My Only Love
by Katherine Sutcliffe
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Her passionate nature and secretive past made Olivia Devonshire one of the most notorious women in England... Miles Warwick was a disreputable rogue, the black sheep of his family. But he never gambled on losing his heart to the woman he married for money... Bound at first by empty vows, their union flared into an unquenchable climax of passion that no force on heaven or earth could ever pull asunder...Tags
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hero with a growth arc, great heroine. Angsty emotionally, if you're invested, with a real jerk of a hero. By the end, it was nicely done wiht lovely acts for one another but somewhat undermined a cartoonish villainy.
"The big problem is My Only Love is A Big Secret romance. If the author going to make that Big Secret the basis for the primary conflict between the hero and heroine it shouldn't be so transparent that the reader can decipher it on page one. Literally! "
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Common Knowledge
- Original title
- My Only Love
- Original publication date
- 1993
- People/Characters
- Olivia Devonshire; Miles Kemball Warwick
- Important places
- England, UK
- Epigraph
- A Time for Roses
A rose just might be taken for dead
when covered with leaves and winter’s snow,
But when it’s again a time for roses
that rose will spring forth and grow
Hurt can be hidden... (show all) so no one can see
when covered with fear or with hate,
but love can erase all that is hidden
if you let it before it’s too late.
Don’t let the anger of your tortured soul
blind you to what could be,
a love that’s as fresh as a rain-drenched rose
this love can happen between you and me.
I may not be the one you had chosen
and you’re not the one I would claim,
but sometimes life deals us a hand
and we play it to stay in the game.
So what may now seem hidden or dead
like the roses waiting for spring,
if given the chance love can bloom too
when it’s time for roses again.
—JOYCE JACKSON - Dedication
- This book is dedicated to the many readers
who wrote me asking for Miles Warwick's story,
and to my Arabian friend Perlagal, my horse,
for making my wildest fantasies come true.
A very special thanks to my edi... (show all)tor, Carrie Feron,
and my publisher,
Berkley Publishing Group—
What a delight it has been working
with you on this book!
And, as always, to the bookstores and distributors
who continue to support me—my heartfelt appreciation. - First words
- The situation was preposterous.
- Quotations
- Chapter 1:
Then be not coy, but use your time,
And while ye may, go marry;
For having lost but once your prime,
You may forever tarry.
—ROBERT HERRICK
Chapter 2:
Oh! love is such a strange affair;
So strange to all.
It cometh from above
And lighteth like a dove
On some.
But some it never hits
Unless it give them fits.
Oh, hum.
—J. S. OGILVIE
Chapter 3:
"I have loved none but you. Unjust I may
have been, weak and resentful I have been,
but never inconstant... For you alone I
think and plan. Have you not seen this?
Can you fail to have understood... (show all) my wishes?"
—JANE AUSTIN,
Persuasion
Chapter 4:
"Won't you come into the garden?
I would like my roses to see you."
—ROSE HENNIKER HEATON
Chapter 5:
Love has been compared to debt: both
keep their captives awake at night,
and in a perpetual state of unrest
during the day.
—FREDERICK SAUNDERS
Chapter 6:
"I am now forty-one years old," he went on. "I may
have been called a confirmed bachelor, and I was
a confirmed bachelor. I had never any views of myself as
a husband in my earlier days, nor have I made... (show all) any
calculation on the subject since I have been older.
But we all change, and my change, in this matter, came
with seeing you. I have felt lately, more and more,
that my present way of living is bad in every respect.
Beyond all things, I want you as my wife."
—THOMAS HARDY,
Far from the Madding Crowd
Chapter 7:
You did not come,
And marching Time drew on, and wore
me numb.—
Yet less for loss of your dear presence there
Than that I thus found lacking in your make
That high compassion which can overbea... (show all)r
Reluctance for pure loving kindness' sake
Grieved I, when, as the hope-hour stroked
its sum
You did not come.
—THOMAS HARDY
Chapter 8:
I desire a return of affection.
FAREWELL.
—Verse from a nineteenth-century
calling card
Chapter 9:
"I do not love thee!—no! I do not love thee!
And yet when thou art absent I am sad;
And envy even the bright blue sky above thee,
Whose quiet stars may see thee and be glad."
—CAROLINE NORTON
Chapter 10:
We saw it in each other's eye,
And wished, in every half-breathed sigh,
To speak, but did not.
—THOMAS MOORE
Chapter 11:
You fear, sometimes, I do not love you so much as you
wish? My dear Girl, I love you ever and ever and
without reserve. The more I have known you the more
have I lov'd.
—JOHN KEATS
Chapter 12:
Love is a deep well from which you may drink often, but into
which you may fall but once.
—ELLYE HOWELL GLOVER
Chapter 13:
Clare knew that she loved him—every curve of her form
showed that—but he did not know at that time the full depth
of her devotion, its single-mindedness, its meekness; what
long-suffering it gua... (show all)ranteed, what honesty, what endurance,
what good faith.
—THOMAS HARDY,
Tess of the d'Urbervilles
Chapter 14:
Warmly I felt her bosom thrill,
I pressed it closer, closer still,
Though gently bid not;
Till—oh! the world hath seldom heard
Of lovers, who so nearly erred,
And yet, who did not.
—TH... (show all)OMAS MOORE
Chapter 15:
'Cautious, very cautious,' thought Emma; 'he advances inch
by inch, and will hazard nothing till he believes himself
secure.'
—JANE AUSTEN,
Emma
Chapter 16:
I wish I could remember the first day,
First hour, first moment of your meeting me...
—CHRISTINA ROSSETTI
Chapter 17:
I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart,
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fear,
Ah! she did depart!
—WILLIAM BLAKE,
Love's Secret
Chapter 18:
The rest is silence.
—WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
Chapter 19:
Jane, you look blooming, and smiling, and pretty, truly
pretty this morning. Is this my pale little elf? Is this my
mustard-seed? This little sunny-faced girl with the dimpled
cheek and rosy lips; the ... (show all)satin-smooth hazel hair, and the
radiant hazel eyes?" (I had green eyes, reader; but you must
excuse the mistake; for him they were new-dyed, I suppose.)
"It is Jane Eyre, sir."
—CHARLOTTE BRONTE
Jane Eyre
Chapter 20:
Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have
greatness thrust upon them.
—WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
Chapter 21:
"My life is a burden without you," he exclaimed, in a low
voice. "I want you—I want you to let me say I love you again
and again!"
—THOMAS HARDY - Publisher's editor
- Feron, Carrie
- Original language
- English
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