I can't help wanting. I want you to burn as I burn. I want you to lie awake at night thinking of me. If you sleep, I want you to dream of me. I want you to tell me that you can't stand the sight of me dancing with another woman. I want to know this last week has been as miserable for you as it has been for me.
Sara LindseyTags: love regency-romance
No, I'm not smart," he whispered against her ear, "but I was wise enough to fall in love with you and clever enough to convince you to marry me. I hope I'm not so stupid that I would ever let you go.
Sara LindseyTags: love regency-romance
Aden St. George managed to avoid having to kill the guard stationed outside his quarry’s crypt-like cell, although the thug outside the caves hadn’t been so lucky. Still, that bastard had tried to knife him in the gut so Aden could hardly be faulted for returning the favor. And knowing what he did about the men who’d kidnapped Lady Vivien Shaw, he wouldn’t waste his fitful conscience on that brutal but necessary act. Killing was not a favorite pastime, but only rarely did it disturb his sleep.
Tonight’s rescue mission carried no inconvenient opportunities for remorse since a woman’s life and innocence hung in the balance. True, the gossips whispered that Lady Vivien’s innocence was an open question, but what would happen to her if Aden failed wasn’t. Without his intervention she would disappear into a nightmarish life, forever beyond the protection of her family and friends.
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Linnet’s thudding heart raced blood through her veins, sending a flush of embarrassing heat to her face. She had been avoiding him, but she could never tell him why. It took all her discipline not to quail under Sir Anthony’s penetrating gaze.
Blast the man. She’d lost count of the times he’d made her feel like a blushing maiden. Strictly speaking, she was still a maiden, but she’d given up blushing years ago—along with simpering, flirting, and so many other talents deemed useful to unmarried women.
Except, of course, in Sir Anthony’s august presence.
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Forgiveness was such a tricky business. One could forgive with all sincerity one moment and then be overcome by feelings of anger and ill-use the next.
Claudia HarbaughTags: inspirational regency-romance
I only hope I may not be ruined,” she was saying miserably. “I should be obliged to marry you after all, and then I’d likely murder you before the wedding breakfast was over.
Christina BrookeTags: romance historical-romance regency-romance
A gentleman can’t let a lady sleep in an armchair while he takes his ease in a bed.”
“But you are not a gentleman,” she pointed out. “You are the greatest scoundrel in all the land.”
He tilted his head to consider that. “All right. You take the chair.
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She narrowed her gaze. “I don’t trust you to keep your eyes closed.”
“Smart woman,” he said. “I wouldn’t trust me, either, if I were you.
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Good night, my lord.” The words were pronounced in her most withering tone.
By contrast, he remained quite alarmingly unwithered long after she left.
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Keep your hands off me.” She spoke viciously, through her teeth, and he caught a glimpse of her deVere ancestry.
She was a virago in tiny, fragile, fairy form.
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