You know as well as I do, damn you. Like it or not I seem to have grown a heart. I have absolutely no use for the damned thing, but there it sits, demanding Elinor. I can't live without her.
Anne StuartMots clés humor-inspirational
Lord save us, first you have a heart, now you have a god? Will wonders never cease?
Anne StuartMots clés humor
She swam to the shallow end of the pool and stood up, yanking the shrinking top
of the bathing suit up to a more demure level.
"That's a shame," Peter Jensen's cool voice emerged from the shadows. "I was
hoping gravity would win.
Goodbye, Lord Rohan," she said. The door to Lina's house stood open, the footman waitig patiently. "I don't expect we'll see each other again."
His smile was slow, mocking, irresistibly devilish. "Would you care to wager on that, my love?
And yet still she watched him... he wondered why. One possibility, and by far his favorite, was that she was planning his murder.
Anne StuartMots clés humor
And what if you don't come?"
"I will. No matter what happens."
"I’ll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way,'" she murmured.
She could dream of happy endings. For him, if not for her.
Anne StuartThey had known each other for many years. Young Jacob had found his way onto a ship borne for the tropics, indentured to a pair of wealthy male planters, and he’d run away, ending up at the decaying ruins of La Briere, the plantation house of the de Malheurs. Lucien had been living there alone, the only survivor of a virulent outbreak of cholera, and the two young men, barely more than boys, had bonded together, determined to escape.
Anne StuartHe should have known someone like Lucien de Malheur would offer no loyalty, no male solidarity.
Anne StuartMind you she was quite exquisite when she wasn't on a tirade.
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