Finally he turned his head toward her face and brushed a kiss over her cheek. " love you and I believe with all my heart that you love me as well. Why can’t you say it, Hero?"
Will ye come with me?” he whispered. And she answered without hesitation. “Yes, please. - Elizabeth Hoyt
Will ye come with me?” he whispered. And she answered without hesitation. “Yes, please.
- Elizabeth Hoyt
As for inspiration, I find stark fear of missing the deadline very inspiring. - Elizabeth Hoyt
As for inspiration, I find stark fear of missing the deadline very inspiring.
Shh,” he whispered. “You asked me if I loved you. I do. I love you more than life itself. Nothing matters in this world but that you live. Can you do… - Elizabeth Hoyt
Shh,” he whispered. “You asked me if I loved you. I do. I love you more than life itself. Nothing matters in this world but that you live. Can you do…
Finally he turned his head toward her face and brushed a kiss over her cheek. " love you and I believe with all my heart that you love me as well. Wh… - Elizabeth Hoyt
Finally he turned his head toward her face and brushed a kiss over her cheek. " love you and I believe with all my heart that you love me as well. Wh…
Your cousin might be a pretty face, but you, my darling, courageous, maddening, seductive, mysterious, wonderful Diana, you are the Duchess of Wakefi… - Elizabeth Hoyt
Your cousin might be a pretty face, but you, my darling, courageous, maddening, seductive, mysterious, wonderful Diana, you are the Duchess of Wakefi…
Dear God. She ached, wanting something that she knew was a sin. Wanting a man who was sin itself. - Elizabeth Hoyt
Dear God. She ached, wanting something that she knew was a sin. Wanting a man who was sin itself.
Much of life is a game. If played skillfully, with an intelligent and fascinating opponent, it can become almost a dance. One challenges and moves, t… - Elizabeth Hoyt
Much of life is a game. If played skillfully, with an intelligent and fascinating opponent, it can become almost a dance. One challenges and moves, t…
Each time it was like a stray bit of glass pressed into the softness of her heart, grinding, grinding, oh so silently until she no longer noticed whe… - Elizabeth Hoyt
Each time it was like a stray bit of glass pressed into the softness of her heart, grinding, grinding, oh so silently until she no longer noticed whe…
Excuse me, but I believe you have my lady,” one of them said in a quiet, deep voice that sent veritable chills down George’s spine. Harry. - Elizabeth Hoyt
Excuse me, but I believe you have my lady,” one of them said in a quiet, deep voice that sent veritable chills down George’s spine. Harry.
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