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"It's impossible," he snapped. "Why?" "Because I'm Sebastian, Lord St. Vincent. I can't be celibate. Everyone knows that."
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confidence
love
rake
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Lisa Kleypas |
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bd23de4
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He was the kind of young man whose handsome face has brought him plenty of success in the past and is now ever-ready for a new encounter, a fresh-experience, always eager to set off into the unknown territory of a little adventure, never taken by surprise because he has worked out everything in advance and is waiting to see what happens, a man who will never overlook any erotic opportunity, whose first glance probes every woman's sensuality, and explores it, without discriminating between his friend's wife and the parlour-maid who opens the door to him. Such men are described with a certain facile contempt as lady-killers, but the term has a nugget of truthful observation in it, for in fact all the passionate instincts of the chase are present in their ceaseless vigilance: the stalking of the prey, the excitement and mental cruelty of the kill. They are constantly on the alert, always ready and willing to follow the trail of an adventure to the very edge of the abyss. They are full of passion all the time, but it is the passion of a gambler rather than a lover, cold, calculating and dangerous. Some are so persistent that their whole lives, long after their youth is spent, are made an eternal adventure by this expectation. Each of their days is resolved into hundreds of small sensual experiences - a look exchanged in passing, a fleeting smile, knees brushing together as a couple sit opposite each other - and the year, in its own turn, dissolves into hundreds of such days in which sensuous experience is the constantly flowing, nourishing, inspiring source of life.
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seduction
ladies-man
ladykiller
libertine
philanderer
rake
seducer
sensualist
sensuality
sensuous
womanizer
playboy
lust
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Stefan Zweig |
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176d342
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Reformed rakes often make the best husbands.
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rake
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Judith McNaught |
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04800ab
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"When I have you, sweet boy, it will be because you want me to. Not against your better judgment, not in spite of my surname, and definitely not to annoy your aunt." Stephen went red, but his voice was defiant. "Well, what was that, then?" Crane shrugged. "You seemed tense."
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seductiveness
rake
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K.J. Charles |
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eb08b77
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If I am ever in the position where I wish to seduce someone I will simply assure her it's better than rats.
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rake
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Anne Stuart |
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897e052
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Why had she imagined he was attractive? He was absolutely the biggest, most complete and utter jackass she'd ever had the bad fortune to meet.
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rake
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Christina Dodd |
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f70658c
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Yes, I'm a man and everyone knows men are great hairy beasts scarcely tamed by civilization -Jermyn, Duke of Northcliff to Amy, Princess Beaumontaigne
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man
rake
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Christina Dodd |
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6776bc5
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Don't waste a thought on any of the eligible suitors you've found for me, dear ma'am! There is more of mama in me than you have the least idea of, and the only eligible husband for me is a rake!
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marriage
suitors
rake
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Georgette Heyer |
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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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0145e0c
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"I assume 'elegant gentlemen,' such as you, learn such useful skills very early in life." "Actually, no." Straight-faced, Vane reached for her pins. "Us rakes-of-the-first-order..." Dropping pins left and right, he set her hair cascading down. With a satisfied smile, he caught her about the waist and drew her hard against him. "We," he said, looking into her eyes, "spend our time concentrating on rather different skills- like letting ladies' hair down. And getting them out of their clothes. Getting them into bed. And other things." He demonstrated- very effectively."
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rake
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Stephanie Laurens |