About Patricia Grasso: Patricia H. Grasso is an American writer of romance novels.
Heavy hearts, heavy eyelids," said the master of the caravan. "Huh?" Heather looked up in dismay, shocked to find she'd nearly been left behind as the caravan prepared to move on. Her last night's sleep had been fitful, full of dreams where Khalid ma...
Thank ye." “For what?" “For bein’ who ye are." Gabby chuckled and shook her head, saying, “And who else could I be?
How does a woman gain such wisdom in only twenty-nine years?” Gordon asked, escorting her across the lawns toward the mansion. “The same way a man does." “Which is?" Lady Keely cast him an ambiguous smile. “Either you are born with wisdom, my...
Let’s escape outside,” Isabelle suggested. “Do you have any other talents?” “I bake and garden.” “Do you sew, too?” Amber nodded. “I sew whenever anger incites me to mutilation.” Isabelle laughed. “One cannot hang for attacking ...
I never realized that life could be as difficult for a beautiful woman as it is for a plain one,” he said. “Life can be difficult for everyone,” she replied. “Misery makes no distinction between prince and pauper.
Do not feed that beggar. Hamlet, lie down.” The dog ignored her. “Down,” Viktor ordered, his deep voice stern. The dog whined and then lay down. The prince looked at her. “You need to be more forceful.” “I suppose my forcefulness will imp...
The money is mine, not yours,” Reginald reminded her. “You ungrateful wretch. I found you an earl to marry, and your son will be an earl.” “You chose yourself a son-in-law,” Regina said. “You traded me for a title.” “You will thank me...
Look there.” Regina pointed toward the northern sky. “Polaris.” Viktor looked up. “The constant north star, one of man’s most dependable guides.” “Polaris will be waiting for us there when we are old and have experienced a lifetime of j...
Viktor looked at the older man’s nightshirt, robe, and nightcap. His lips quirked into a smile. “The hour is late, and the household sleeps. How is it that you are still awake?” “I knew you would be knocking on the door sooner or later.” Pi...
