Tami Putvin

“As much as I would enjoy such rumors spreading around about my . . . er . . . virility, ye probably, definitely, shouldn’t say it to the other ladies,” he decided. Evina nodded, but said, “Too late.” “What?” he asked, aghast. Evina scowled at his dismay. “Well, what the devil do ye think we women talk about when ye men aren’t around? The weather?”
― Lynsay Sands, The Wrong Highlander

“Fret not thyself because of evildoers, neither be thou envious against the workers of iniquity.
Plagiarized from King David of Ysrael written sometime between 1040-970 BC Yah”
― Jordan Silver

“You have many flaws, he announced... “But there was one flaw that made all the other imperfections pale in comparison.”
“Was?” she asked. “I don't have this flaw any longer?”
“No, you don't.”
“Pray tell,” she muttered in exasperation, “what was this terrible flaw?”
He grinned. “You used to be English.”
― Julie Garwood, Ransom

“His voice deepened. "Sign them. We´re in the bedroom and i´m giving you an order.”
― Laurann Dohner, Obsidian