390 Quotes by Tessa Dare

If you’re a broodmare, that would make me the stud.” “And there,” she said, “is the injustice of the world in a nutshell.

For better or worse, she’d always been a quiet girl. But for the first time in her life, Violet wanted to be loud. She wanted to shout and scream and call on God in twenty different languages.

Wounded male pride has caused the world more destruction than the Black Death and the Great Flood put together.

Go on, then. Give it a pull.” Uncertainty drew his brows together. “What happens when I pull it?” “You don’t want to ruin the surprise.” “If the surprise is a spike through the chest, I do.

I love you. I wish I had better ways to show it. All I have is this brash, reckless heart. But it’s yours.

Emotions were so much easier to sort through one at a time, or so Louisa supposed. She wouldn’t know. Her life always delivered them in bundles, tied with impossibly knotted string.

Amazing, then, how with that one remark, he made a mortifying situation thirteen times worse.

It’s safe,” she continued, anticipating his concerns. “It’s safe to speak this way. You can trust me. I won’t tell a soul. My Breton is poor, but my French is quite good.” Her French was impeccable. He could have closed his eyes and imagined her to be a native speaker. But damned if he’d close his eyes when she was so near.

She passed through the door, walked down a dim corridor, and emerged into a soaring, empty space. What she found made her blood turn cold. Oh, muscadine.