Alltså jag
kan ha överdoserat
Courtney Milan under jullovet. Den tanken slog mig när jag kollade upp hennes böcker på amazon och insåg att
det finns inga kvar. Jag hade inte ens märkt, när man läser i kindlen så blir det liksom inga bokhögar. När man läser i kindlen kan man också highlighta och det är kul! Jag tänkte dela med mig av några citat.
Jag började med hennes senaste bok,
The Duchess War, som är den första i trilogin
The Brothers Sinister. Featuring bl.a. ett schackgeni, en evolutionsforskare och en hertig (
duke?) som läser Mary Wollstonecraft. Novellen
A Kiss for Midwinter hör också till den här serien (nummer 1.5 i trilogin...) och där är hjälten en ung läkare. Ser fram emot resten av serien!
But if eyes were windows to the soul, hers had been bricked up to avoid taxation.
-The Duchess War
Sometimes he thought of clever things to say... hours later. Usually, he committed the worst sin possible: He said what he was actually thinking. That was why he came out with gems like, I like your tits. Not one of his finest moments, that.
-The Duchess War
Also, he had decided it would be best not to mention his main reason for wanting to marry - that he thought it expedient to procure a regular source of sexual intercourse without risking syphilis.
-A Kiss for Midwinter
If she started with the premise that he wanted her, she didn't even know if she could talk to him. Their easy conversation of the last day, their friendship, his jokes about gonorrhea...
-A Kiss for Midwinter
Sedan fortsatte jag med Carhartserien. Naturvetare och spådamer. Etc.
"I consult logic, not old charlatans."
Ned and Jenny spoke atop each other. "She's no charlatan!" protested Ned. But Jenny's hands had flown to her hips for another reason entirely. "Thirty," she protested, "is not old!"
-Proof by Seduction
"What do you know of scientific proof?"
"Oh, you're the sort to pin insects to cards in order to study them. After several months spent perusing their desiccated carcasses, you'll announce your triumphant discovery: all insects are dead! And you'll delight in the ascendancy of scientific thought over human emotion."
Lord Blakely cooked his head and looked at her, as if searching for some hidden meaning in her face. "I study animal behavior. It's imperative I not kill the subjects of my inquiry. Dead macaws rarely flock."
"There's no need to murder the analogy by overextending it, atop your other crimes."
-Proof by Seduction
The object in question was embroidered with pink roses, which in turn sported pink leaves and pink thorns. It was of a size to fit a calling card - a pink calling card. Dyed pink feathers were sewed to the bottom. The handbag was not merely pink. It was fatally pink.
-Proof by Seduction
Jenny was beginning to understand why crowds burnt witches at the stake. It wasn't because people feared their power; an actual witch with power worth fearing could evade the fire. It was because once the mobs figured out they had nothing to fear, they needed to punish someone - anyone - for their irrational panic.
-Proof by Seduction
Even pond scum recognized when its masculinity was challenged. In fact, it was probably the only thing pond scum recognized.
-Trial by Desire
Turnerserien handlar om de tre Turnerbröderna, som alla är döpta efter bibelverser. Deras mamma var en misshandlande religiös fanatiker. Därför är de alla tre lite...
speciella. Ash (i
Unveiled) råkar bli kär i typ sin största fiende. Mark (i
Unclaimed) har skrivit boken "A Gentleman's Practical Guide to Chastity" (en stor succé!). Han förälskar sig i en kurtisan. För att, obviously. Och Smite (i
Unraveled), som jobbar som domare, träffar Miranda Darling som
absolut inte har gjort någonting (
"there may have been a time or two while someone else did something, but I personally never did anything wrong").
If you gave people compliments, they tended to like you. If you confided in them, they were likely to trust you. And if you then asked for their help, they were yours forever.
-Unveiled
"I'm not stubborn," Ash said. "I'm right. There's a difference."
-Unveiled
"Forgive me for my social ineptitude. What are the rules of etiquette," he asked conversationally, "for conversations in a closet?"
"One ought never have them."
He nodded once. "Sensible enough. I agree."
-Unveiled
"I'm not a saint. I'm not a holy man. I just wrote a book."
-Unclaimed
Besides, a courtesan must never appear desperate for a protector. Men who were attracted to desperate women were worse than the desperation itself.
-Unclaimed
Really. Had any of them read his book, or had they simply placed the volume directly on the altar, as a mute object of veneration?
-Unclaimed
"Must I remind you that I tried to seduce you?"
"True." He shrugged. "But I don't put much store by that, as you weren't very good at it."
-Unclaimed
The future was a perpetual burden, weighing her down. Sometimes she felt like one of the acrobats her father had taken her to see at Astley's as a child, dancing atop a bareback horse. One foot put false on a backflip, and she was like to come crashing to the ground. Like the acrobat, she could only pretend her footing was secure, do her best, and smile for the audience no matter what came.
-Unraveled
The dog looked up in entreaty. Liquid brown eyes begged: Take me with you. I'll be good. Oh, the lies that dogs told.
-Unraveled
"Well," Miranda said. "It's a sweet tale, about kittens and puppies and rainbows and love."
-Unraveled
(Nästa bok.)
