This new world was already turning her into a cabbagehead, and she'd only been a part of it for an evening

..he wanted her. And at another time, as another man, he would have her. Without hesitation. As lover. . . as more.

And as the bullet ripped through his flesh, Ralston was consumed by a single thought: I never told her that I loved her.

Love isn't one-sided and selfish.It is full and generous and life-altering in the best of ways.Love does not destroy, Gabriel.It creates.

I've loved him for a decade. And I had him for one day before I made a complete and utter mess of things. Or he did. I'm still not sure about that.

Colleen McCullough taught me that desire is the heart of romance.

But she had dreamed of being his for too long. He had quite ruined her for a marriage of convenience. She wanted everything from him: his mind, his body, his name and, most of all, his heart.