Julia Mills

“Even sporting a frown, his upper lip was full with a pronounced 'Cupid's bow' that inspired the image of her nibbling his tender flesh to manifest in her mind. At the thought, her cheeks heated with a blush she knew he saw by the smirk that lifted the corner of his mouth."What are ya thinkin' about?" He winked, adding insult to injury where her pride was concerned.Taking a step back and turning on her heel, Abigail growled, "I was thinking you have the manners of a stable boy but are dressed like knight.”

“If you feel you must become a 'dragon man'," she chuckled as she spoke. "Then I will be by your side every step of the way.”

“How was she supposed to be in the same room with the man that made her want to simultaneously kiss him and kill him?”

“Each male dragon has one female, the other half of his soul, the light to his dark. She has been fashioned by the Universe especially for him. Dragons mate for life. Once we find our one perfect mate, there will be no other.”

“Is breá liom tú le mo chroí go, anois agus go deo.” "And I love you with all my heart, now and forever, Manus O'Brien.”

“And the Dragon Guard was born…”

“I have loved your daughter from the first time I saw her. We were young. I had no clue what love was, but over the years she has never left my heart. I know with all that I am, I can make her happy."The lord chuckled, "I believe so too, son. Now all you have to do is convince my daughter.”

“Placing his mouth next to her ear, he breathed. "I want to be alone with my wife, Lady O'Brien." He felt the goose bumps rise on her skin and the shiver his breath caused.She let her head fall back and the lust-filled look in her eyes made him weak in the knees. "And I with my husband, Lord O'Brien.”

“The knight knew he was of good breeding and noble blood, that his reputation was sterling. He had no dalliances. He was a highly decorated Knight of the Round Table.”

“I don't believe I've ever truly appreciated flowers before tonight.”