When you can’t connect the dots, get more dots. Blood Truth by J. R. Ward
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Read
Whatever the others might say about politics, civil war, and hunter, the real evil here was lack of reading time. If they all read more they might freak out less. And if I was going to live forever I was going to have to start a reading list… Blood Prophecy by Alyxandra Harvey
Shyness vs coldness
“You’re carrying on as if I am being chased by hordes of men, when that is obviously not the case. At Stony Cross Park, men went out of their way to avoid my company—and you were one of them!”The charge, though true, seemed to startle Sebastian. His face became taut, and he stared at herContinue reading “Shyness vs coldness”
Anything
You can get through almost anything as long as you know it won’t last forever. Blood Truth by J. R. Ward
Guilt
My son… guilt in proper measure, can be a useful emotion. However, when indulge to excess it becomes self-defeating, and even worse, tedious. Devil in Spring by Lisa Kleypas
Small Talk
Naturally an intelligent young woman would wish to skip over mundane chitchat. However, most people need to be guided into a feeling of safety before they dare reveal their opinions to someone they’ve only just met. There’s a beginning to everything, after all. Every opera has its prelude, every sonnet its opening quatrain. Small talkContinue reading “Small Talk”
Woman
A woman will always surprise you with what she’s capable of. You can spend a lifetime trying to discover what excites and interests her, but you’ll never know it all. There’s always more. Every woman is a mystery, not to be understood but enjoyed. Devil in Spring by Lisa Kleypas
Loved
If you were loved, if you had people who cared about you, you could be by yourself and never feel alone. But if no one cared? You were isolated even in a crowd. The Savior by J. R. Ward
Destiny
When do we ever know what we’re walking into. Destiny is not a straightaway. It’s cluttered with corners and all of them are dark. We make the turns we do and find ourselves where we are. The Savior by J. R. Ward
Female
Colin decided then and there that the female mind was a strange and incomprehensible organ—one which no man should even attempt to understand. There wasn’t a woman alive who could go from point A to B without stopping at C, D, X, and 12 along the way. Romancing Mr Bridgerton by Julia Quinn
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