This is my social face,โ he said lightly. โDonโt confuse it with the animal beneath.
Elizabeth HoytHe grinned, though his face was strained. โThatโs it, love. Use me to make yerself feel good.
Elizabeth HoytShhh.โ He put a finger to her lips. โHear me out. I cannot deny that I would've liked to have made babies with you. A little girl with your hair and eyes would've been the delight of my life. But it is you that I want primarily, not mythical children. I can survive the loss of something I've never had. I cannot survive losing you. (Winter Makepeace)
Elizabeth HoytI think I do pretty well with child characters. It's hard to write kids that are realistic, not annoying, and bring something to the story.
Elizabeth HoytYour cousin might be a pretty face, but you, my darling, courageous, maddening, seductive, mysterious, wonderful Diana, you are the Duchess of Wakefield. My duchess.
Elizabeth HoytHe watched her retreat, his eyes lazy, and his body unmoving. A trickle of blood seeped slowly from the corner of his mouth. He let her get nearly out of the room before he spoke, โI may not have the right, Silence, me love,โ he drawled so soft she nearly didnโt catch the words. โBut I wouldโve listened to ye. I wouldโve believed ye.
Elizabeth Hoyt