Me? I've just finished an historical romance, Laura Kinsale's Uncertain Magic. The plot had a few loose ends, but I loved the characters and their story was quite engaging. Here's a passage I liked a lot:
He fought to stand against the weight and weakness in his knees. The one thing he refused to yield...mad or sane, dream or lost reality--he would not forget her.
He tried to see her image in his mind--her face and eyes--but they seemed to shimmer and flow, at one with the strange light and the blowing wind. It was the memory of her smile that came clearer.
Stay with me. He'd said those words before--somewhere else--where?
But he could not remember; he only thought of how she'd lain warm and trusting in his arms, an heiress in a bed of straw. His wife...a sidhe gift, but there was more to her than moonbeams. There was what he'd come to love--plain stubborn guts and a lavendar-scented pig, and faith enough to keep her with him through a countryside in flames.
Your turn. What are you reading?
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