Before you, Joss, I'd sooner die than accept a ride from a chauffeur.

Aurore had a well-maintained body that met the basic requirements of haute couture.

No matter what the challenge, Aurore always felt stronger on her own territory. Her deepest faith abided in her vines. She knew her childhood home on Cyprus like she knew her own body.

They were wrong, he thought. She is better than Garbo.

David put his pint glass down like it was poison. The clear amber beauty stared back at him with Again on its mind. She was already in his blood, swimming in his veins.

A man can always get his mind around a rose garden.

Show me the legacy of a lesbian couple.

For the fist time since she'd met him five years ago, Zander Duffield looked like a child acting the role of a Titan in a school play--instead of the Titan he actually was.

Joss often thought of herself in male terms when analyzing her role in the family business system, since there didn't seem to be any available roles or jobs for women.

A girl could be born rich. But nobody was born a hero.