..he wanted her.And at another time, as another man, he would have her. Without hesitation. As lover. . . as more.
She had wanted more than she could have.She had wanted him, and more… she had wanted him to want her.In the name of something bigger than tradition, bolder than reputation, more important than a silly title.
I’ve loved him for a decade. And I had him for one day before I made a complete and utter mess of things. Or he did. I’m still not sure about that.
No matter how troubled a character’s history, romance novels tell us, love can be built upon it, and happily-ever-after can result. What’s more, the darker the past, the brighter the future – and the better the read.
Yes, she was a scandal.Her brother simply didn’t know it.“I fell in the Serpentine today.”“Yes, well, that doesn’t usually happen to women in London. But it’s not so much of a scandal as it is a challenge.
We are a motley bunch. But we more than make up for it with tenacity.” ~ Ralston to Simon
It should all feel splendid. You tell me if it doesn’t, and I shall rectify the situation.
She told herself that she was happy to meet her executioner.
You want me.”“Want does not begin to describe the way I feel about you,” his low voice promised. “Want is nothing compared with the level of desire I have. With the desperation I feel. With the way I long for you.
But stay away from him, Juliana. When we said we wanted to make you a good match, Leighton was not who we imag
They had lied, those who had extolled the virtues of love—its pleasures, its sublimity—those who had told her that it was beautiful and worthwhile.There was nothing beautiful abo
What did you do to her?” There were a thousand things he’d
My whole life, you have made decisions for me.””Your whole life,” Georgiana pointed out, “totals nine years.
But she had dreamed of being his for too long. He had quite ruined her for a marriage of convenience. She wanted everything from him: his mind, his body, his name and, most of all, his heart.
why couldn’t someone , somewhere , want her for her ?
But there, in that remarkable room, surrounded by a laughing, rollicking, unseeing collection of London’s brightest and wickedest, Pippa’s knowledge of anatomy expanded.It seemed there was such a thing as a broken heart.
Men are not nearly as evolved as women are, nor as intelligent, evidently
Let me be clear. Last I was aware you were neither my husband nor my father nor my King. Therefore, any control you may imagine you hold over me is just that- imaginary
The best partnerships aren’t dependent on a mere common goal but on a shared path of equality, desire, and no small amount of passion.
Teenagers are asking, ‘Who am I?’ and ‘How do I fit in?’ in every aspect of their lives, and the best YA romances appreciate that there is more to a teen’s life than finding love.