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9a5babe
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Haven, don't ask me to define the boundaries of normal. You know how I was raised. My father once struck strands of his own pubic hair onto a painting and sold it for a million dollars.
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Lisa Kleypas |
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454dc6d
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Sam was waiting for her,his gaze sweeping over her. "Looks great." "I look like a geek," Lucy said. "I smell like a brewery. And I need a bra." "My dream date."
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Lisa Kleypas |
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9a1e9de
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I told him I had always kept my inner Martha Stewart chained in the basement, but for his sake I would set her loose." ~ Haven Travis"
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Lisa Kleypas |
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af5d2f9
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In this life and the next, you're my only hope at happiness.
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Lisa Kleypas |
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0d101d7
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Why was love so easy for some people and so hard for others?
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Lisa Kleypas |
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594d7d2
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I suppose when you say you slept with him, it was more than just a nap?" Lillian shot her a withering glance. "Daisy, don't be a pea wit."
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humour
romance
historical-romance
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Lisa Kleypas |
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8392d52
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Falling hard and fast. And there didn't seem to be a thing I could do about it.
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Lisa Kleypas |
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49a5b7c
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I don't really like this song," Emma had said. "You told me it was your favourite." "It's beautiful. But it always makes me sad." "Why, love?" he'd asked gently. "It's about finding each other again. About someone coming home." Emma had lifted her head from his shoulder and looked at him earnestly. "It's about losing someone, and having to wait until you're together in heaven." "There's nothing in the lyrics about heaven," he'd said. "But t..
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love
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Lisa Kleypas |
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d0f46b6
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Simon," she whispered, vaguely surprised that she had just used his first name, for she had never used it even in the privacy of her thoughts. Moistening her dry lips, she tried once more, and to her astonishment, she did it again. "Simon..." "Yes?" A new tension had entered his long, hard body, and at the same time, his hand moved over the shape of her skull in the softest caress possible. "Please... take me to my room." Hunt tilted her he..
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Obviously he's courting the entire family," West told her. "I can't speak for everyone else, but I for one feel thoroughly wooed."
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Lisa Kleypas |
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2340ac2
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The right words can bind someone more effectively than chains.
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Lisa Kleypas |
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All husbands are unfaithful in one way or another." Lillian and Daisy glanced at each other with raised brows. "Father isn't," Lillian replied smartly. Mercedes responded with a laugh that sounded like crackling leaves being crushed underfoot. "Isn't he, dear? Perhaps he has stayed true to me physically--one can never be certain about these things. But his work has proved a more jealous and demanding mistress than a flesh-and-blood woman co..
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kleypas
wallflowers
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Lisa Kleypas |
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9de2d40
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Does he behave in rude or improper ways?" "He's a Bowman. We don't know any better."
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1121aec
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You told me you believed marriage was for other people." "You're the only man who could make me believe that it's for me, too. Although when you get down to it, love is what's real. I still say marriage is just a piece of paper." Jack smiled. "Let's find out," he said, and he pulled me down to the bed with him. Jack & Ella"
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travis
jack
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Oh, all right," she said balefully, beginning to shake all over. "I'll admit it--I want you. There, are you satisfied? I want you." "In what capacity? Lover, or husband?" Annabelle stared at him in shock. "What?" His arms slid around her, holding her quivering frame securely against his. He said nothing, only watched her intently as she tried to grasp the implications of the question. "But you're not the marrying kind," she managed to sa..
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Time is what I'm giving you," he said, staring down at her. His hand curved beneath her chin, compelling her to look at him. "There's only one way for me to prove that I will love you and be faithful to you for the rest of my life. And that's by loving you and being faithful to you for the rest of my life. Even if you don't want me. Even if you choose not to be with me. I'm giving you all the time I have left. I vow to you that from this mo..
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love
kathleen
ohmygod-i-m-crying
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Lisa Kleypas |
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1dcd6b9
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Sebastian left the bed and went to the washstand on unsteady legs. He felt dazed, uncertain, as if he were the one who had just lost his virginity instead of Evangeline. He had long thought that there was nothing new for him to experience. He had been wrong. For a man whose lovemaking was a practiced blend of technique and choreography, it had been a shock to find himself at the spontaneous mercy of his own passions. He had meant to withdra..
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Lisa Kleypas |
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113732b
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You can't love someone new without getting over the last one.
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Lisa Kleypas |
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102ca3d
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Evie gave birth later that year to a high-spirited girl with flame-colored curls, leading St. Vincent to the conclusion that it was his destiny to be loved by many red-haired women. He was very pleased.
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08d819d
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I love you," Sam said, and set his mouth against hers, and broke off the kiss because he had to say it again. "I love you." Lucy's trembling fingers came to his lips, caressing them gently, "Are you sure? How do you know it's not just about sex?" "It is about sex...sex with your mind, sex with your soul, sex with the color of your eyes, the smell of your skin. I want to sleep in your bed. I want you to be the first thing I see every morning..
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sex
romance
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Lisa Kleypas |
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fa6677f
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Her chances of a decent marriage were about to be dashed-and all because of a ferret.
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marriage
humor
poppy
spinster
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b1d4ea3
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He spoke just beneath her ear, his voice thick with tormented pleasure. "You have to leave, Sara ... because I want to hold you like this until your skin melts into mine. I want you in my bed, the smell of you on my sheets, your hair spread across my pillow. I want to take your innocence. God! I want to ruin you for anyone else." Blindly Sara flattened her hand on his cheek, against the scratch of newly grown beard. "What if I want the same..
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Lisa Kleypas |
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2b67f22
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Maybe he's not college-smart, but he's smart in a way they can't teach.
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Lisa Kleypas |
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3cc1bea
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Sometimes the closest-held secrets in the world can be pried out by the right question at the right time.
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Lisa Kleypas |
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332c57c
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I know many scientific facts about the human heart- not the least of which is that it's far easier to make a heart stop beating entirely than to keep it from loving the wrong person.
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love
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Lisa Kleypas |
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53f3086
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Evie picked up the smallest of the rings and tried it on the fourth finger of her left hand. It fit perfectly. Raising it closer to her face, she examined the design. It was the simplest of all the rings, a polished gold band engraved with the words Tha Gad Agam Ort. "What does this mean?" she asked MacPhee. "It says, 'My love is upon ye."
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45729d9
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You fault me for having standards?' Sebastian countered icily. 'Not at all. I fault you for having two sets of them.' ~ Sebastian, Lord St. Vincent & Cam Rohan.
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romantic
perfect-hero
swoony
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Lisa Kleypas |
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3479178
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When he had explained why investors who wanted low risk and moderate returns should put their capital into national debt shares, Daisy had interrupted him by asking, "Father, wouldn't it be wonderful if hummingbirds had tea parties and we were small enough to be invited?"
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Feeling the slight tremor of his fingers against her skin, Daisy was emboldened to remark, "I've never been attracted to tall men before. But you make me feel--" "If you don't keep quiet," he interrupted curtly, "I'm going to strangle you." Daisy felt silent, listening to the rhythm of his breath as it turned deeper, less controlled. By contrast his fingers became more certain in their task, working along the row of pearls until her dress..
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surrender
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de9e7ca
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I was desperate." "That wasn't the entire reason." His low voice sounded like a purr. "You also had a taste for the devil." "I didn't! I don't!" "You enjoyed cornering me, an infamous rake, in my own home with an offer I couldn't afford to refuse. Don't try to deny it-- I know you well enough by now." Incredibly, despite her grief and worry, Evie felt a smile working up to her lips. "Perhaps I did enjoy it, for a moment," she admitted."
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taste-for-the-devil
sebastian-st-vincent
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Lisa Kleypas |
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3686d8a
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You're mad," he said in a low voice, "if you think I would leave you now. I'll see you safe and well no matter what it takes."
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romantic
romance
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Lisa Kleypas |
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bc2c334
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Although Daisy was the mildest-tempered of all the Bowmans, she was by no means a coward. And she would not accept defeat without a fight. "You're forcing me to take desperate measures," she said. His reply was very soft. "There's nothing you can do." He had left her no choice. Daisy turned the key in the lock and carefully withdrew it. The decisive was abnormally loud in the silence of the room. Calmly Daisy tugged the top edge of ..
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find-the-key
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Lisa Kleypas |
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9fa511a
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So far you've spent your life striving to please others," she heard him say. "With a rather poor rate of success. Why don't you try pleasing yourself for a change? Why not live by your own rules? What has obeying the conventions ever gotten you?" Evie pondered the questions, and her breath hissed in pleasure as he found a particularly sore spot. "I like the conventions," she said after a moment. "There is nothing wrong with being an ordinar..
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1706e56
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You are everything that's ever been my favorite thing," she wanted to tell him. "You are my love song, my birthday cake, the sound of ocean waves and French words and a baby's laugh. You're a snow angel, creme brulee, a kaleidoscope filled with glitter. I love you and you'll never catch up, because I've gotten a head start and my heart is racing at light speed."
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Lisa Kleypas |
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aee99b5
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Mr. Rohan," she heard Beatrix ask, "are you going to marry my sister?" Amelia choked on her tea and set the cup down. She sputtered and coughed into her napkin. "Hush, Beatrix," Win murmured. "But she's wearing his ring--" Poppy clamped her hand over Beatrix's mouth. " " "I might," Cam replied. His eyes sparkled with mischief as he continued. "I find your sister a bit lacking in humor. And she doesn't seem particularly obedient. On the..
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beatrix
cant-brawl-in-front-of-ladies
st-vincent
merripen
cam
poppy
win
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Lisa Kleypas |
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6c11dc9
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You are everything that's ever been my favorite thing," she wanted to tell him. "You are my love song, my birthday cake, the sound of ocean waves and French words and a baby's laugh. You're a snow angel, creme brulee, a kaleidoscope filled with glitter. I love you and you'll never catch up, because I've gotten a head start and my heart is racing at light speed." Someday"
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Lisa Kleypas |
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1ab8e3b
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Is that the Crystal Palace? Oh, it must be. It's so beautiful--much more so than the engravings I've seen." The building, which covered an area of more than nine acres, housed an international show of art and science called the Great Exhibition. Win had read about it in the French newspapers, which had aptly termed the exhibition one of the great wonders of the world. "How long since it was completed?" she asked, her step quickening as they..
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Lisa Kleypas |
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3530e9b
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Later in the evening, Devon and West had dinner in the dilapidated splendor of the dining room. The meal was of far better quality than they had expected, consisting of cold cucumber soup, roast pheasant dressed with oranges, and puddings rolled in sweetened bread crumbs. "I made the house steward unlock the cellar so I could browse over the wine collection," West remarked. "It's gloriously well provisioned. Among the spoils, there are at ..
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Lisa Kleypas |
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14a47c7
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I made the house steward unlock the cellar so I could browse over the wine collection," West remarked. "It's gloriously well provisioned. Among the spoils, there are at least ten varieties of important champagne, twenty cabernets, at least that many of bordeaux, and a large quantity of French brandy." "Perhaps if I drink enough of it," Devon said, "I won't notice the house falling down around our ears."
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Lisa Kleypas |
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80a0532
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Have you noticed nothing odd about their relationship, Valentine?" "No, and it's not appropriate for us to discuss it." Monsieur Broussard regarded Mrs. Pennywhistle with keen interest. "I'm French," he said. "I have no problem discussing it." Mrs. Pennywhistle lowered her voice, mindful of the scullery maids who were washing pots in the adjoining room. "There is some doubt as to whether they've had conjugal relations yet." "Now see here--"..
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Christopher's numbness started melting like spring ice. And it had nothing to do with the Armagnac. It was all Beatrix. God, he adored her. But the more he thawed, the more volatile he felt. Need surged beneath the thin veneer of self-control. Too much need. Setting the unfinished liquor on the carpeted floor, Christopher drew Beatrix between his knees. He bent forward to press his lips to her forehead. He could smell the tantalizing sweetn..
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b6923c0
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So your middle name is Heloise," he said. "Yes, after the medieval French nun. My father loved her writings. In fact, it occurs to me...Heloise was renowned for the love letters she exchanged with Abelard." Beatrix's expression brightened. "I've rather lived up to my namesake, haven't I?" "Since Abelard was eventually castrated by Heloise's family, I'm not especially fond of the comparison." Beatrix grinned. "You have nothing to worry about..
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Lisa Kleypas |
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5d64832
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The French wouldn't have you?" she asked, her voice muffled against his chest. "On the contrary, they adored me. But there's no entertainment in staying where one is wanted." "That's too bad," Amelia said, standing on her toes to kiss his cheek. "Because you're very much wanted here."
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