You
didn’t have to be drowning for your life to flash before you. Nor to be sleeping to feel you had stumbled
into a nightmare. (pg. 7)
Love
could not be bought, nor forced, nor demanded.
Love was like a plant, it needed nurturing and light and space in order
to thrive (pg. 175)
Destiny is not something which can be chosen at will – like goods in a super market (pg. 183)
Sharon Kendrick, The Sheikh’s Unwilling Wife 04-7 MR650, Modern Romance Harlequin Mills & Boon The Desert Princes
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