Madelyne, we're married now. 'Tis a usual occurrence to bed one's wife on the wedding night.

Do you have feelings for this kind man?" "You shouldn't ask her such a question," Frances Catherine said. "But do you, Gillian?

The little boy leaned against his father's chest and slowly nodded. "Yes," he said. "I heard all of the names, but I don't remember the other two… just the man who hurt Gillian." "That's the name I most want," Brodick said softly. "Who is he, Alec?" "Alec, please," Gillian began. "Tell me, Alec. Who is he?" "Baron," Alec whispered. "His name is Baron.

Any man who lives by his beliefs is to be admired, not mocked.

I love historical romance, absolutely love it.

I love you. We’re getting married, and that’s the way it is. Get used to it.

sometimes the most simple conclusion is also the most correct