I had to let go of him. But I knew that as long as I lived, I would feel the phantompain of his absence.

It was finally becoming clear to her that love wasn't about finding someone perfect to marry. Love was about seeing through to the truth of a person, and accepting all their shades of light and dark. Love was an ability.

My lord," catherine asked,her eyes wide, "do you think that has anything to do with the Ramsay curse?" "Actually, that hadn't occurred to me yet," Leo said, "thank you so much for bringing it to my attention.

Women. You'll interpret anything as love. You see a man wearing an idiotic expression, and you assume he's been struck by Cupid's arrow when in reality, he's digesting a bad turnip.

I never lie for the sake of kindness,” he murmured, smiling. “One of my many flaws.

For God's sake, Marks, do you think anyone really wants a glance at those dried-up matchsticks you call legs?

Heath," she whispered, "you're all I want. No one else ... no one . . .