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66ce62a
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Blake took a small roll from the tray on the table, then put it back in favor of a larger one. And maybe a little butter. It certainly couldn't hurt. And jam...no, he drew the line at jam. She was a spy, after all.
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romance
julia-quinn
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Julia Quinn |
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f88e425
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But when Anthony kissed her, she felt as if she were losing her mind. And when he kissed her twice, she wasn't even sure if she wanted it back!
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Julia Quinn |
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469d5df
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Gregory," she said, "you cannot leave me here. What if someone finds you and removes you from the house? Who will know I am here? And what if...and what if...and then what if..." He smiled, enjoying her officiousness too much to actually listen to her words. She was definitely herself again. "When this is all over," he said, "I shall bring you a sandwich." That stopped her short. "A sandwich? A sandwich?"
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humor
sandwich
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Julia Quinn |
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75e165b
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And I hope you will not think me foolish when I also extend my thanks. Thank you, Michael, for letting my son love her first. --from Janet Stirling, dowager Countess of Kilmartin, to Michael Stirling, Earl of Kilmartin
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Julia Quinn |
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6c8d338
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And then, well . . . He might have slept for a bit. He rather hoped he was sleeping, because he was quite certain he'd seen a six-foot rabbit hopping through his bedchamber, and if that wasn't a dream, they were all in very big trouble. Although really, it wasn't the rabbit that was so dangerous as much as the giant carrot he was swinging about like a mace. That carrot would feed an entire village.
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humor
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Julia Quinn |
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1b6f31a
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No man of any intelligence would pretend to know a female mind.
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Julia Quinn |
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0273666
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Mother," Hyacinth said with a great show of solicitude, "you know I love you dearly--" "Why is it," Violet pondered, "that I have come to expect nothing good when I hear a sentence beginning in that manner?"
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Julia Quinn |
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aca1ee7
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Milk?" Lady Bridgerton asked. "Thank you," Gareth replied. "No sugar, if you please." "Hyacinth takes hers with three," Gregory said, reaching for a piece of shortbread. "Why," Hyacinth ground out, "would he care?" "Well," Gregory replied, taking a bite and chewing, "he is your special friend."
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humor
tea
siblings
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Julia Quinn |
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87fc4e9
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You are not going to waltz in here and distract me with a clever phrase and a beguiling smile." "You think my smile is beguiling?"
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colin-bridgerton
romancing-mister-bridgerton
violet-bridgerton
julia-quinn
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Julia Quinn |
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a96abe8
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Gareth?" Hyacinth said softly. He turned to her, wondering how long he'd been standing there, pondering his options. "Hyacinth," he said. She looked at him expectantly. "Hyacinth," he said again, this time with a bit more certitude. He smiled, letting his eyes melt into hers. "Hyacinth." "We know her name," came his grandmother's voice. Gareth ignored her and pushed a table aside so that he could drop to one knee. "Hyacinth," he said, relis..
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gareth-st-clair
hyacinth-bridgerton
it-s-in-his-kiss
julia-quinn
lady-danbury
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Julia Quinn |
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8f57157
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I'm leaving!" she said, with, in her opinion, great drama and resolve. But he just answered her with a sly half smile, and said, "I'm following." And the bloody man remained two strides behind her the entire way home." --
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Julia Quinn |
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a96fda8
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sometimes there are reasons for our fears that we can't quite explain. Sometimes it's just something we feel in our bones, something we know to be true, but would sound foolish to anyone else.
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Julia Quinn |
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043939d
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Reformed rakes make the best husbands,"Violet said. "Rubbish and you know it." -Anthony to Violet"
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Julia Quinn |
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b8c416b
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Everyone has secrets. Especially me.
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Julia Quinn |
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5f1505a
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No. really, what was the point? She could hardly top Version Fifteen, which had featured both vivisection and wild boar.
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Julia Quinn |
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aff24f5
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Watch over Honoria, will you? See that she doesn't marry an idiot.
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friends
humor
love
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Julia Quinn |
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bc17819
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He didn't know where the thought had come from, or what strange corner of his brain had come to that conclusion, because he was quite certain it would be nearly impossible to live with her, but somehow he knew that it wouldn't be at all difficult to love her.
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Julia Quinn |
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3c6c401
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It has oft been said that physicians make the worst patients, but it is the opinion of This Author that any man makes a terrible patient. One might say it takes patience to be a patient, and heaven knows, the males of our species lack an abundance of patience.
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Julia Quinn |
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2f67f86
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I do not tell you often enough, dear Mother, how very grateful I am that I am yours. It is a rare parent who would offer a child such latitude and understanding. It is an even rarer one who calls a daughter friend. I do love you, dear Mama.
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mother
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Julia Quinn |
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a2875e7
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Don't settle. Know what you want and reach for it. And if you don't know what you want, be patient. The answers will
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love
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Julia Quinn |
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ea34ef3
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Caroline stamped her foot in frustration, but when it landed, it landed on something considerably less flat than the floor. "Owww!" he yelled. Oh! His foot!Sorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorry , she mouthed.I didn't mean it. "If you think I can understand that," he growled, "you're crazier than I'd originally thought."
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humor
julia-quinn
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Julia Quinn |
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6e20922
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I won't be satisfied with anything less than everything,
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Julia Quinn |
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e3f6a6c
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Thou Shalt Not Covet Thy Cousin"s Wife. Moses must have forgotten to write that one down"
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Julia Quinn |
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7ccffb4
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What happened to your face?" Harriet asked. "It was a misunderstanding," Daniel said smoothly, wondering how long it might take for his bruises to heal. He did not think he was particularly vain, but the questions were growing tiresome. "A misunderstanding?" Elizabeth echoed. "With an anvil?" "Oh, stop," Harriet admonished her. "I think he looks very dashing." "As if he dashed into an anvil." "Pay no attention," Harriet said to him. "She l..
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Julia Quinn |
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24f72d7
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You are always looking at people like this." And then she made a face, one he couldn't possibly begin to describe. "If I ever look like that," he said dryly, "precisely like that, to be more precise, I give you leave to shoot me."
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romance
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Julia Quinn |
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b4f9acf
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Every unmarried man is looking for a wife. They just don't always know it.
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Julia Quinn |
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329b87d
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I don't like your tone," was Violet's standard answer when one of her children was winning an argument."
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winning-an-argument
tone
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Julia Quinn |
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daa000e
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I had to do something," she said. "I couldn't just sit and wait for life to happen to me any longer."
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Julia Quinn |
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937e83e
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If you cannot recognize the problem, there is no way that I could explain it to you." He laughed, damn the man. "My goodness," he said, "that was an expert sidestep."
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Julia Quinn |
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d45d431
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Michael nodded tersely, eyeing a table across the room. It was empty. So empty. So joyfully, blessedly empty. He could picture himself a very happy man at that table. "Not feeling very conversational this evening, are we?" Colin asked, breaking into his (admittedly tame) fantasies."
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romance
humor
julia-quinn
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Julia Quinn |
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461bff3
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Miss. My. Wife.
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wife
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Julia Quinn |
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855c89d
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There was a certain history to this. While heavily pregnant with Amelia, she had asked him if she was radiant or if she just looked like a waddling duck. He told her she'd looked like a radiant duck. This had not been the correct answer.
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Julia Quinn |
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34ebed4
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Don't tell me your name. It's likely to awaken my conscience, and that's the last thing we want.
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Julia Quinn |
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fd6e6c5
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Oh, very well, do you want to know why I really think you should keep a journal?" She nodded. "Because someday you're going to grow into yourself, and you will be as beautiful as you already are smart."
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Julia Quinn |
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ebb686b
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Turn right up ahead," he directed. "It'll take us directly to my cottage." She did as he asked. "Does your cottage have a name?" "My Cottage." "I might have known," she muttered. He smirked. Quite a feat, in her opinion, since he looked sick as a dog. "I'm not kidding," he said. Sure enough, in another minute they pulled up in front of an elegant country house, complete with a small, unobtrusive sign in front reading, MY COTTAGE"
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Julia Quinn |
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7960030
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He looks like a man.' 'How descriptive,' Susan said in a droll tone. 'Remind me never to advise you to seek work as a novelist.
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Julia Quinn |
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7800f9a
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Turner let his face fell into his hands. "I'm never going to touch her again", he moaned. "He's never going to touch me again!" they heard Miranda roar. "Well,it doesn't look like you'll have much argument from your wife on that point", Olivia chirped."
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Julia Quinn |
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c147042
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He loved her. He wanted her. He needed her. And he needed her now.
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Julia Quinn |
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07c50e0
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Simon stopped breathing until her forefinger touched his nipple, and then his hand shot up to cover hers. "I want you," he said. Her eyes flicked downward, and her lips curved ever so slightly. "I know." "No," he groaned, pulling her closer. "I want to be in your heart. I want-" His entire body shuddered when their skin touched. "I want to be in your soul."
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love
simon
intimacy
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Julia Quinn |
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2dfe2ab
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And if that weren't bad enough, the next sound he heard was a loud click. The damned woman had locked him out. She'd taken all the food and locked him out. "You'll pay for this!" he yelled at the door. "Do be quiet," came the muffled reply. "I'm eating."
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food
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Julia Quinn |
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295e214
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No words for the passion. No words for the need. No words for the sheer epiphany of the moment. And so, on an otherwise unremarkable Friday afternoon, in the heart of Mayfair, in a quiet drawing room on Mount Street, Colin Bridgerton kissed Penelope Featherington. And it was glorious.
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romance
love
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Julia Quinn |
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5a6c2a8
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There were only so many ways a man"s heart could break, and he had a feeling his couldn"t survive another puncture."
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Julia Quinn |
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9483a40
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It was a damned good thing men couldn't have children. Gregory took no shame in admitting that the human race would have died out generations earlier.
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Julia Quinn |
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954b148
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Of course none of those men was suitable. Half were after your fortune, and as for the other half--well, you would have reduced them to tears within a month." "Such tenderness for your youngest child," Hyacinth muttered. "It quite undoes me."
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Julia Quinn |