We may run into Kevin,โ Lucy said gloomily. โSheโs hoping to run into Kevin,โ Zoรซ assured her. Justine smiled grimly. โPreferably with my car.
Lisa KleypasBefore I write the first page of a novel, I spend a long time creating detailed backgrounds for my characters. I imagine the experiences that have formed them, what makes them happy, angry, fearful, and what they yearn for.
Lisa KleypasHunt seemed similarly indifferent to the show, his head inclined toward hers, his gaze locked on her face. Though his breathing remained soft and disciplined, it seemed to her that its rhythm had changed ever so slightly. Annabelle moistened her dry lips. โYou โฆyou mustnโt stare at me like that.โ Soft as the murmur was, he caught it. โWith you here, nothing else is worth looking at.
Lisa KleypasI knew I would replay the scene countless times in the years before me, each time thinking of different things I should have said and done. But all I did was walk away without looking back.
Lisa KleypasMcKenna will always be a part of me, no matter where he goes. They say that people who've lost a limb sometimes feel as if they still have it. How many times I've felt that McKenna was still here, and the empty space beside me was alive with his presence." She closed her eyes and leaned forward until her forehead and the tip of her nose touched the cool glass. "I love him beyond reason," she whispered. "He's a stranger to me now, and yet he is still so familiar. I can't imagine a sweeter agony, having him so close.
Lisa Kleypas