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“You wouldn't have taken Rose to such a place, would you?"
"Of course not, but she is a little girl, and I'm-"
"My life", he interrupted quietly. "You're my entire life. If anything ever happens to you, Holly, there is nothing left for me.”
― Where Dreams Begin
"Of course not, but she is a little girl, and I'm-"
"My life", he interrupted quietly. "You're my entire life. If anything ever happens to you, Holly, there is nothing left for me.”
― Where Dreams Begin
“There isn’t going to be a ‘next lover,’” Grant said automatically, outraged by the idea. “I’m the only man she’s going to have.”
― Someone to Watch Over Me
― Someone to Watch Over Me
“Did you wonder?” he whispered. “Did you leave me and wonder what I hadn’t told you?” He leaned in, just so she’d feel his lips move whisper-light against her ear.
“Did you want to know what I did when I was wicked? Do you want me to tell you?” he murmured. He felt her jerk slightly in surprise, and he chuckled. “Not about them, Francesca. You. Only you.”
-Michael Stirling”
― When He Was Wicked
“Did you want to know what I did when I was wicked? Do you want me to tell you?” he murmured. He felt her jerk slightly in surprise, and he chuckled. “Not about them, Francesca. You. Only you.”
-Michael Stirling”
― When He Was Wicked
“Then he raised her enough to whisper in her ear, and while his voice was tender, his words were savage. "You're my woman, and no man or God or ghost will ever take you from me.”
― Where Dreams Begin
― Where Dreams Begin
“Alice?”
She spun toward the door, her skirts whirling softly. “Yes?” she forced out.
“Do you know what I am holding in my hand?”
“No.”
“Care to guess?”
“A pitchfork?” she asked in a stilted attempt at levity, hoping to invoke his earlier, playful mood.
“No, my dear,” he answered drily. “A key to your room.”
“What?”she breathed, aghast.
“I should hate to have to use it.”
“You have a key to this room?”
“Mm-hmm.”
She took a step toward the door, panic rising up in her throat. “You’re bluffing!”
“Do you wish me to prove it?”
― Lord of Fire
She spun toward the door, her skirts whirling softly. “Yes?” she forced out.
“Do you know what I am holding in my hand?”
“No.”
“Care to guess?”
“A pitchfork?” she asked in a stilted attempt at levity, hoping to invoke his earlier, playful mood.
“No, my dear,” he answered drily. “A key to your room.”
“What?”she breathed, aghast.
“I should hate to have to use it.”
“You have a key to this room?”
“Mm-hmm.”
She took a step toward the door, panic rising up in her throat. “You’re bluffing!”
“Do you wish me to prove it?”
― Lord of Fire
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