Quotes from Christine Feehan

You aren't alone. You aren't one anymore. It's the two of us. Together. We do this together. That was the plan. That was your promise and I count on you.

He had the feeling she hadn't ever felt loved. That was going to change. He knew he loved her. He didn't know when or how it started, it just crept up on him, but he wasn't going to let her feel alone. She would always know she could count on him.

His thoughtful Grace. He liked that trait in her. Te stillness in her. She brought a sense of peace to her surroundings.

It wasn't like he could name one single thing about them that made them stand out in his mind. They just gave off a dangerous vibe. Being with them really did feel as if he were inside a tiger's cage, surrounded by the big cats.

His entire life, he hadn't cared if he'd upset someone or made them angry. No one had mattered. He'd found a place inside himself where he was safe, where no one could get to him. But she could--she had.

There you go, getting all protective on me. You're worried about me, aren't you? His voice practically purred at her, a sensual mixture of possession, desire and something else - affection. Dio, bambino, I love that.

I like you belonging to me, Bree. More importantly, I like belonging to you.

them. I am Torpedo Ink. If you love me, you love the club. It's really that simple.

Well, put that lovely treasure back in your pants and calm down.

She looked down onto his face. So gorgeous. It wasn't just his beautiful, very masculine features, it was the way he was inside. I'm in love with you. There isn't anything that you can tell me that is going to change that.

The enhancements made them predators any way you looked at it. Hunters. They were good at their jobs. They looked like soldiers. Doctors. Officers. But they were much more than that and anyone in close confines with them felt the difference sooner rather than later.

He'd always had his family, his brothers and sister, and they had formed a unit so strong, when he was younger, he hadn't thought he would ever need anyone else. Loneliness taught him otherwise.

We all signed up for a one-way ticket when we joined GhostWalkers. It's just my turn.

Grace had filled those lonely places, replacing them with laughter and conversation. She'd given him the purpose he needed there in his home to maintain his balance in a world of stark duty.

She was...salvation. Everything good. She lit up a room just as she lit up his life.

She took away sorrow and anger, replacing it with acceptance and love.

Sleep deeply, the sleep of our people, chosen one of my sister,that you will heal completely and wake refreshed and in full strength.

Are you absolutely certain that Grace is yours? She's not just a woman who would be suitable because she carries the genetic code we need? Francesca is my world. Your woman needs to be yours. Grace is my Francesca, Vittorio assured.

You're a miracle, woman. Draden meant it.

One night will never be enough. A thousand nights will never be enough. If you come to me, Ania, it will be a commitment to me. To us. There will be no going back.

It was always you, Blythe. From the moment I met you, it was always you. I brought my family home so you can work your magic on them. They need you. I need you. It's time you let me back in.

Stay with me, Ashe," he whispered enticingly. "Take a chance on me.

Mikhail seated himself across the small table from her, his eyes drifting lazily, possessively, over her alluring curves. Why do you dress in men's clothes? he asked. She laughed, soft and melodious, and her eyes lit with mischief. Because I knew it would annoy you. He threw his head back and laughed. -Mikhail & Raven

never want you to think for one moment that I don't love you. That I'm with you for my leopard, Ashe. I'm with you for me.