I'll never look at you in any way but complete admiration.” He stroked her hair soothingly. “You will never be a millstone about my neck. Rather you're the sunshine that brightens my day.” He swallowed. “Don't you see? You brought me into the daylight. You've embraced parts of me that I was never able to let see light. Don't make me retreat again into the night. (Winter Makepeace)
Elizabeth HoytStichwörter: winter elizabeth-hoyt thief-of-shadows
But he place a gentle palm under her chin and turned her face back to him. “I'm privileged to see you like this,” he said, his eyes fierce. “Wear you social mask at your balls and parties and when you visit your friends out there, but when we are alone, just the two of us in here, promise me this: that you'll show me only your real face, no matter how ugly you might think it. That's our true intimacy, not sex, but the ability to be ourselves when we are together. (Winter Makepeace)
Elizabeth HoytStichwörter: winter elizabeth-hoyt thief-of-shadows
Do you think they’ll target her as well
as you? Surely if you simply stay away from the gel, she’ll be safe?”
“But I don’t propose to stay away from her,” Reynaud said.
“Ah.” Vale stared at him for a moment, and then a wide smile spread across his face.
“Like that, is it?”
“That,” Reynaud snarled, “is none of your business.”
“Indeed?” Vale was grinning like an idiot now. “Well, well, well.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“I have no idea. I just like saying it. Well, well, well. Makes one sound uncommonly
insightful.
You are my family. If we never have children, I will be disappointed, but if I never have you, I will be devastated. I love you. I need you. Please trust me enough to be my wife.
Elizabeth HoytNow, then, young lady. Which of these gentlemen will you marry?"
"This one." She squeezed [his] arm.
The vicar inspected [him] and sniffed. "Doesnt look that much different from the other one."
"Nevertheless"- she fought to remain sober-faced- "this is the man I want.
Harry tucked her arm through his and marched her to the door.
"Stop!"
"What?"
Men could be so obtuse. "Do I look like I've just been tumbled?"
Harry's lips twitched. "You look like the most beautiful woman in the world." He kissed her soundly again. He hadn't exactly answered her question, but it was too late now.
I am a whore," she said. "And in addition to that, I am not a nice woman. But despite these facts, my word is gold.
Elizabeth HoytStichwörter: coral
But Sir Alistair’s gaze was different. Those other men had looked at her with lust or speculation or crass curiosity, but they hadn’t been looking at her really. They’d been looking at what she represented to them: physical love or a valuable prize or an object to be gawked at. When Sir Alistair stared at her, well, he was looking at her.
Elizabeth HoytStichwörter: love beauty identity depth superficiality
He was aware, suddenly, of the chill condensing clammily on his skin, the smell of damp cobblestones, of the very air flowing in and out of his lings.
But most of all he was aware of the woman, this woman, his woman, standing so proudly, waiting patiently for him, only him.
He walked toward her and knew with every fiber of his being that he walked to life itself.
He pulled back, staring at her in the dim carriage, his brows still knit. "Megs?"
Oh, right. She still hadn't told him. Well, it was his own fault; his mouth was simply delicious.
"I love you," she said, speaking clearly so that there might be no confusion.
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