In the fairy tale you mentioned last night, I would probably be the villain. But it's possible the villain would treat you far better than the prince would have.
Lisa KleypasEvie picked up the smallest of the rings and tried it on the fourth finger of her left hand. It fit perfectly. Raising it closer to her face, she examined the design. It was the simplest of all the rings, a polished gold band engraved with the words Tha Gad Agam Ort. โWhat does this mean?โ she asked MacPhee. โIt says, โMy love is upon ye.
Lisa KleypasHe was my confidant, the person who was always on my side even when he wasn't taking my side.
Lisa KleypasPretend you're mine," he urged, his arms closing around her. "Just for a minute. Pretend there's never been anyone but me, that I'm the one you're promised to. Do it for me....I'll never ask again.
Lisa KleypasA lang, lang time agoโฆโ MacPhee began, ignoring St.Vincentโs low groan, โthere was a bonnie maid called Malvina. She was the betrothed of Oscar, the braw warrior who won her heart. Oscar bade his beloved tae wait for him while he went tae seek his fortune. But one black day Malvina received word that her lover had been killed in battle. He would lie forever in eternal rest in the faraway hillsโฆlost in endless slumberโฆโ โGod, I envy him,โ St. Vincent said feelingly, rubbing his own dark-circled eyes.
Lisa KleypasIt's me, love," he said softly. "Everything's all right." Daisy managed to whisper through dry lips. "If you're a ghost...I hope you haunt me forever." Matthew sat on the floor and reached for her cold hands. "Would a ghost use the door?" he asked gently, bringing her fingers to his scratched, battered face.
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