Quotes from Eloisa James

She had the sea in her blood, and sometimes, if she lay very still at night, with one ear pressed into the mattress, she could even hear the sound of waves. If that wasn't the sign that the sea was in her blood, what could it be?

chaise longue and slowly pulled on a stocking. Her body twinged

But Draven did love you,' Annabel protested. 'He told you so as he died. Don't diminish his love, now that he's not here to repeat it to you.

I do not diminish his love for me,' Imogen said. 'I would never do that. I know precisely how much he loved me: as much as he was capable of loving any woman, probably. He loved me somewhat...after his stables, perhaps more than his mother.' 'Oh, Imogen,' Annabel said. 'Why dwell on such a-' 'Grief is like that!' Imogen snapped. 'You can only fool yourself so far.

Didn't it say it all that Griffin couldn't make it to his own bloody front door without a cane? For all his was mahogany topped with a dull ruby, and hid in its innards a vicious blade, in the end it was an old man's stick.

Yes." Ridiculous twaddle flooded his mind. Your eyes looked like forget-me-nots. I want to kiss you. I want to tear off your clothing. I want to marry you. You are my duchess.

She loathed stubborn men: they were so often underqualified and overpresumptuous.

He'd racketed around the world, collecting pirate's booty and investing it. Rather surprisingly, money made money.

But then a pirate had slit his cousin's throat and almost killed him, and the same man had slashed Griffin's thigh. And James had realized he was still in love with his wife, and decided to return to England. There was no such realization in store for Griffin, since had known his wife for precisely one day. But he did know that a pirate with a game leg is a soon-to-be-dead pirate, which was just as important an insight.

OF course they did,' she snapped back. 'According to them, you single-handedly won a dozen battles, restored the Spanish throne, and infiltrated Napoleon's inner circle, after which you rode an elephant, wrestled a crocodile, and swam the Straits of Gibraltar.

Jeremy stood, eyes locked on hers. "I'm sorry, Bess." "Don't call me Bess!" Betsy snapped. "No one says cruel things to someone they—they treasure." "Where in God's name did you get this idea of marital bliss?" he asked. "Married people say all sorts of things to each other. It's the nature of the beast. Your spouse is the one person who can be honest with you and still be loved.

Be with someone who ruins your lipstick — not your mascara.

I'm a Wilde...Madmen are two for a tuppence around here, and we are absurdly dramatic by nature. Miraculous saves and brushes with death were practically a daily occurrence when I was growing up. Lady Joan Wilde

I didn't leave you. We couldn't-you have to-

She knew that in every part of her being. Even if she lost her head and followed her most reckless impulses . . . she could trust him to stop whenever she wished. The thought that exploded into her head next was life-changing. If a yellow-haired Prussian came to a country house party hosted by Jeremy . . . she would never leave him. Never. Perhaps she would have fled marriage with Thaddeus, but never Jeremy.

He shifted his weight, and she saw he was leaning on a cane. It was hard to reconcile this infirmity with the muscled brute he appeared to be, but of course there was no way that strength could compensate for a partially missing limb.

She counted the seconds with the beats of her heart.

So the letter will launch a moral campaign?" "Backed by selfishness," Thaddeus said wryly. "As is so often the case.

God, I've missed you so much

To sum it up, your father is morally corrupt and worthless. ..If you'd like an elaborated version: He is a rotter who wishes to be king, I also think he's annoyed by the fact that he's turned out to be a member of the human race and thereby vulnerable to death. Lady Joan Wilde

No wonder women wore layers of clothing. They had so much beauty to hide.

I should like to grow old with you

That was a forever hand. It was a simple caress that said, I will always be yours. And you will always be mine.

As long as it wasn't another girl.