Quotes from Lynsay Sands

she'd remembered that her uncle liked smoked pork

Here! Aye, but where the hell is---? Oh. Claray peered over her shoulder to see the Wolf staring at her from some ten feet away. His gaze was fixed on her lower legs with a sort of heated interest that made her look down. It was only then that she realized that she was holding her skirts rather high. They were actually halfway between her knees and her nether region, leaving an indecent amount of leg on view.

She had worried for her soul because she'd enjoyed the bedding too. But where she'd accepted that it must be all right because she'd vowed to obey Conall and he'd ordered her to enjoy it, this woman had... well, she'd lost her mind as far as Claray could tell. Mhairi believed that enjoying the bedding was a sin that would see her soul in hell, but that killing so many innocent people would redeem her. It was madness.

the shouting below. Leaving her father to deal with Lord Seawell by himself, he and Will had each caught one of Averill's arms and ushered her up the last few steps. Since his room at the top of the stairs was closest, they'd taken

I would rather have you alive and immortal and not with me, than dead and never mine

If she couldn't accept that vampires existed, he'd never convince her to be his life mate.

Basically, it seemed to him that when it came to life, you just had to roll with it and wait to see what happened next.

Valerie sat back in her seat and sipped at her wine, doing her best to ignore the way Anders's leg was pressing against her own under the table. He had been touching, brushing up against, or sneaking caresses all night. First under cover of their working together in the kitchen and then under cover of the table as they'd eaten. He was driving her wild.

Mayhap after I kill ye, I'll swive her a time or two. She seems to like japin', and I'm told I'm good at it, so I might yet convince her. Claray snorted at the claim. No' if what the lasses say is true. They say ye've a prick like a string bean and can no' get it hard without hurtin' a lass first. Pathetic, she pronounced.

You guys put them all on a boat and sent them over here to North America a couple of hundred years ago." "The English maybe would do such a thing. Is what they did with the criminals, so maybe they would send you the smelly cats. But no the Italians. We would no be so cruel.

What the hell," he breathed "There are worse things than being a sex slave

The dog kept tipping his head up to Annabel, and then to the path ahead, and then back to Annabel again. It was how he used to follow his father, Ross recalled, and suspected his wife had been adopted by the beast in his father's place. He

Bastien noticed that the two women hugged and touched and patted a lot. It was nice in one way, warm and affectionate, but he also felt a pinch of jealousy, wishing he was the recipient of some of those hugs, pats and touches. But Terri had been keeping her distance since Kate and Lucern had arrived. She'd even been avoiding eye contact, and that troubled him. He wanted to put his arm around her and claim her as his own. She didn't seem to feel the same.

Oh, Evina, Tildy said on a sigh. I raised ye better than this, lass. Ye can no' run about kidnapping naked men and bringing them home, no matter how handsome and strapping and well-hung they are.

I do not threaten," he assured her. "I

Do not expect me to apologize for going what I had to, to survive. A lion doesn't feel guilty for eating a zebra.

Were you hurt? Is anything broken?" "Nay." She signed wryly. "But the snow went up me skirts so far me arse is a block of ice.

Okay. Let's see... She considered her past, and then smiled wryly and shook her head. Well, I was a perfume maker, Amaone, concubine, a duchess, a pirate, a madam, and then a hunter. Harper's eyebrows had slid up his forehead as she rattled of her resume.

Having a mate you can control means winning every argument, because you can make them agree with you. But it's as good as living alone, or with a blow-up doll. They would do what you want, when you want, because you make it so. It's just better and healthier to have a real partner, one with thoughts and ideas of their own, and whom you can't control. It makes them special.

If you are afraid, or if you feel hurt by something, I want you to tell me, and between the two of us we shall do whatever it takes to see you are happy.

The lass was bonnie enough, he acknowledged as his gaze slid over the waves of strawberry blond hair that framed her heart-shaped face.

Bastien's gaze dropped to Terri's behind as he followed her out of the office. He was beginning to understand Lucern's fascination with Kate's behind. Not that he found Kate's rear end fascinating, but Terri's? Well, that was another matter.

Have you ever noticed how when you're happy, time seems to pass by fast, while when you're miserable it goes real slow? Life would have been a blink with you whether it lasted a millennium or a month

She drawled, I think I'd really like to see that gun of yours later.