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The Barren Luna
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Unlearning
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Her Second-Hand Mate
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His Illegitimate Duchess
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"This is the best historical book I have ever read. The way it was written was so beautifully done. I absolutely loved all the characters and especially loved the two main characters. Duke Colin Talbot is now one of my favorite H’s. Elizabeth Hawkins "
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"A historical romance with a lot of heart.
The story grabbed me right from the start. We are introduced to Elizabeth as a child while she discovers she is the illegitimate daughter of a Duke. It is impossible not to feel her devastation and it sets the" Read more of this review » |
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“Look at me, Penelope,” he said in that low voice, so I lifted and turned my head.
He used his index finger to rub something thick and sticky onto my lips, and when I darted out my tongue to taste it, I realized it was the honey. Before I knew what was going on, he brought his face to mine and started licking off the honey - gently at first, but then he started really savoring it. He held me by the back of my head as he sucked and licked and made little appreciative sounds. I suddenly realized the sounds were coming from me. I broke the kiss, and his eyes searched my face intently.”
― Her Second-Hand Mate
He used his index finger to rub something thick and sticky onto my lips, and when I darted out my tongue to taste it, I realized it was the honey. Before I knew what was going on, he brought his face to mine and started licking off the honey - gently at first, but then he started really savoring it. He held me by the back of my head as he sucked and licked and made little appreciative sounds. I suddenly realized the sounds were coming from me. I broke the kiss, and his eyes searched my face intently.”
― Her Second-Hand Mate
“Her husband leaned over to where she had already drawn nearer to him, lifted a hand to the back of her neck as he looked between her mouth and her eyes, and kissed her.
For a moment, she was stunned. But when her mind translated the sensation of his full, soft mouth on hers into pleasure, she closed her eyes and sighed into the kiss.
It’s… delicious, Elizabeth thought, not finding a better word. He smells so good, she noted like she always did whenever she caught a whiff of his undoubtedly expensive perfume.”
― His Illegitimate Duchess
For a moment, she was stunned. But when her mind translated the sensation of his full, soft mouth on hers into pleasure, she closed her eyes and sighed into the kiss.
It’s… delicious, Elizabeth thought, not finding a better word. He smells so good, she noted like she always did whenever she caught a whiff of his undoubtedly expensive perfume.”
― His Illegitimate Duchess
“My mate was blocking his feelings from me.
All of them. All the time.
Why? Why didn’t he want to share that part of himself with me?
I didn’t even know how he did that. Meanwhile, he could probably feel everything I was feeling and thinking.
I was mortified.
And I felt naked and vulnerable. It was unfair. Nothing about this whole mess was fair.
But like Nana always said, fair is a place where they judge pigs.”
― Her Second-Hand Mate
All of them. All the time.
Why? Why didn’t he want to share that part of himself with me?
I didn’t even know how he did that. Meanwhile, he could probably feel everything I was feeling and thinking.
I was mortified.
And I felt naked and vulnerable. It was unfair. Nothing about this whole mess was fair.
But like Nana always said, fair is a place where they judge pigs.”
― Her Second-Hand Mate
