Quotes from Loretta Chase

By gad—do you mean to say I am as important a possession as your cattle?" She pressed her hand to her heart. "Oh, Dain, you are too devastatingly romantic. I am altogether overcome.

Just like a damned man, he thought exasperatedly. She got what she wanted, then curled up and went to sleep. That was what he was supposed to do, blast and confound her bloody impudence.

Orphans? Would you really? Adopt children?" "There are advantages. If they turn out badly, we can blame their natural parents. We can also choose our own assortment of ages and genders. We can even get them ready-grown, if we wish.

He cleared his throat, "Zoe, i think you said you love me." "I did say it. I do love you with all my heart." "I see." There was a long pause, then he said, "For how long has this been going on?" "I don't know," she said, "Sometimes i think it started a long, long time ago." "You might have mentioned it." "I didn't want to encourage it," she said, "I thought it was a bad idea.

Beaumont wanted Esmond very badly. Esmond wanted Beaumont's wife. And she didn't want anybody.

I don't know who had the training of you," he continued doggedly, "but your morals are shocking. You spent a night in my bed, remember, after a night in a bawdy house. You go about collecting street urchins and letting inebriated vagabonds kiss you, and then you get into brawls in pawnshops. You are probably past all redemption, but I'm going to reform you anyhow. If you behave yourself, perhaps I'll let you reform me on occasion, but I make no promises.

In my dictionary, romance is not maudlin, treacly sentiment. It is a curry, spiced with excitement, and humour, and a healthy dollop of cynicism.

They were perfectly suited. They would speak of books the livelong day and night and bore everyone else but themselves to distraction.

Shall we proceed, and ought I do so with my knife drawn?" "You'd better keep it where it is for the moment," he said. "Otherwise you might stab me to death accidentally." . "If I stab you to death," she said, "it will not be accidental.

Shockingly tactless," Lady Warford said. "Unfortunately, Longmore can be tactless quite fluently in several languages

I'm no good at being good.

There is no animal more invincible than a woman

Lydia: What the devil do you mean by creeping up on me? You're suppose to be in a brothel. Vere: I lied. I can't believe you fell for the old going-to-a-brothel ruse. You didn't even look out the window to make sure I'd gone away.

Oh, good," he muttered. "We're going to discuss it now." "No discussion," she said. Her mind was quite clear now, as though a fire had blazed through it, burning away all confusion. "It's perfectly simple. No One Must Ever Know." He came up onto one elbow and looked at her. "Do you know," he said, "I can hear those five words in italics. Capitalized.

She was a dreamer and a schemer & one didnt dream and scheme without hope.

He was a man, an attractive man if one overlooked the obnoxiousness. But women had to overlook men's personality flaws, else nobody would ever wed and/or reproduce and the human race would come to an end. Naturally

Out of the darkness came Mr Carsington's deep voice, cool and calm. " Pray don't trouble yourselves, gentlemen. It is merely a villain come to cut our throats, rob our stores and ravish our women. No need for alarm. Mrs Pembroke has the matter in hand.

Miss you," he said. It was the barest murmur, scarcely a sound.

Did you know you could kill a person with a hatpin?" she said. "I did not," he said. "Do you speak from experience? Have you murdered anybody? Not that I'd dream of criticizing.

Clara will break him to bridle," Longmore said. "And if she can't cure his wild ways, who knows? Maybe he'll ride into a ditch or get run over by a post chaise, and she'll be a young widow. Do try to look on the bright side.

That's what brings in the customers: the combination of gossip and the intricate detail about the dresses, all related as drama. It has the same effect on women, I'm told, as looking at naked women has on men.

Hers was a tone and manner that assured the listener they had only two choices; obedience or death.

A dress is a weapon. It must dazzle his eye, raise his temperature . . . and empty his purse.

I expected a good deal more from you," Marcelline said, "You bungled it." "Yes," he said. "What else could I do? I was asking the wrong woman to marry me.