Princess,” he whispered against her ear. “My beautiful, beautiful princess. I want to spoil you. Pamper you. Indulge you.

As all-consuming as a young girl's fancies were ... a woman's desires could be twice as dangerous.

He buried his hands in the rich velvet of her hair. “I thought I’d die for wanting you.

A lady has every right to defend herself against unsought advances. And creatures of the night.

You care enough to play hard to get.

Twitter is the perpetual cocktail party where everyone is talking at once but nobody is saying anything.

Before you came into my life, I believed that God had abandoned me. Now I know that He has blessed me beyond measure. -sir Bannor-