Top 200 Melanie Dickerson Quotes (2026 Update)
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151. “Well, he would share her, but only for a little while. When the ball was over, he would make sure she slept inside the castle tonight, with his sister Margaretha. In fact, he might just make sure she never left the castle. He didn’t intend for her to ever be without protection again.”

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152. “She would think about how her breath had stuck in her throat when he had looked into her eyes. How fierce and protective he had been. How rugged and masculine he had looked with several days of stubble on his cheeks and chin.”

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153. “What kind of madness was this? A Woman saying she would protect him? His pride refused to allow it.”

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154. “Valten turned and stomped back to the Great Hall. He just might put his unbroken hand through someone’s face, if given the slightest bit of provocation.”

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155. “So she’d never experience love. Most married people didn’t, either.”

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156. “Gisela wanted to say something. “Of course. Be careful.” Dumb. Of course he won’t be careful. He’s jousting.”

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157. “Valten turned and grasped Gisela around the waist to help her down. She placed her hands on his shoulders and he set her on her feet, but slowly. After all, when one has a pleasant task to do, there’s no reason to rush it.”

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158. “No, even if we didn’t love you, we would still think you were beautiful.”

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159. “She relaxed against him, her head tucked against his neck. He closed his eyes to better memorize the way she felt in his arms, since he must never hold her like this again.”

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160. “Gisela couldn’t be thinking as much about kissing him as he thought about kissing her or she wouldn’t be able to fall asleep. With her in his arms, he was too restless to think about anything but her.”

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161. “Wilhelm studied Christoff and Georg. With a fair maiden in their midst, he knew his men too well to doubt their thoughts. He suddenly agreed with the dog. He didn’t want them staring at her.”

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162. “But what stuck in her mind was the way Lord Hamlin had looked at her. Thinking of that, her face began to burn once again.”

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163. “Magdalen’s eyes were wide and her mouth hung open. She was so sweet and beautiful. She would make a wonderful margrave’s wife. Avelina had already made up her mind that the margrave had not killed his brother. She simply could not believe anyone who was so particular about who he was going to marry, and who seemed so concerned about orphans, could have done such a despicable thing. At least, she hoped not.”

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164. “He didn’t like hearing and seeing her cry, but she was so warm in his arms. She was pouring her heart out to him, and it felt good to know she trusted him enough to tell him exactly what she was thinking.”

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165. “When he tore his eyes from the piece of parchment, his gaze went straight to Sophie, a strange look on his face. He tossed the letter over his shoulder, strode across the room toward her, his eyes alight with triumph. He grabbed Sophie around the waist, tilted her backward, and kissed her passionately on the lips. Finding herself off balance, Sophie held onto his shoulders. Her heart soared at his sudden display of affection.”

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166. “We shall dedicate this battle to the woman who freed us.” Sir Klas turned from halfway up the stairs. “She is the bravest of us all.” “Ja!” the other soldiers shouted. “She is our lioness! We shall fight for her!” They.”

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167. “His squire’s voice broke through the haze of rage that had settled in his head.”

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168. “At least if she worked inside, she couldn’t nearly decapitate someone.”

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169. “You won’t have to marry him,” he continued, as if she hadn’t said anything, “because I will rescue you.” The determination in his voice sent more warmth through her. “I couldn’t bear to see him hit you again. But I would never marry him. I would get away from him somehow.” She couldn’t help adding mischievously, “Maybe I will rescue you.” He made a growling noise in his throat, and she was hard-pressed to keep from laughing.”

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170. “He gave her a questioning lift of his eyebrows and held out his right arm. “May I? Wear your colors?”

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171. “Avelina raised her hand to her face, the one Lord Thornbeck had squeezed a moment ago, and was overcome by his familiar scent – the smell of evergreen trees and mint leaves the servants put in his laundry. Warmth washed over her as she remembered how he had held her tight, much tighter than necessary, sitting on the balcony floor. Surely.”

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172. “A world without a kind young man who wished to help a servant girl read the Bible, who smiled often, and who bandaged a servant’s blistered hands would have been a sadder world.”

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173. “He rather liked it when she stood up to him.”

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174. “He could tell her he was thinking how pleased he was that they had brought Toby with them, because he had been thinking that earlier. But the truth was that he had been trying to think how to either convince her to go with him to England, or to convince himself to stay with her here in the Holy Roman Empire. But he had nothing here. He couldn’t even speak the language.”

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175. “Suddenly Lord Thornbeck rode straight up beside her and grabbed the reins. “Hold on to me!” While Lord Thornbeck forcefully pulled back on the reins and leaned on the horse’s neck, Avelina clutched Lord Thornbeck’s shoulders. His arm encircled her waist as he lifted her out of the saddle. He held her tight against his side until the stable workers were able to take the reins. Then he lowered her. Her feet touched the ground and her knees crumpled.”

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176. “Striding up to him, Wilhelm drew his fist back and landed a clean blow to Rupert’s jaw. Rupert reeled, and after two wobbly backward steps, hit the floor on his backside. He raised a hand to his face. “Feel better?” “No. Get up so I can hit you again.”

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177. “The impulse to tear her attacker apart set his muscles on edge.”

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178. “But she could make the margrave fall in love with her if she wished. She could. She felt it in the way he looked at her and spoke to her. And what was just as bad was, she could fall in love with him too.”

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179. “A woman wishes to be swept up by a man’s fervent feelings for her, by love and longing and depth of feeling. She does not wish to be married for her father’s coin or her noble birth or because she is a sensible choice. She wants to be wooed, even after she is married, to be cherished and loved for her very self, not just because she has a beautiful face, long after she has passed the age of freshness and youth.” She.”

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180. “Valten turned to face her and she threw her arms around him again. We have to get out of here, his mind told him, but he decided he had enough time for another kiss. And Gisela obviously agreed.”

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181. “Wilhelm let go. He turned to look at Rose. His heart seemed ready to leap out of his chest. Could it be? Rose? His Rose. It was too good to be true.”

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182. “He had also decided on a new course that filled him with joy – he would ask Rapunzel to be his wife.”

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183. “She couldn’t seem to stop staring at Jorgen and his blue-green eyes. He made her feel so safe and protected. She couldn’t ever remember feeling that way with anyone else.”

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184. “She thought about all the things she would like to say to him. Thank you for wanting to defend me. Thank you for thinking Rupert is a rogue. Thank you for being a man of integrity. Oh, Lord Hamlin, if you were mine, I’d make you so happy. Rose stifled a laugh at the stupid, outrageous thought.”

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185. “Jorgen reached out to her and, moving as if in a dream, she placed her hand in his. He raised it to his lips and kissed her knuckles. She had been kissed on the hand numerous times before and never felt a thing. So why did his lips on her skin send a tingle through her, across her shoulders and down her back?”

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186. “Jorgen kept hold of her hand a bit longer than was necessary. His touch made her heart flutter. She caught her breath. How could she be foolish about this man she had just met? Had she forgotten what he could do to her? She must be a lack wit. Uncle.”

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187. “She clung to him without even opening her eyes. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight as he sat back on the floor of the balcony. Her breath was coming hard. She pressed her cheek against his chest. His heart beat in her ear, thumping nearly as fast as her own. “You are safe now. I have you. You are safe.” He held her even tighter. Avelina.”

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188. “Those stolen kisses and conversations were sweeter than any he had ever imagined, perhaps because he had waited for them and had never broken his vows.”

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189. “She closed her eyes for a moment, remembering how it had felt to see Sir Gerek appear, reaching down and pulling her up. She sighed deeply. His arms were so strong and comforting around her, holding her tight against his broad chest. She drew in a hiccupped breath, a cross between a laugh and a sob.”

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190. “Only the most passionate love could ever induce me to marry.”

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191. “Reinhart tried to concentrate on the numbers and lists on his desk, of the expenses of the previous month, but his mind kept wandering, mostly to Lady Dorothea.”

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192. “Ranulf’s heart did a strange stutter at the way she defended him. He longed to intervene, to stop the questioning.”

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193. “Ruexner will pay dearly for this,” Valten promised, speaking to no one in particular, but imagining he had the fiend’s neck between his hands. If he dared hurt Gisela...”

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194. “It seemed as if Gisela’s screams were growing closer. The brutal kicking stopped. He heard a loud thud and several startled yells. He forced his eyes open. Gisela was on top of Ruexner on the ground, pummeling his head with her fists, while Ruexner held his arms up to protect his face.”

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195. “Feel better?” “No. Get up so I can hit you again.”

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196. “I wish someone had been looking out for you,” he said softly. Her heart trembled. She’d never known a man could be so kind and tender, so compassionate and gentle, and yet so masculine and appealing. His touch sent warmth and pleasant sensations all through her. Surely if God loved her, He would let her marry this man.”

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197. “You like horses?” “More than people sometimes.” She sensed, by the way he was looking at her, that he felt the same way.”

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198. “He bent lower to whisper in her ear,” I love you, queen of beauty and love.”

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199. “He took a step toward her. She turned around, a tentative smile on her face. His beautiful Rose. He sank to his knees and raised his hands over his face. “Thank you, God. You’re so good to me.”

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200. “Valten’s hand tightened around Gisela arm, and he grunted in frustration. He brushed his finger over her cheek and whispered, “We will continue this conversation later.” “Yes, my lord.” The mischievous twinkle in her eye almost made him kiss her anyway, even though Rainhilda was staring at them from the Great Hall door.”

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