If Scotsmen don’t wear anything under their kilts and they ride a horse, do you think they chafe their manbits?
What good was living if a man didn’t have a family?
Advice from a Romance Writer: Guys, make your woman feel pretty even on an ‘off’ day. Trust me, good things will come of it.
Apparently, the princes had found the only four women in the universes who didn’t dream of being royal, rich and adored by their husbands.
Emotions like these didn’t happen to regular, everyday people. They couldn’t or else the entire world would be fornicating all the time.
She didn’t even want to think of how hellish it would be if all the MacGregors made her feel like this one did, all hot and shaky. She’d have to move to the Arctic Circle before the month was out just to cool off.
The Baby Name book can be a very dangerous tool in the hands of a prolific author.
Jaden felt their boredom, their tired eternity. Beyond that, she felt their dying essence. They were immortal – all-powerful beings – and yet they were powerless against the onslaught of ever-changing time. They were lost in a modern world, one they didn’t have the energy to understand. And, in being lost, they were immobilized against it. Not even their judgments could assuage their exhausted wisdom of forever.
Does talking to yourself in the voice of your fictional character count as being social?
You really shouldn’t drink potions if you don’t know what they do. – Aunt Polly.
I look at life as an adventure. Each new chapter brings new opportunities.
I don’t want a man to validate me or take care of me. If I have a man in my life, I want him to enhance me.
There is so much more to marriage than who makes the money. Some of the hardest parts don’t come with a paycheck.
Would ya like to – ” Iain paused, shocked as the pretty woman turned and hurried away from him. To himself, he finished, “Get a drink with me?
You are either a half-baked, baked, or burnt cookie. You decide, but you can’t be all three in life. – Aunt Polly.
Would it make you feel better if I had a panic attack?” Jane sat on the couch and suppressed a small yawn. “I mean, it’s almost four in the morning and a little early for a panic attack, but I can try to muster up the energy to fake one.
For ya, love, I will be anything ya want... even a potato.
Of course ya love me. I’m very loveable.
Lydia had been fantasizing about him to the point she nearly drove him insane with it. It had taken four days for his energy to weaken inside her enough that he could go and visit her without fear she would throw him across the town in a gust of wind, and thus cause a scene. Although, getting run out of town after one day would be a new MacGregor record.
Plus, a woman can only watch so much television and read so many books.” She made.