The Devilish Mr. Danvers Quotes

“And why, pray tell, are my romantic escapades suddenly under your quizzing glass?”
― Vivienne Lorret, The Devilish Mr. Danvers

“I’ve spent too much of my life in the dark not to be aware of those who linger in the shadows.”
― Vivienne Lorret, The Devilish Mr. Danvers

“You don’t understand. I removed the boards from the windows. Your treasure—your legacy—it isn’t safe.” There wasn’t time to argue. She turned to go, only to have him block her path again. Taking her by the shoulders, Rafe hauled her to him. He pressed his lips against her temple. “Don’t you know by now that you are my treasure, Hedley? Our children will be my legacy.” Then he took her face in his hands, the rain peppering down on her cheeks. “I love you.” He didn’t smile at all when he said it. Instead, his expression was fierce and raw. Hedley forgot about the rain, the wind, the treasure, and Greyson Park. “You love me.” Had she heard him correctly? But she knew she had. Still, she had to make sure. “What about the wager?” “Devil take the wager.” She smiled. “But I’m supposed to marry Montwood.” “No.” That fierceness of his grew even more intense. “You’re supposed to marry me.” “Am I?”
― Vivienne Lorret, The Devilish Mr. Danvers

“They’re . . . exquisite.” She touched the delicate blossoms gently with her fingertips, marveling over the detail, down to the clustered centers where the petals folded against one another. “They’re his finest creation so far, in my opinion.” Calliope stood beside her, resting a hand on Hedley’s shoulder as they both gazed into the cask. “Then again, I believe artists create their finest works when inspiration comes from love.” Hedley nodded absently. “He does love his work and rightfully so.” “No, silly. You,” Calliope corrected with a laugh. “You are his inspiration. Surely you knew that already. Anyone can see it.” That cold sadness spread through her. Not you, Hedley . . . “He may care for me, but he loves Greyson Park.” “My dear sweet friend,” Calliope said as she patted her shoulder. “Remember, a gentleman’s heart is much simpler to understand if you listen to the things he doesn’t say.”
― Vivienne Lorret, The Devilish Mr. Danvers

“I shouldn’t have left. I’m so sorry, sweeting. It won’t happen again. I won’t let them take Greyson Park. They might believe they’ve destroyed it, but I’ll repair it brick by brick.” He would stand guard outside each day to make sure she was safe. He would never let them hurt her again. “They won’t come back,” Hedley rasped, her voice nothing more than a raw breath. Lifting her hand to her throat, she tapped her fingertips against it. “Lost my voice . . . calling for you.” He pressed his lips to her forehead to keep her from seeing the hot moisture stinging his eyes. She’d been calling for him, and he’d failed her. Never again. “Then I’ll make sure that I’m never more than a whisper away,” he vowed.”
― Vivienne Lorret, The Devilish Mr. Danvers

“I came by to tell you that I refuse to be a party to your scheme. If I choose to allow anyone to court me, it will not be because of a wager. More specifically, you cannot purchase my acquiescence.” Rafe’s profile hardened, his mouth pressed in a firm line. “Did Montwood kiss you?” She started. “Wha—” “I will kill him,” he growled,”
― Vivienne Lorret, The Devilish Mr. Danvers

“What happened, sweeting? Was it the driver? If it was, I will run him through this very instant, and you will never need worry about him again.” The”
― Vivienne Lorret, The Devilish Mr. Danvers

“The devil comes in many disguises. I am only one of them.”
― Vivienne Lorret, The Devilish Mr. Danvers

“After one of the longest days of her life and a soak in a steaming tub at Fallow Hall,”
― Vivienne Lorret, The Devilish Mr. Danvers

“Then again, she didn’t feel uncomfortable near Montwood or repelled by him either. He emitted a pleasant sort of warmth but not one that she wanted to wrap around her. Yet she did feel as if they’d known each other for much longer than a single”
― Vivienne Lorret, The Devilish Mr. Danvers

“And Hedley would never forget how wonderful it had been to see Calliope standing on her doorstep, eager to have a cup of tea with her. Eager to be her friend. It was heart-wrenching that their afternoon and their friendship had ended this way. But Hedley didn’t blame Calliope for what was bound to happen.”
― Vivienne Lorret, The Devilish Mr. Danvers

“Through the hole in her glove, she felt the firm, velvety texture of his lips.”
― Vivienne Lorret, The Devilish Mr. Danvers