sticks and stones might break your bones, but cement pays homage to tradition.
Estelle GettyTag: humor italian golden-girls patrillo sicily sophia
Hair disheveled, smiling lips, sweating and tipsy,
garment torn, singing a love song, glass in hand,
picking a quarrel, chanting a spell,
yesterday at midnight she came and sat by my bed.
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She leaned forward, her gaze so intense that Helen wanted to look away. “And I love him more for it. Do you hear me? He was a good man when he went away to the Colonies. He came back an extraordinary man. So many think that bravery is a single act of valor in a field of battle—no forethought, no contemplation of the consequences. An act over in a second or a minute or two at most. What my brother has done, is doing now, is to live with his burden for years. He knows that he will spend the rest of his life with it. And he soldiers on.” She sat back in her chair, her gaze still locked with Helen’s. “That to my mind is what real bravery is.”
-Sophia to Helen about Alistair.
Tag: helen sophia elizabeth-hoyt to-beguile-a-beast alistair
He doesn’t like making others uncomfortable.”
-Helen to Sophia about Alistair
Tag: helen sophia elizabeth-hoyt to-beguile-a-beast alistair
You can drive.”
When he raised an eyebrow, she said, "I've had enough contact with human males to realize you seem to have a congenital inability to function while a female is at the wheel, and I'd rather your full attention be on the case.
Why is it”—she shivered as he kissed the top of her spine, went lower—“that I always end up naked while you remain dressed?”
A husky masculine chuckle, his lips moving over her shoulder, his hands on her hips. “Because I'm a smart man.
Kingsley nodded. 'Of course. Sophia always did say wisdom had to be earned.
Melissa de la CruzTag: wisdom force blue sophia mimi schuyler jordan bloods kingsley venator
Sophia got up, taking one last look at the extraordinary daughter Councilor Nikita Duncan had borne.
Nalini SinghTaking a sip of the hot chocolate he'd made her, she met his gaze, those eerie eyes of endless black impenetrable, unreadable.
"Max?"
"Yes?"
"Will you remember me?"
His heart broke into a thousand pieces. "Always.
She’s got the kind of exotic beauty I always dreamed about. But really, who cares about stuff like that anymore? Being pretty isn’t going to keep my butt out of Omega’s crosshairs.
Summer LaneTag: sophia cassidy-hart collapse-series
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