Quotes from Lorraine Heath

And what about you, Frannie? he wanted to ask. Who will save you?

I am the bookkeeper, after all, and as a rule the numbers don't behave too badly.

Really?" Catherine didn't look at all appalled. "What was it like to wear trousers in public?" "Quite . . . liberating, actually." "I daresay, I think we wear far too many layers of clothes." "I agree," both men said at once. Olivia and Catherine giggled like young girls.

The one thing I learned in my youth as a grave robber was that everyone looks the same when they're dead. We're all equal then. So when I meet a chap, sitting on his high horse, I imagine him dead. He's not quite so intimidating then.

You should watch your words, Your Grace. I shall take them to heart." "I should like that, Miss Darling." "You seem to be flirting with me, Your Grace, but I don't think you should lose sight of the fact that I'm with you tonight only because of your threat to have one of my orphans arrested." "I only seem to be flirting? Then I must put forth greater effort so I leave no doubt.

She wasn't sure that her fascination with him was entirely healthy. As a matter of fact, she was fairly certain it wasn't.

I've always believed that dreams were meant to be shared. Where's the joy in reaching for something if you have no one to see you capture it?

Dodger knelt beside Sterling. "Greystone, you have to understand we come from the streets. When Frannie was a young girl, we weren't able to stop someone from hurting her very badly. The four of us swore an oath that we'd die before we let anyone harm her again. It's a vow we will keep." Sterling lay where he was long after Dodger left. He had been correct about one thing: they did love her.

I'm pleased that you"re pleased." Lifting her hand, he began to peel off her glove. "I can do that," she said, breathlessly. "I'd rather, if you've no objections.

Her features were exquisite perfection, carved by nature with obvious care and never altered by the harshness of life.

You married me thinking I would force myself on you?" "I married you knowing that women have very little say in how they are treated.

I knew what I possessed was exactly what I wanted, that I desired no more than what I had.

He stirred the fire, and when he spoke, his voice blended in with the roar of the fire's blaze. "I want tonight, Maddie." He twisted his body away from the fire until his attention was focused entirely on her. "Tell me you don't love me, and I'll sleep on the other side of the fire. Otherwise, I intend to take tonight.

That is the thing about monsters, Pettypeace. They are monsters because they can delude people into believing they aren't.

He wondered if his own child would like to have a dog, then shook off the thought. He was years away from having a child. He needed a wife first—and obtaining her would be far more trouble than obtaining a mistress. Here, he had yet to get a mistress.

we are not a reflection of others' behavior, only our own.

Olivia dared not ask, but she had to know. It seemed unlikely her husband could have made a worse choice than Jack Dodger, but if he was her husband's first who would serve as his second? The devil himself? "Who is appointed as my son's guardian in that will?

Ella] Era la luna y las estrellas. El sol y la lluvia. Más que gustarme ella, me gustaba cómo me sentía cuando estaba con ella. Me volvía optimista, invencible. Más amable, más bondadoso. Ella sacaba lo mejor de mí.» (De la traducción castellana, por Amparo Sánchez)

He'd follow her into hell to claim what was due to him. Unfortunately, he suspected she was headed for heaven, which was barred to him.

Create a fog within a fog

even arguing with you is better than not having you around to argue with." Rafe looked over at Sebastian. "Does he always talk this much?" "Afraid so, but every now and then he does say something worth listening to.

This time James Swindler strode into the room. It had always irritated Jack that Swindler had the uncanny knack to give the impression he belonged, regardless of the surroundings. He'd probably look comfortable strolling through Buckingham Palace.

If she made a cake for him, she'd use salt in place of sugar-and lots of it.

What the devil is that?" Jack asked. Frannie eased around to see what Jack was staring at. Greystone's back bore a painting of an unusual creature with fire coming out of its mouth and wings spread wide.