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“Thankyou,"Catherine said, the smile still hovering on her lips. "That is kind of you my lord. But i will never dance with you." Which, ofcourse, made it the goal of leo's life.”

Quote by Lisa Kleypas

Work

Married by Morning

This novel delves into the lives of characters navigating societal expectations and personal desires amidst the backdrop of early 19th-century romance and social norms. more

Author

Lisa Kleypas
Lisa Kleypas

Lisa Kleypas, born in 1964, is a renowned American romance novel author. Her works are known for their delicate emotional descriptions and captivating storylines, which have won the hearts of numerous readers. more

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