Atunah

“Do you have a handkerchief?” she asked. “No,” the prince said, looking amused. “I suppose you have servants who carry around that sort of thing in case you sneeze,” she said. “You aren’t carrying one either,” he retorted. “I don’t have room; my reticule is full of cheese.” “I thought you had an interesting smell! Most ladies smell rather French.”
― Eloisa James, A Kiss at Midnight

“Every time he looked at me I felt like I was standing in a tree-lined avenue, and the branches had interlaced into a canopy above me, surrounding me. It was the kind of green that told the sun what color to be as it filtered through the leaves.” “Oh,”
― Lenora Bell, How the Duke Was Won

“Séraphine, Séraphine, Séraphine. Will you drive me mad? Scatter my wits to the wind like so much chaff? Leave me a shell of a man, broken, hollowed of brain and soul, left with merely a throbbing prick like a mindless goat? Have mercy, I plead, O siren of chatelaines and unlovely bonnets! Let my famished mouth feast upon thy sweet, sweet flesh. I am awash in yearning spunk.”
― Elizabeth Hoyt, Duke of Sin

“Offended you again,” her godmother said with satisfaction. “Come along, then. We’ll go to my chambers. The butler put me in one of the towers, and it’s utterly heavenly, like being stuck in the clouds except for the pigeons crapping on the windows.”
― Eloisa James, A Kiss at Midnight