Quotes from Suzanne Enoch

Well, once ye ask me to grant ye a wish, lass, there's nae stopping me." "You haven't let me go," she reminded him. "That's because ye being here is the one thing I wish," he muttered, resuming his walk through the foyer.

You want Felicity. And you're trying to buy her.' Deerhurst shoved him backward. 'What if I am? How is that different from you keeping a place you don't want just so you can hang about her? I've seen how you look at her.' Rafe shoved back, hard enough to send the earl staggering against the wall. 'Don't start something you won't be conscious for at the finish.

Taken as a whole, men are idiots and fools. They want what they cannot have, and fear what they do have has been gotten too cheaply to be valuable.

Smiles can be deadlier than pistols, if used correctly.

In some African tribes, this would make us married, a dry male voice returned. Angel looked up. His arms reflexively gripping her waist, a tall, lean man with windswept black hair looked down at her with amused emerald eyes. In others, it would mean we're being prepared for supper

Tiny white flowers sprinkled the upper part of the gown like glimpses of stars at dusk, while the gathered waist and skirt darkened into solid twilight.

What the devil are you doing here?' Rafe demanded, eyeing him suspiciously. Warefield raised his eyebrows. 'You asked for help.' 'I asked for money.' 'It's the same thing.' 'No, it's not. You-' 'And who might this be?

So you'll forget her and move on." I suppose I will. As soon as I forget how to breathe.

How many of us have gazed at a man and thought, 'yes, him,' only to have him pay his attentions to someone else? And how many of us have sighed and waited for some other gentleman to come forward? All I wish to ask is, why? Why not strike up a conversation? Why not determine for ourselves whether 'he' is the one? Why leave it to fate?" A LADY'S GUIDE TO PROPER BEHAVIOR, 2ND EDITION

Love is a word we use for the desire to fornicate so that we seem more refined than farm animals." ~Lucian Balfour

Did you hear that?" the duke asked with a wide grin, turning to Dare. "She said 'papa.'" The viscount returned the candy dish and tea tray to the relocated end table. "I distinctly heard 'baboon.'" "Hm, well, you're distinctly deaf.

I told you I didn't have a heart. I do have one. I just didn't know it until I met you. You are my light. My soul craves you, and I love you with every ounce of the heart you've awakened in me. I...I could live without you but I wouldn't want to. Will you marry me, Evelyn Marie?

Never interrupt a lady when she is speaking to you, as if what you have to say is more important.

I am a duke, you know. If I can't perform a miracle here and there I might as well be a butler in expesive clothes." He brushed at the sleeve of his well-tailored brown coat. "And butlers don't get to dance with attractive women.

It amazes me, Saint, that you can own so few redeemable qualities and still be so likable.

I had a thought," Bradshaw said into the silence. "Amazing," Tristan returned dryly.

I don't think there'll be a next time, my lady." Saint smiled. "But thank you for the offer." Her eyebrows lifted in surprise. "You're welcome. My, my, manners. Where have you been—church?

I'll be back at sea by then," Bradshaw put in, "so I'll comfort myself with the knowledge that you'll name the infant after me." "I don't think 'Half-wit' will pass muster with Georgie, but I'll let her know that's your suggestion.

Someone was absolutely going to get punched in the head today.

If you ask for an opinion, expect to receive one, and don't make fun of it.

Roses," Georgiana repeated, her thoughtful gaze touching his. "It's about time one of the Carroway men decided to cultivate something other than their poor reputations.

Gentlemanly behavior isn't just opening doors: to make an impression, you have to be concerned over a lady's needs at least as much as your own.

If you're man enough to fuck someone, be man enough to take responsibility for the results.

I don't want a well-ordered life.... I would die from boredom in a fortnight.