Quotes from Lynsay Sands

Bring the luggage in, Thomas," Lucian ordered with a frown as he approached the front. "What about the girl?" Thomas asked with irritation. "That's what I meant." Lucian stepped through the open front doors of the house.

Lovely was my compliment. Could you not come up with your own? Lord Paen said compliment her, he did not say we had to be creative about it, the second man pointed out with a shrug

Eshe, I want to spend my life with you. Good, she whispered back. That was the plan.

Lucern was worth giving up chocolate. Dark chocolate, white chocolate, milk chocolate - she would happily give it all up for him.

Everything's all fun and games until someone gets an ax in the chest.

You hate me now. I knew you'd be upset at the choice being taken away but I couldn't see you die.

He had never fainted in his life, and while he knew it was this whole life-mate, mind-blowing-sex business, it was still damned demoralizing to be fainting like a breathless virgin at the end of every encounter.

Are you not the one who told me that she had to petition the king to get her husband to sleep with her? Aye,that is the gossip at court, but no one knows what she looks like save the king,and he refuses to discuss it. 'Sides, her husband died on the way home to perform his....er duty. 'Twas probably suicide, Amaury muttered grimly.

What the hell is going on?" Bricker asked with amazement as they watched Victor carry Elvi out. "First Basil's carrying Sherry away, and then Marcus is carting a blubbering Basha off, and now Elvi's sobbing to beat the band and Victor is playing he-man too. Have the women gone crazy or is this an immortal caveman convention?" Lucian reached out and biffed the younger man in the back of the head. "Ow," Bricker complained, rubbing the spot.

Annabel better not have headed back to England. He'd wring her bloody neck if she had. She was his. And why the hell would she go there anyway? Surely life with him was better than life with those two coldhearted English— "Nay.

Yes. I tried to use the same technique with you. I didn't want to pass out.

Her wonderful, sweet, perfect, fairy-tale romance had turned out to have a twist. Prince Charming was a bloodsucker.

Here, don't forget your bells." Elvi grimaced as she took the anklet laced with bells. They'd been a gift from Mabel right after her turning. She'd claimed she thought they were charming, but Elvi knew the truth was they kept her from sneaking up on the other woman and startling her. Mabel had never admitted it

He was a typical workaholic, driven to succeed and willing to put in the hours to do so. It didn't leave much time for a social life. (Greg)

Divine had meant to try to shut her mind off from his sooner than she had, but had got wrapped up in the passion she'd so carefully stirred to life in them both and left it just that one second or two too long. Instead of remaining conscious as she'd hoped, she'd ended up passing out with him.

In sleep, Ross's face was unguarded, his expression soft. It made him appear much younger. He also snored loud enough to wake the dead. It made her think it would be a good thing did she fall asleep first every night for the rest of their marriage. Annabel

The point is, you should have stayed right where you were and let us handle this. Now we're going to have to tie up your uncle and put him in one of the cells or something until we sort out everything and can prove your innocence.

As much as I would enjoy such rumors spreading around about my . . . er . . . virility, ye probably, definitely, shouldn't say it to the other ladies," he decided. Evina nodded, but said, "Too late." "What?" he asked, aghast. Evina scowled at his dismay. "Well, what the devil do ye think we women talk about when ye men aren't around? The weather?

Well? Are you going to crouch there and gawk at me or explain yourself? Instead of answering, the girl frowned and asked, Why can't i read you? A short disbelieving laugh slipped from Sherry, but when the girl simply stared at her with bewilderment, she said reasonably, Maybe because I'm not a book.

Straightening, he then stared down at her for a moment, his tight-lipped expression easing and twitching with amusement when she began to snore lightly. She was just so damned cute. Shaking

You could hear us? Christiana asked with horror. I'm sure the whole house can hear you, she said dryly. He roars like a lion, and you squeal like a stuck pig.

How many times have I told you never listen to a person's words; watch their actions to see what is in their heart. A person can say many things they do not mean. Charlie to Beth

No matter how bad the situation gets, or how low you feel, there is still one little grain of hope left in your heart, and that makes you strong. It forces you eventually to wipe away the tears, slap a bandage on your wounds, and reenter the fray.

He must have made a deal with the devil to come back.