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“Isabella with her whip and boots and knives would chop anyone who tried to pen her up in a tower into pieces, build a bridge out of the remains, and walk carelessly to freedom, her hair looking fabulous the entire time.”
― cassandra clare

“It wouldn't be my move," Jace agreed. " First the candy and flowers, then the apology letters, THEN the ravenous demon hordes. In that order."
"He might have sent her candy and flowers," Isabelle said. "We don't know."
"Isabelle," said Hodge patiently, "this is the man who rained down destruction on Idris the like of which it had never seen,who set shadowhunter against Downworlder and made the streets of the Glass City run with blood."
"That's sort of hot," Isabella argued, " that evil thing.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Hugh le Despencer the Elder was speaking to his son, Hugh le Despencer the Younger. He said, 鈥淪on, given that you are effeminate and lack manly qualities, I think that the way for you for you to improve your lot in life is to become the King鈥檚 Chamberlain.”
― Michael G. Kramer, Isabella Warrior Queen

“The Black Prince is entombed at Canterbury Cathedral. His effigy reads: 鈥淪uch as thou art, sometimes was I, Such as I am, such thou shalt be, I thought little on hour of death, So long as I enjoyed breath, On earth I had great riches, Land, houses, great treasure, Horses money and gold, But now a wretched captive am I, Deep in the ground, lo I lie, My beauty great, is all quite gone, My flesh is wasted to the bone.”
― Michael G. Kramer, Isabella Warrior Queen

“You have touched my soul, and I have seen your heart, and I know I am forever changed by the essence of you.”
― Jenna Roads, Under a Painted Sky

“It's as if I've stepped through a time portal into a place where acceptance is the norm, so unreal.”
― Jenna Roads, Under a Painted Sky

“Wow, you must be in love if you are willing to sacrifice your manhood for the ultimate chick flick.”
― Jenna Roads, Under a Painted Sky

“I looked up into his emerald eyes where I think I could spend forever and managed to breathe out, "Ditto.”
― Jenna Roads, Under a Painted Sky

“The mountains were breathtakingly beautiful. It was so serene and tranquil. The rising sun with other balloons around it painted the sky with a silhouette that was major eye candy.”
― Jenna Roads, Under a Painted Sky

“Logan gave me a sultry kiss that should have fogged the windows.”
― Jenna Roads, Under a Painted Sky

“It is not your time, love. You will not die tonight.

All this time she thought herself in love with the notion of Death. His gallantry, his beautiful soul. She believed he loved her because he had spared her from his grip. But it had not been Death, but Black.

鈥淲hy?鈥� she asked, and her body shook, knowing his sacrifice, knowing he knew her most guarded secret.

鈥淏ecause I loved you,鈥� he murmured. 鈥淚 couldn鈥檛 let you go, because I knew I could no longer see you, I couldn鈥檛 live, either.鈥�

Black had risked his life to save her from taking her own.

He rose, helped her up and clutched her in his arms. 鈥淚t is too soon for you to make your decision,鈥� he said. 鈥淐ome to me when you know what you want. My wishes will remain unchanged.鈥�

鈥淲hat do you want?鈥�

He kissed her, pressed her body into his hot, hard one. 鈥淭o be inside you. To lay you out and touch you with my hands, my mouth and tongue. I want to slip deep inside you and never leave. I want to wake up in the morning and open my eyes to find you lying there next to me. I want to look at my children and see you in their little faces.鈥�

鈥淛ude,鈥� she whispered, holding him, weakening.

鈥淏ut I want you to want that as much as I do, Isabella.鈥�

鈥淲e have too many secrets,鈥� she began. 鈥淥ur pasts鈥︹€�

鈥淪ecrets, like passion, are meant to be spent. I will bear all my sins, all my secrets, when you come to me. It鈥檚 all I can offer. You see, little love, I鈥檓 afraid, too, but the difference between us is that I believe it鈥檚 worth it to face that fear if it means that I鈥檒l have you.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Seduction & Scandal

“You kissed me, and I opened my eyes and thought you were Death. You were the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, and I clung to the memory of you because it gave me comfort鈥攖he only bit of happiness I had ever had. You were my secret fantasy, my lover. My story鈥� Lord Death is you, and the woman he stalks鈥s me.鈥�

鈥淲hy have you come,鈥� he asked, 鈥渨hen you now know the truth?鈥�

鈥淏ecause when you saved me, you forged a link between us. I don鈥檛 believe it will ever break.鈥�

鈥淏ella,鈥� he whispered, 鈥淚 couldn鈥檛 allow you to take your life. Couldn鈥檛 bear the thought of existing in a world that you did not.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Seduction & Scandal

“If I didn't, would you be happy with someone like me? If we met under different circumstances, would you?”
― Kristine Pierce, You'll Be Safe Here

“Black would trust her with his secrets. He would protect hers. But did she trust him with her heart? Could she?

She thought of Wendell, and no longer felt any remorse for her feelings. She did not love him. Her heart had been taken two years ago, by a stranger she thought she had conjured up in the atmosphere of her imagination.

He had asked her to trust him鈥攁nd there was only one way she knew how. She reached into the wardrobe and pulled out the crimson gown.

No regrets. No seduction. No scandal. Only love.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Seduction & Scandal

“Jude,鈥� she whispered as she touched his face. 鈥淚鈥檓 so frightened of this. This bind that links us. It whispers to me to take what you鈥檙e offering, but I fear the consequences. I have lived the consequences.鈥�

His fingertips traced the column of her throat down over the swells of her breasts where they lingered until her breath caught. 鈥淚 am not your father, Isabella, and you are not your mother.鈥�

鈥淚 know, but鈥斺€�

鈥淭here are no certainties in life,鈥� he murmured as he lowered his head and kissed the apex of her breast where her heart hammered so hard. 鈥淏ut I can give you this certainty. I love you. And I want you. I have wanted you for so long, and that feeling has only grown. There must be trust between us, Isabella. Passion is not enough for me. I want more from you.鈥�

鈥淵ou ask for so much,鈥� she said, then trailed off.

鈥淣ot any more than I am offering you.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Seduction & Scandal

“The crimson satin lining gleamed in the firelight, and so, too, did his eyes. When he looked up at her, there was a mist to them once again.

鈥淟ittle magpie,鈥� he whispered as he looked at the black onyx ring. 鈥淵ou gave up everything for this, didn鈥檛 you?鈥�

She nodded. 鈥淭hat is how much I trust you. Everything I had hidden away in that biscuit jar went to this. All my worldly goods are in that ring, Jude.鈥�

鈥淭hen I will take it and hold it close, and never give you cause for regret.鈥� He put the ring on his index finger, and Isabella grinned. How perfect it looked鈥攈ow utterly sensual. She wanted that ringed hand on her body, comforting her. Loving her.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Seduction & Scandal

“Get me into the game, Izzy," Cameron said when he reached Isabella at the edge of Hart鈥檚 well-groomed lawn. Pairs of ladies and gentlemen waited beyond, a few gentlemen swinging mallets and rolling shoulders to show off for the ladies.

Isabella turned to Cameron in surprise. "We鈥檙e playing croquet."

"Yes, I know what the devil it is. Give me a damned mallet."

"But you hate croquet." Isabella continued to blink green eyes at him.

"I don鈥檛 hate it today. I want you to pair me with Mrs. Douglas."

"Ah." Isabella鈥檚 surprised look turned to one of interest. "Mrs. Douglas, is it?”
― Jennifer Ashley, The Many Sins of Lord Cameron

“O that I were a man, or that I had power

To execute my apprehended wishes!

I would whip some with scorpions.”
― John Webster, The White Devil

“Good evening, Miss Fairmont.鈥�

She saw Black sprawled out in a wingback chair, jacketless, the white shirt he wore unbuttoned to the waist, revealing an enticing view of his chest and the fine black hair that was hidden beneath. 鈥淚 was beginning to wonder if you would come tonight. It is midnight after all.鈥�

On cue the large pendulum clock in the hall began to chime out the hour. Isabella met his gaze, marveled at the dark layers in his eyes. He appeared at once indolent, yet supremely masculine, and in his state of dishabille he was utterly breathtaking.”
― Charlotte Featherstone, Seduction & Scandal

“It was a marvelous effort of perspicacity to discover that I did not love her”
― Emily Bront毛, Wuthering Heights