Why is it when you yield, I feel like the one who has been conquered?

Listen to your instincts and ignore everything else.

A romance novel should leave readers joyous. My books all have happy endings.

Feeling a little foolish over her confidences, Elizabeth glanced up at him with an embarrassed smile. “What is the most beautiful place you’ve ever seen?” Dragging his gaze from the beauty of the gardens, Ian looked down at the beauty beside him. “Any place,” he said huskily, “where you are.

Some people feel love in their hearts, Julie. Some of us feel it all way into our souls. We're the ones who can't forget.

Don't do this to us." He warned, his voice hoarse with angry desperation as he realize he was losing her. "You're letting eleven years of mistrust color everything you've discovered I've done".

Either give me your hand, or end it now, and put us both out of our misery