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What happens to me if this slipper fits? I turn you into a handsome frog.
Judith McNaught
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Judith McNaught
Age: 80
Born: 1944
Born: May 10
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San Luis Obispo
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How am I doing so far? she asked, forcing a cheerful lightness into her voice. You're doing very well, Nick's lazy voice mocked. I'm half convinced that I'm invisible.
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I ought to break your neck! Clayton interrupted. Too late, Whitney realized that she shouldn't have been standing all this time on her injured knee. Allow me to congratulate you on a fine day's work, Madam, he said sternly. In less than twelve hours, you've brought Whitticomb to your side and Cuthbert to your feet.
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Royce Westmoreland stared at him with biting scorn. I despise hypocrisy, particularly when it is coated with holiness. May I ask for a specific example? Fat priests, Royce replied, with fat purses, who lecture staving peasants on the dangers of gluttony and the merits of poverty.
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Jason, stop this,” she pleaded. “You don’t want to kiss me. You don’t even like me more than a little when you aren’t foxed” A harsh laugh escaped him. “I like you too damned much!” he whispered bitterly, then pulled her head down and captured her lips in a demaning, scalding kiss that took everything and give nothing in return.
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Nor is he man enough to make a woman of you.
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She wept with shame for her lack of will and with fear for a love she couldn't control.
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His gaze held hers, and his voice was tender and rough. “Love me, Elizabeth.” Elizabeth felt a tremor run through her entire body, but she looked at him without flinching. “I do.
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Feeling a little foolish over her confidences, Elizabeth glanced up at him with an embarrassed smile. “What is the most beautiful place you’ve ever seen?” Dragging his gaze from the beauty of the gardens, Ian looked down at the beauty beside him. “Any place,” he said huskily, “where you are.
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Either give me your hand, or end it now, and put us both out of our misery
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