242 Quotes by Elizabeth Hoyt

"She lies!" cried the Fox, and he leapt toward her, his arm raised.The Wolf lunged, seized the Fox's right arm, twisted it up behind his back, and slammed the other man to his knees.Iris stared and felt a tremble shake her body. She'd never seen a man move so swiftly.Nor so brutally.The Wolf bent over his prey, both men panting, their naked bodies sweating. The snout of the Wolf mask pressed against the Fox's vulnerable bent neck. "Don't. Touch. What. Is. Mine."

"You tend a wound nearly as well as you dance."Her blue-gray gaze flicked up to his, wide with surprise. "I wasn't sure if you recognized me from the ball."This was intimate, her face so close to his. He naked and she with the upper slopes of her breasts uncovered. He felt hazy with desperate temptation. He could smell her, above the scent of his own blood- a faint flower scent.Not cedarwood, thank God."You're hard to forget," he murmured."

"A wicked idea crept into his mind.She was a temptation- a temptation aimed at his one weakness. He'd walked alone for so long. For his entire life, really. He'd never thought to seek another. To permit any light into his darkness.But she was right here, within his grasp. To let her go again was beyond his control right now. He was weakened, dizzy, lost. Dear God, he wanted to keep her for himself.And the means to convince her to stay with him had just dropped into his lap."

"He turned to see her glaring at him, her blond hair a halo about her head in the carriage's lantern light, and felt his lips quirk. She really was rather extraordinary.A pity he could not make her his wife in reality."

"Tell me, Mr. Harte, do you ever give up?""Never." His green eyes narrowed as his mouth firmed. He looked very much as he had when he'd struck Mr. Sherwood: savage, uncompromising, a force to be reckoned with.She should be afraid of this man. Perhaps she was. Perhaps the hammering of her heart, the quickening of her breath were fear.But if she were, she chose to disregard it. "Very well."He sat back, a wide, lopsided grin spreading over his face, just as Ruth entered with another tray."

"Take it,” he growled. “Let me give you this at least."

"Would it make a difference if I were bothered? I have some other skills not usually seen in ladies: swimming, as I told you, and how to shoot a gun. I can bargain down a butcher to within an inch of his life. I know how to make soap and how to put a bill collector off. I can do mending but not embroidery, can drive a cart but not ride a horse, know how to grow cabbages and carrots and even make them into a nice soup, but I haven’t the least idea how to trellis roses."

"No, please don’t apologize.” She smiled, warmth spreading through her breast as she gathered her courage. Maybe this was the time. “I wanted the kiss just as much as you. As a matter of – ” “I’m engaged.” “What?” Anna recoiled as if he had struck her. “I’m engaged to be married.” Edward grimaced as if in self-disgust or possibly pain. She stood frozen, struggling to comprehend the simple words. A numbness seeped throughout her body, driving out the warmth as if it had never been."

"Just because I don’t deserve her doesn’t mean I won’t fight to keep her."

"Percy romped up and dropped a sadly mangled, dead frog at her feet, then backed away and sat proudly by his prize, looking at Miss Greaves as if expecting praise. She absently ruffled the spaniel’s ears."