‘”I am happy for you that you’ve found your place in life, but being part of that world isn’t mine.’ As soon as she spoke the words, a vision of the little stone cottage flashed before her eyes. She shook her head to dislodge the picture from her mind.”
The Enchanted One by Lora Deeprose pg.153
“She wanted a routine and mundane life among people who had never heard of the Order or believed in powers, or Elementals or magick. She longed to be surrounded by her flowers and knowing the most pressing thing she had to do in her life was to create bouquets and arrangements.”
The Enchanted One by Lora Deeprose pg.146
“She’d never wanted adventure in her life, never had a desire to travel and see the world, but finding herself living her days out in a twenty-by-twenty room felt like a prison. She couldn’t even open a window to let in the fresh air.”
The Enchanted One by Lora Deeprose pg.138
“Opening the box, she broke the seal and peeled back the matching peach foil, exposing rows of tiny, glossy chocolates. She passed the box around.”
The Enchanted One by Lora Deeprose pg.131
“Gingerly, he traced the outline of the cross with his finger. His hand accidentally brushed against hers, sending a curious frizzle of electricity up her arm.”
The Enchanted One by Lora Deeprose pg.119
“The fragrant steam filled the room, fogging the mirror and mingling with the iridescent vapour draping the walls. Flower petals and herbs floated on the surface of the water and four amethyst crystals had been placed around the edge of the tub.”
The Enchanted One by Lora Deeprose pg.113
“The proud little house before her was built with grey stones, ranging from a very dark slate to a soft dove grey and all the shades in between. The dark, glossy leaves of the climbing roses covered most of the stonework on the first floor. Their trailing branches obscured all but the windows and front door. The roses were in full bloom and she could smell the sweet scent of the abundant pink blossoms from where she stood under the trees.”
The Enchanted One by Lora Deeprose pg. 107
“”Let go of me. You don’t understand, my books are in there. I need to save them. Please,” she begged, tears clogging her throat.
The Enchanted One by Lora Deeprose pg.103
“From the tin, he removed a bag of loose herbs and a small metal tea ball. He filled the tea ball and lowered it by its chain into the cup of hot water. The two women watched transfixed by his graceful movements.”
The Enchanted One by Lora Deeprose pg.91
“Only a few of the candles remained unlit. The flames from the others danced and weaved, making the red containers glow like rubies. These had been lit for Ian.”
The Enchanted One by Lora Deeprose pg.85
Lora Deeprose 