historical-romance

I need you more than I need the sunshine.

Bethany stepped out of the carriage, eyes fixed in rapt wonder at Ellingsworth manor. Gossamer paper lanterns hung from the trees, linking the drive like stars from the heaves. Strains of enchanting music emanated from the house_

There is no home without you.

Bethany Mead cringed against the stone wall of her cell. Greeves was guarding the female ward this night. She hated Greeves_

Her heart pounded in her throat as his head dipped lower and his lips brushed across hers.Heat exploded in her belly at the chaste kiss, every nerve ending singing with pleasure. Head swimming with dizziness, Bethany grasped his shoulders to keep from toppling off of the bench. Justus__ arms wrapped around her, pulling her against his firm chest, his lips caressing hers with intoxicating fervor.

God, you feel so good on top of me,_ he whispered, rucking up her skirts to feel more of her silken skin.__o, you feel good._ Her hips arched against his erection and she licked her lips. __s it possible for us to_ she trailed off with a blush.__h yes,_ he whispered_

In my experience there are only a handful of reasons for murder....Jealousy, vengeance, greed, fear and pleasure....Some killers enjoy the kill....For them it is a great game, and for the most part they are the ones I hunt.

The strength was always in you. All you had to do was find it.

Even the most egregious captive state, bound and gagged on her damp bunk, felt eerily familiar to her. With nothing to do but lie there and think of things, she reflected that captivity took many different forms. A woman under the domination of her father or husband was as much a prisoner as a hostage on a boat. She had merely traded one form of servitude for another.

Two people, one city, different times; connected by a memoir. Can love exist in a city destined for decades of misery?

Since I don't know what execrable means, I though I should look it up so I'll be better equipped to deal with whatever I'm about to see." Ignoring the ladies' tottering Millie continued perusing the pages until she found the word she was looking for. Lifting her head after she read the definition, she glanced around. "Begging your pardon Mrs. Cutling, but I don't see anything out here of a wretched or"- she returned her attention to the dictionary- "abominable nature. Although" -she flipped the pages to the A's -" I don't know what that means either.

_Since I don't know what execrable means, I though I should look it up so I'll be better equipped to deal with whatever I'm about to see." Ignoring the ladies' tottering Millie continued perusing the pages until she found the word she was looking for. Lifting her head after she read the definition, she glanced around. "Begging your pardon Mrs. Cutling, but I don't see anything out here of a wretched or"- she returned her attention to the dictionary- "abominable nature. Although" -she flipped the pages to the A's -" I don't know what that means either.

If only I'd realized earlier that it never pays to fight evil with evil. But after watching my father die, I'd been consumed with bitterness and had allowed it to lead me astray from what was righteous and pleasing to God.

Bulldog grunted. And I knew the matter was settled. My pulse thrummed with excitement. I was going to marry Juliana Wessex.

Was there anything he wouldn__ give for an isolated cabin and one night with her? No, he didn__ imagine there was__ot that he had anything left to give.The last two things Phillip possessed he__ already bequeathed__o Milly, his heart, and to the Almighty, his vow to that he__ marry her if He would simply rearrange their circumstances to make it possible.

Phillip hardened his grip on Totka__. __or all our manipulations, God always manages to get His way.___ beautiful woman once told me our Jesus Creator is a good and wise chief, worthy of obedience without question. His plan is perfect. Wait, and you will see.

Insufferable man! But I grinned all the way back upstairs.

With unsteady hands, Phillip yanked on the mare__ bridle straps while trying to loosen one of the stubborn buckles. She snorted at his rough handling.Totka appeared beside him. __et me.__hillip gratefully released the task, an unexpected sense of brotherhood filling him. If anyone knew the heartache of separation, it was the man whose deft brown hands readied Phillip__ mount for the long road ahead.Totka__ own road had been lengthy. And yet, after two years, he somehow managed to continue to place one foot in front of the other. His breath still entered and left his body in the same monotonous pattern. How? When already several times over the half-day since Grayson had ridden out with Milly, Phillip had wondered if his chest might explode with the effort of expanding and contracting without her.