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b30b5d1
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She was not sorry. And if it was the wine telling her that, then she would tell the wine the same thing tomorrow. She was not sorry.
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romance
slightly
mary-balogh
wicked
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Mary Balogh |
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8ea64bc
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It was now twenty minutes past four in the morning, allowing for the fact that the clock in the library of his town house was four minutes slow, as it had been for as far back as he could remember. He eyed it with a frown of concentration. Now that he came to think about it, he must have it set right one of these days.Why should a clock be forced to go throught its entire existence four minutes behind the rest of the world? It was not logical.The trouble was though, that if the clock were suddenly right, he would be forever confused and arriving four minutes early -- or did he mena late? -- for meals and various other appointments. That would agitate his servants and cause consternation in the kitchen. It was probably better to leave the clock as it was.
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romance
mary-balogh
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Mary Balogh |
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0fb93f5
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You are my flesh and blood and I have always doted on you, but right now I would have to say you deserve a haughty, ruined chit for your own and she deserves you.
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funny
mr-mason
mary-balogh
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Mary Balogh |
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f246706
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Well,' Frederick had said, 'I will see what can be arranged, Archie. But I will not have the girl frightened or compromised.' 'You sound like a grandfather who has raised fifteen daughters and is now starting on his granddaughters, Freddie,' Lord Archibald had said. 'It is most disconcerting.
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romance
humor
witty-banter
regency-romance
mary-balogh
regency
dialogue
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Mary Balogh |
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923291b
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I am still not used to being the possessor of such a grand title. I believe I shall have to start wearing a purple satin turban and carrying a lorgnette.
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romance
humor
witty-banter
regency-romance
mary-balogh
regency
dialogue
fashion
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Mary Balogh |
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d6c5638
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His friend laughed. 'You missed your calling, Freddie,' he said. 'You should have been one of the aforementioned clergy. Is this what marriage does to you? One shudders at the very idea.
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marriage
romance
humor
witty-banter
dancing-with-clara
regency-romance
mary-balogh
regency
dialogue
cynicism
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Mary Balogh |
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fe8ba8b
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Either way, he was always staring into a bottomless pit, or into a whirlpool that forever sucked him inexorably inward to its vortex.
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metaphor
romance
bottomless-pit
dancing-with-clara
romance-hero
regency-romance
mary-balogh
angst
regency
rake
despair
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Mary Balogh |
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8719c4d
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But it was not just his kisses that she missed. There was something else about the man that exhilarated her, something that appealed to a kindred spirit in her. Mr. Seyton was a man with a goal in life, and he was willing to work toward that goal even at the expense of his own safety. There was a spirit of adventure in him. Kate found herself envying him greatly. If only there could be more adventure in her life! She would burst soon at the boredom of her present existence.
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boredom
daring-masquerade
kindred-spirits
made-for-each-other
regency-romance
mary-balogh
soul-mates
romance-novel
historical-romance
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Mary Balogh |
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8816208
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He had not meant the words in that way. He had been talking strictly about possession. But oh, the longing for his love was an unbearably painful ache in her.
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romance
georgian
heartless
mary-balogh
historical-romance
possession
sexy
longing
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Mary Balogh |
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3bcc409
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I wish it be understood that she will always be first in my life, before any other member of my family or hers and before all my other duties. I will not tolerate criticism of that fact even from you. I will hear none from you ever again.
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romantic
romance
georgian
heartless
mary-balogh
dialogue
historical-romance
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Mary Balogh |
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c4e4370
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Henrietta was bitter. Nothing in her life had turned out well. Like everyone else, she had striven all her life to achieve happiness. Yet it seemed to her that she had never been happy.
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happiness
dissatisfied
georgian
heartless
mary-balogh
striving
unhappy
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Mary Balogh |