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“Well, if he was already damned, he might as well follow his wicked impulses all the way to hell. At least he鈥檇 get to taste her again. Liam sprang toward her, grasping her wrists and pulling her back down to him. He sank his fingers into her luxurious hair, loosening the intricate coiffure there, and pinned her head between his two strong palms as he took her wicked mouth with his own. It was in the joining of their lips that Liam found what he鈥檇 come to the chapel seeking. He kissed Mena with a reverence he鈥檇 never felt in the entirety of his life. Driven by a hunger that welled from the darkest, most heretical depths of his soul, he knew he鈥檇 finally found something worthy of his worship.”
― The Highlander
― The Highlander

“She鈥檚 been mistreated and she knows I鈥檓 a violent man. She鈥檚 terrified of me鈥︹ 鈥淎nd yet?鈥 Mary prompted. 鈥淪he yelled at me,鈥 he said incredulously. 鈥淚t鈥檚 been decades since anyone dared聽鈥 she told me I couldna issue her orders, and that she was a woman with free and independent will. She called me an overbearing brute.鈥 鈥淥h, Lord.鈥 She hid a laughing smile behind her fan. 鈥淲hat did ye say to that?鈥 鈥淚 kissed her. And she kissed me back.鈥 鈥淢arry her, Liam,鈥 she ordered, snapping the lace fan closed. 鈥淎s soon as you can. Tomorrow if possible.”
― The Highlander
― The Highlander

“He was no hero. These were just things he did, sweeping up small crimes while he chased nightmares through the night.
Back when he'd attempted to sleep, he'd been tortured by them. Eventually, those nightmares had seeped into the daylight, following him from the dark until they filled every corner of every room. Shades and specters. The ghosts of those he'd killed, of those who'd endeavored to kill him. Of the souls he'd failed to save and the monsters who'd escaped justice.
For decades they'd haunted him, tormented him endlessly each time he dared close his eyes. Until he'd done something about it.
He became the thing from which nightmares ran.”
― A Dark and Stormy Knight
Back when he'd attempted to sleep, he'd been tortured by them. Eventually, those nightmares had seeped into the daylight, following him from the dark until they filled every corner of every room. Shades and specters. The ghosts of those he'd killed, of those who'd endeavored to kill him. Of the souls he'd failed to save and the monsters who'd escaped justice.
For decades they'd haunted him, tormented him endlessly each time he dared close his eyes. Until he'd done something about it.
He became the thing from which nightmares ran.”
― A Dark and Stormy Knight

“My arms ache to hold you,鈥 he said. 鈥淣o鈥 just for a little while. For a long time.”
― Devil in Disguise
― Devil in Disguise

“I honor their journey through this world, and hope they have found peace in the next. That聽鈥 I might also find peace.鈥 She studied the napkin in her lap. 鈥淪ometimes, though, I fear the weight of my sins will pull me into the abyss. I hope if God exists, if we are to stand judgment, that justice is more compassion than vengeance.”
― How To Love A Duke in Ten Days
― How To Love A Duke in Ten Days
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