Charles stepped forward, looking outraged. 'Him?' he cried. 'But I clobbered him! You can't marry him, Ally.
Marissa DoyleStichwörter: humor charles bewitching-season leland-sisters marissa-doyle
That was what the season was, after all- a marriage market for the offspring of the aristocracy.
Marissa DoyleGood-bye, Pen Leland. If we meet again, maybe in London next season, you'll pardon me if I don't pursue an acquaintance with you. It's hard to chat about the weather when one's heart is breaking—
Marissa DoyleA true lady is known by her conduct under trying circumstances.
Marissa DoyleHe's a boy. They don't learn sense until they're thirty. If then.
Marissa DoyleThe situation was absurd. He wore riding boots with spurs. Her hair tumbled about her like a shaggy pony's. They were in the schoolroom with the furniture pushed about higgledy-piggledy. But in that instant, she would have danced a fandango with a rose in her teeth if Lochinvar had asked her to.
Marissa DoyleStichwörter: funny
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