Vanessa Kelly Quotes & Sayings

Married life must agree with you."

"Oh, yes," she replied. "It's been what every girl dreams of, what with all the gossip and scandal, and the awkward dinner parties with family members who flirt with one's new husband. No to mention capped off by a nice little break-in and attempted kidnapping. Truly, if I'd known it was going to be this much fun, I would have married a long time ago. — Vanessa Kelly

I doubt you've been idle these last twenty-four hours, so tell me what I need to know and who I might have to kill to protect her. — Vanessa Kelly

I never should have left her."

"Exactly right."

Opening his eyes, he sprang to his feet. "I can't waste another moment."

Dominic nodded. "Go."

Aden grabbed his coat and hat, cursing under his breath. "I am an idiot. A complete, sodding idiot."

Dominic's sardonic laugh followed him out the door. "Of course you are. You're a man in love. — Vanessa Kelly

Any woman who, by her own admission, is capable of shooting a man in cold blood is likely the perfect wife for me. — Vanessa Kelly

Linnet's thudding heart raced blood through her veins, sending a flush of embarrassing heat to her face. She had been avoiding him, but she could never tell him why. It took all her discipline not to quail under Sir Anthony's penetrating gaze.
Blast the man. She'd lost count of the times he'd made her feel like a blushing maiden. Strictly speaking, she was still a maiden, but she'd given up blushing years ago - along with simpering, flirting, and so many other talents deemed useful to unmarried women.
Except, of course, in Sir Anthony's august presence. — Vanessa Kelly

Vivien liked men. She liked looking at the handsome ones and talking to the intelligent ones. But they did little to spark her romantic sensibilities, and she'd always found that rather depressing. — Vanessa Kelly

Aden St. George managed to avoid having to kill the guard stationed outside his quarry's crypt-like cell, although the thug outside the caves hadn't been so lucky. Still, that bastard had tried to knife him in the gut so Aden could hardly be faulted for returning the favor. And knowing what he did about the men who'd kidnapped Lady Vivien Shaw, he wouldn't waste his fitful conscience on that brutal but necessary act. Killing was not a favorite pastime, but only rarely did it disturb his sleep.
Tonight's rescue mission carried no inconvenient opportunities for remorse since a woman's life and innocence hung in the balance. True, the gossips whispered that Lady Vivien's innocence was an open question, but what would happen to her if Aden failed wasn't. Without his intervention she would disappear into a nightmarish life, forever beyond the protection of her family and friends. — Vanessa Kelly

Papa had always told Justine that guns had a remarkable capacity to focus the mind. She couldn't say with any confidence that her actions had cleared the minds of the drunken louts before her, but she'd sharpened their attention. They gaped at her, slack-mouth and stupefied, trying to make sense of what their bleary eyes told them. — Vanessa Kelly

In fact, he moved with a lithe grace that put her in mind of a cat. A black and rather feral cat, quite evidently up to no good. — Vanessa Kelly

Phelps, I want you to find Sir Dominic Hunter. I don't care if you have to drag him out of his damn office in Whitehall or from the deepest pits of hell, but do not come back here without him. — Vanessa Kelly