. "You, with your pretty gray eyes and your smile and the way you speak your mind. The sound of your laugh, your tears when something makes you sad." He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to imagine anyone else who had ever made him feel the way he did when he was with her. Emptiness looked back at him. There wasn't anyone else. "You're the only woman I've ever… liked.”
― Sin and Sensibility
“Gentlemanly behavior isn't just opening doors: to make an impression, you have to be concerned over a lady's needs at least as much as your own.”
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
“I would die again for you, Lucinda," he murmured.
"I don't want you to die for me. I want you to live." Pulling his face down, she kissed him. Again and again, until he kissed her back with growing passion and until his body stopped shuddering. "I love you," she whispered against his mouth, knowing he wouldn't—couldn't—say it, himself.
And then he surprised her.
"I love you, Lucinda," he whispered back. "I wish I could be what you want.”
“She lifted her head to look him in his deep blue eyes. "You are what I want, Robert. Even before I knew.”
― England's Perfect Hero
"I don't want you to die for me. I want you to live." Pulling his face down, she kissed him. Again and again, until he kissed her back with growing passion and until his body stopped shuddering. "I love you," she whispered against his mouth, knowing he wouldn't—couldn't—say it, himself.
And then he surprised her.
"I love you, Lucinda," he whispered back. "I wish I could be what you want.”
“She lifted her head to look him in his deep blue eyes. "You are what I want, Robert. Even before I knew.”
― England's Perfect Hero
“So you intend to spend the remainder of your life whoring, drinking, wagering, and being as outrageous as you can manage?"
Bram shook himself. He made it a point to be serious as little as possible, and neither did he want to argue with two newly married men about the meruts of being leg-shackled."Please Phin," he said aloud. "I would never think so small. You know my ultimate goal is to lower the standards of morality enough that everything I do becomes acceptable.”
― Always a Scoundrel
Bram shook himself. He made it a point to be serious as little as possible, and neither did he want to argue with two newly married men about the meruts of being leg-shackled."Please Phin," he said aloud. "I would never think so small. You know my ultimate goal is to lower the standards of morality enough that everything I do becomes acceptable.”
― Always a Scoundrel
“If you're man enough to fuck someone, be man enough to take responsibility for the results.”
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“I don't want a well-ordered life.... I would die from boredom in a fortnight.”
― Always a Scoundrel
― Always a Scoundrel
“He lowered his head toward her, so she could feel his breath warm against
her skin, their mouths only inches apart. “You’re panting for it, aren’t you,
Princess?” he murmured.”
― Sins of a Duke
her skin, their mouths only inches apart. “You’re panting for it, aren’t you,
Princess?” he murmured.”
― Sins of a Duke
“I'm glad you decided to come."
"It doesn't mean anything." He grinned. "Everything means something.”
― The Rake
"It doesn't mean anything." He grinned. "Everything means something.”
― The Rake
“I could live without you, but I wouldn't want to”
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
― London's Perfect Scoundrel
“I wish you'd tell me when we're having friends over for luncheon."
"I would, if they would tell me.”
― England's Perfect Hero
"I would, if they would tell me.”
― England's Perfect Hero
“There's quite a difference between skirting the rules and putting musket balls through them.”
― A Lady's Guide to Improper Behavior
― A Lady's Guide to Improper Behavior
“Has anyone ever told you that you're unbearably rude?" she returned, facing him again.
"Why, yes. You have on several occasions, as I recall. If you care to apologize for that, however, I'll be happy to escort you wherever you wish to go."
A flush crept up her cheeks, coloring her delicate, ivory skin. "I will never apologize to you," she snapped. "And you may go straight to Hades."
He hadn't expected her to apologize, yet he couldn't help suggesting it every so often. "Very well. Upstairs, first door on the left. I'll be in Hades, if you should require my services.”
― The Rake
"Why, yes. You have on several occasions, as I recall. If you care to apologize for that, however, I'll be happy to escort you wherever you wish to go."
A flush crept up her cheeks, coloring her delicate, ivory skin. "I will never apologize to you," she snapped. "And you may go straight to Hades."
He hadn't expected her to apologize, yet he couldn't help suggesting it every so often. "Very well. Upstairs, first door on the left. I'll be in Hades, if you should require my services.”
― The Rake
“He wrote you a poem?" Evelyn looped her hand around Georgiana's arm and led the way to the chairs lining one side of the room.
"He did." Grateful to see Luxley select one of the debutantes as his next victim, Georgiana accepted a glass of Madeira from one of the footman. After three hours of quadrilles, waltzes, and country dances, her feet ached. "And you know what rhymes with Georgiana, don't you?"
Evelyn wrinkled her brow, her gray eyes twinkling. "No, what?"
"Nothing. He just put 'iana' after every ending word. In iambic trimeter, yet. 'Oh, Georgiana, your beauty is my sunlightiana, your hair is finer than goldiana, your—' "
Lucinda made a choking sound.”
― The Rake
"He did." Grateful to see Luxley select one of the debutantes as his next victim, Georgiana accepted a glass of Madeira from one of the footman. After three hours of quadrilles, waltzes, and country dances, her feet ached. "And you know what rhymes with Georgiana, don't you?"
Evelyn wrinkled her brow, her gray eyes twinkling. "No, what?"
"Nothing. He just put 'iana' after every ending word. In iambic trimeter, yet. 'Oh, Georgiana, your beauty is my sunlightiana, your hair is finer than goldiana, your—' "
Lucinda made a choking sound.”
― The Rake
