Quotes from Jennifer Ashley

His name was as exotic as his looks. The deadly combination of lush chocolate brown hair, those intense pale blue eyes and his lithe figure that just screamed he would look like a god naked, was too much for her.

the Spaniard was looking at her bare legs, he was going to accidently-on-purpose hit him when Snow started misbehaving.

Her brain's response was, Oh, goody! What came out of her mouth was, "Gunh?

Thank you for coming," Juliana said with sincerity. "I'm only sorry we did not have enough time to spend together." "Of course we didn't. What with your planning, your house not ready, people shooting at one another, and crashing chandeliers, we did not have a moment to ourselves." Gemma kissed her cheek. "Next time, dear.

Aw, man, I'm too late again. A beautiful woman comes to Shiftertown, and she's mate-claimed before I even get a chance. She's even wearing shit-kickers.

A woman was not considered related to her own child by the bizarre laws of England. The man's seed contained the whole of the baby, so they said, who nestled inside the woman for most of a year before she bore it. This made the child the father's, not the mother's.

Love is for the middle class," Fellows said. "The poor can't afford it, and neither can the rich.

If ye get into trouble, if one of the English soldiers grabs ye, jab this into him, hard as ye can, and run like the devil. Don't be squeamish or hesitate, because he'll do much worse to you." Mary nodded, her eyes grave. "I understand." She did, the little love. Mal pretended to shiver. "Now I know why Englishmen don't let their ladies fight alongside them. The women would take over in a heartbeat.

It's all right," he said with the wisdom of his ten years. "He's a polar bear, like me. I'll take care of him, now.

Is this what love feels like?" he whispered to her. "I don't like it, my Beth. It hurts too much." Beth

My dear Isabella, I will take your suggestion and show you what happens when you play with fire. I will make certain we see each other quite, quite often. And there will be no growing jaded with each other. Because you see, my dear, when I at last take you home again, it will be forever. No regrets, no games, no being 'comfortable.' We will be man and wife, in all ways, and it will be final.

Why were all the idioms about being strong male-related?

She told me not to even try. Said you were... as frigid as a nun and as cold as ice." That one actually stung.

I love you," he said. Beth caught her breath, and sudden tears blurred her vision. "Love you," Ian repeated. His gaze bore into hers harder than Hart's ever could hope to. "Love you, love you, loveyou, loveyou, loveyouloveyouloveyou . . ." "Ian." Beth laughed.

the way people treat shifters can be amusing." "Discrimination is never funny." "You're a righteous woman, Kim. I like that." "How can you just sit there?" "I usually sit when I'm drinking coffee. Or I mean against something. If I may on my back, it goes down the wrong way.

He briefly wondered why the marriage ceremony bothered to contain the wife's promise to obey her husband—he hadn't met a woman yet who followed it.

That is why I brought you here, to keep you with me, where you can please make . . . everything . . . stop.

What was it like?" His words were so low she barely caught them. "Explain to me what loving feels like, Beth. I want to understand.

he ran a finger along the bottom side of her breast as if it helped clarify his thoughts. All it did for her was heat up her insides and make her want him even more.

At last the meal was ready to go up, the cream of carrot soup resting in its tureen; the fish pale in its butter sauce; the beef proudly browned and crackling with heat, its sauce of wine, demi-glace, and shallots poured around its base; the potatoes crisp; the greens resting in a bowl with a light sprinkling of a wine and lemon sauce; the lemon tart to be set on the sideboard for after

London after dark is a different place than in daylight. There is as much hustle-bustle as always, but now the gentry are out and about as well as less salubrious members of society - the inebriated, the ruffians, and the ladies looking to entice a man from the straight and narrow.

Zander remained, his polar bear taking in the surroundings. Jaycee saw by the look in his eyes that he was enjoying scaring the Fae shitless very much.

organizations is entirely coincidental.

Step with care and great tact and remember that Life's a Great Balancing Act. Just never forget to be dexterous and deft. And never mix up your right foot with your left. And will you succeed? Yes! You will, indeed! (98 and 3 / 4 percent guaranteed.)