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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 24cc217 | Sebastian Grey. The worrds rang like a miserable moan in her head. On the list of men she ought not to be kissing, he had to rank at the top, along with the King, Lord Liverpool, and the chimney sweep. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 8ed12a2 | Is what worth it?' He let go of her hand just long enough to wave at the crowd. 'This. This endless parade of parties' ... She fell silent for a moment, her eyes taking on a faraway look as she said, 'But yes, I suppose it is worth it. It has to be worth it ... I want a husband. I want a family. It's not so silly when you think about it. I'm fourth of eight children. All I know are large families. I shouldn't know how to exist outside of on.. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 7d1e3b4 | She tried to remind herself that beauty was only skin deep, but that didn't offer any helpful excuses when she was berating herself for never knowing what to say to people. There was nothing more depressing than an ugly girl with no personality. It hurts, because deep inside, she knew who she was, and that person was smart and kind and often very funny, but somehow her personality always got lost somewhere between her heart and her mouth, a.. | personality self-esteem | Julia Quinn | |
| ab0a709 | What can I do for you, Mother?" he asked. "And don't say 'Dance with Hermione Smythe-Smith.' Last time I did that I nearly lost three toes in the process." "I wasn't going to ask anything of the sort," Violet replied. "I was going to ask you to dance with Prudence Featherington." "Have Mercy, Mother," he moaned. "She's even worse." "I'm not asking you to marry the chit," she said. "Just dance with her." Benedict fought a groan. Prudence Fea.. | Julia Quinn | ||
| f1eea06 | Miss Featherington!' Lady D boomed. 'You haven't told me who you suspect.' 'No, Penelope,' Colin said, a rather smirky smile on his face, 'you haven't.' Penelope's first instinct was to mumble something under her breath and hope that Lady Danbury's age had left her hard enough of hearing that she would assume that any lack of understanding was the fault of her own ears and not Penelope's lips. But even without glancing to her side, she coul.. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 93f08b4 | Penelope gulped down the tea she'd been in the process of sipping. Colin had a way of looking at a person, his green eyes so focused and intent that you felt as if you must be the only two people in the universe. Unfortunately for Penelope, it also seemed to have a way of reducing her to a stammering imbecile. If they were in the midst of a conversation, she could generally hold her own, but when he surprised her like that, turning his atte.. | Julia Quinn | ||
| f29f59e | Oh, very well, do you want to know why Ireally 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. And then you can look back into your diary and realize just how silly little girls like Fiona Bennet are. And you'll laugh when you remember that your mother said your legs started at your shoulders. And maybe you'll save a little smile for me.. | julia-quinn | Julia Quinn | |
| 956a560 | Caroline Trent hadn't meant to shoot Percival Prewitt, but she had, and now he was dead. Or at least she thought he was dead. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 4f56897 | Forty-five minutes later, Benedict was slouching in his chair, his eyes glazed. Every now and then he had to stop and make sure his mouth wasn't hanging open. His mother's conversation was boring. The young lady she had wanted to discuss with him had actually turned out to be seven young ladies, each of which she him was better than the last. Benedict thought he might go mad. Right here in his mother's sitting room he was going to go st.. | Julia Quinn | ||
| d289500 | It was cold. Really cold. And there was an awful scurrying noise that definitely belong to a small, four-legged creature.Or even worse, a large, four-legged creature. Or to be more precise, a large version of a small, four-legged creature. Rats. "Oh,God," Sophie moaned. She didn't often take the Lord's name in vain, but now seemed as good a time as any to start. Maybe He would hear, and maybe He would smite the rats. Yes, that would do very.. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 172b41e | What is there not to like about cupids?" "You don't find them rather dangerous?" "Chubby little babies?" "Carrying deadly weapons." | Julia Quinn | ||
| 39c4d10 | If he hadn't married Iris, he'd want her for a friend | Julia Quinn | ||
| f513d7f | You're twisting my words." "I think you are doing a fine job of twisting them yourself." | Julia Quinn | ||
| a8eee7c | Honoria had a plan. It had come to her in church that morning. (The ladies went; the gentlemen somehow managed to get out of it.) It wasn't terribly complicated; she needed only a sunny day, a halfway acceptable sense of direction, and a shovel. | julia-quinn just-like-heaven | Julia Quinn | |
| 52cfffd | You should do that more often," he said. "Laugh, I mean." "I know." But that sounded sad, and she didn't want to be sad, so she added, "I don't often get to torture grown men, though." "Really?" he murmured. "I would think you do it all the time." She looked at him. "When you walk into a room," he said softly, "the air changes." -- | julia-quinn love-story romance | Julia Quinn | |
| 0eda2c0 | Michael wondered what the legal ramifications were for strangling a knight of the realm. Surely nothing he couldn"t live with." | Julia Quinn | ||
| 025cbee | If I wanted Belle," he cut in, "I would have asked her to marry me." He pulled her more tightly against him. "Henry, I love you. I'd love you if you wore a sackcloth. I'd love you if you had a mustache." He paused and tweaked her nose. "Well, the mustache would be difficult. Please promise me you won't grow one." | Julia Quinn | ||
| b173f22 | Finally, he reached his street. It was quiet, blessedly so, and the only sound was his own groan as he lifted his foot to the first stone step at the entrance to Winstead House. The only sound, that was, until someone whispered his name. He froze. "Anne?" A figure stepped out of the shadows, trembling in the night. "Daniel," she said again, and if she said anything more, he did not hear it. He was down the stairs in an instant, and she was .. | anne daniel julia-quinn | Julia Quinn | |
| 17180ed | Alex finally turned around and noticed that there were three women in the room. He quickly swept his eyes over them, taking in their comfortable position. As his gaze settled on Emma, she lifted her teacup to her lips and took a sip. "My, my," he drawled, "aren't we the best of friends?" All three women shot him irritated glances. Alex looked a trifle disgruntled at their collective unfavorable response to his presence." | Julia Quinn | ||
| f198543 | she could not bear to let someone else perform a task when she could do it better herself. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 035d6f3 | I wanted to skewer her with a stare, flay her with a frown, impale her with a--I say, what are you doing?" Charles would have answered her, but he was laughing so hard he was doubled over." | Julia Quinn | ||
| 9e40015 | 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." | humor | Julia Quinn | |
| 440872b | Very well," he said with a small sigh. "Ladies today are so very capable. It breaks my hea rt, really." He leaned in, almost as if sharing a secret. "No one likes to feel superfluous." Grace just stared at him. "Rendered mute by my grace and charm," he said, stepping back to allow them to exit. "It happens all the time. Really, I shouldn"t be allowed near the ladies. I have such a vexing effect on you." | Julia Quinn | ||
| 9367742 | I--" She swallowed, perhaps summoning her courage, then continued, "I would not lie to you and say that I did not want this." "Me," he cut in peevishly. "You wanted me." She closed her eyes. "Yes," she finally said, "I wanted you." Part of him wanted to interrupt again, to remind her that she still wanted him, that it wasn't and would never be in the past. "But I can't have you," she said quietly, "and because of that, you can't have me." A.. | anne-wynter daniel-smythe-smith julia-quinn smyth-smith-quartet | Julia Quinn | |
| 9419a7d | This is why I didn't get married last year," she said to him. "I wouldn't be here to nurse you." She thought about that for a moment. "Of course, one could make the argument that you wouldn't be in this situation if not for me. But we're not going to dwell upon that." | Julia Quinn | ||
| 058a8af | I don't think Henrietta suits anyone," she replied. Then she offered him her cheeky smile, and Alex saw in an instant why Dunford was falling like a rock for this girl. She had spirit, and although she didn't realize it yet, she had beauty, and Dunford didn't have a chance." | Julia Quinn | ||
| 148c15b | I believe I may kill you before the season is out," Sarah remarked in much the same tone she used when saying, I believe I shall have lemonade instead of tea." | Julia Quinn | ||
| 987261b | Honoria sighed. "We can't do what we did last year." "I don't see why not," Sarah said. "I can't imagine anyone would recognize it from our interpretation" | Julia Quinn | ||
| 641ba95 | I may not like performing in musicales, but I love rehearsing with the three of you." Her three cousins stared at her, momentarily nonplussed. "Don't you realize how lucky we are?" Honoria said. And then, when no one leapt to agree, she added, "To have each other?" "Couldn't we have each other over a game of cards?" Iris suggested." | Julia Quinn | ||
| 3825e2c | Listen to me," Iris said again. "If we attempt this piece, we will be massacred." "By whom?" Daisy asked. Iris just looked at her, completely unable to articulate a reply. "By the music," Sarah put in. "Oh, you've decided to join the discussion, then," Honoria said. "Don't be sarcastic," Sarah snipped. "Where were the two of you when I was trying to pick something out?" "They were moving the piano." "Daisy!" all three of them yelled. "What .. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 1ce7484 | Go, go," she urged. "Don't worry about me. I'll find some other poor unsuspecting fool to torture. And yes, before you feel the need to protest, I did just call you a fool." "That, I think, may be the one privilege that consanguinity does allow." She cackled with delight. "You are a prince among nephews," she proclaimed. "Your second favorite," he murmured. "You'll rise to the top of the list if you find a way to destroy her violin." | Julia Quinn | ||
| 2da17ea | Honoria Smythe-Smith," Sarah said, positively grinning, "I am so proud of you." "I would ask why," Honoria replied warily, "but I'm not sure I want to know the answer" | Julia Quinn | ||
| 3d0ead0 | A shiver raced down Daphne's spine, causing her to sway. In just a moment, she would belong to this man forever. Simon's head turned slightly, his eyes darting to her face. his eyes asked. She nodded, a tiny little jog of her chin that only he could see. Something blazed in his eyes-- could it be relief? -- Gregory sneezed for a fourth time, then a fifth and sixth, completely obliterating the archbishop's "man and wife." Daphne felt a.. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 6788f6c | I wasn't in any danger," Henry said quickly. "Dunford likes to exaggerate." "He does?" Alex asked, raising his brows. "He was very anxious," she told him, then turned to Emma as if she had to explain. "He gets very anxious." "Anxious?" Emma echoed. "Dunford?" Alex asked at the very same time. "You must be joking," Emma added, in a tone that suggested there could be no other possible alternative." | Julia Quinn | ||
| 877452d | con-tu-ber-nal(noun). One who occupies the same tent; a tent-fellow, comrade. The thought of Percy Prewitt as my contubernal causes me to break out in hives. -From the personal dictionary of Caroline Trent | Julia Quinn | ||
| 563efca | Are you certain you'll be happy?" she asked. Eloise smiled ruefully. "It's a little late to wonder, don't you think?" "It might be too late to do anything about it, but it's never too late to wonder." | Julia Quinn | ||
| 1f1b63f | Neither one of you is going to kill, maim, attack, or even hug the other for at least thirty minutes. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 23afd1d | Have you found the milk," he asked, "or must I venture out in search of a cow?" | Julia Quinn | ||
| 0e66e15 | I should thank you'', she said. His lips stilled, and she felt him smile against his skin. ''For what?'' ''Everything, really. But mostly for being you | love personality | Julia Quinn | |
| 99dc879 | You have asked her to marry you, I hope'' ''I might have demanded it'', he admitted. ''Even better | marriage | Julia Quinn | |
| 7b5eba1 | But I wouldn't choose to spend time with them." Sebastian considered this, "Especially my father. As he's dead." | Julia Quinn | ||
| f82f2df | So when the weather wasn't too overbearingly hot he tucked her arm in the crook of his elbow, and they walked about town, running errands and asking questions. And falling in love | love | Julia Quinn | |
| 98b4c7c | You have a freckle," he murmured. "Right" - he leaned down and dropped a light kiss near the inside of her elbow - "here." "You've seen it before," she said softly. It wasn't in an immodest spot; she had plenty of frocks with short sleeves. He chuckled. "But I've never given it it's proper due." "Really." "Mmm-hmm." He lifted her arm, twisting it just a bit so that he could pretend to be studying her freckle. "It is clearly the most de.. | discovery freckle investigation love sex | Julia Quinn | |
| 6d95ae0 | Guilty?" George's face betrayed his surprise. "Whatever for?" "That neither of your brothers ever offered for me." Another thing she probably should not have said. But as it happened, Billie did think that Lady Manston felt this way. And when George's expression slid from curiosity to something that might have been jealousy... well, Billie could not help but feel a little pleased. "So I think she's trying to make it up to me," she said .. | idea jealousy love | Julia Quinn |