Lyn *Nomadic Worlds

“Now she felt as though she were a ghost haunting her own body, gazing at her life through a dirty glass.”
― Margaret Rogerson, Sorcery of Thorns

“I wouldn't change a moment of the time, good or bad, we've had together since I first turned and locked eyes on you. What a jolt that was through me. I've never recovered.
- Roarke”
― J.D. Robb, Devoted in Death

“It’s Ian’s Little Poppet now, remember?” I said snippily. His eyes were blazing with green. “Oh, it is indeed, and more than you realize.”
― Jeaniene Frost, Shades of Wicked

“Some days, the memories hung over her like a weight. Each was light enough to bear on its own, but combined, they could make it difficult to even walk up the stairs. And yet, she wouldn't trade them away for anything. Their existence made this house, this life, a place she had fought for and won. A place where she belonged.”
― Margaret Rogerson, Sorcery of Thorns