Quotes from Christine Feehan

His body recognized her. Knew her. Needed her. Every cell. He'd never been so acutely focused on another human being.

You are hän ku kuulua sívamet, which means, "keeper of my heart." And you are ainaak enyém, "forever mine.

He'd searched the world over for his lifemate, the woman holding the other half of his soul, the light to his darkness. She didn't exist. It was that simple. She didn't exist.

Once he had told her he wanted her to stay, she'd been lost in the wonder of that. No one ever wanted her. No one.

Are you certain she's the one? Emme whispered. Do you just know it, Vittorio? In your soul, where you live, do you just know?

He wouldn't give up on her. He was prepared to do anything, fight any battle. No matter if the act was forbidden or not, if he could get her back, he would humble himself, put himself in any kind of jeopardy or fight any battle to save her. - Dimitri's thoughts

Lorraine. Sivamet. Breathe with me. Turn around. There was a command in his voice. Steel. One didn't dare disobey.

I don't want you in my life so I can use your body. I'm good at seduction, Lexi. I can go to a bar and pick up a woman and use her if that's what I wanted. I want love. When you touch me, I feel love in your hands. When you kiss me, I taste love. I'm not in a rush. I'm enjoying all the firsts you've given me.

He was such a mixture, tough as nails and lethal, but with her, unfailingly a gentleman, tender and sweet, looking out for her so carefully.

She'd made her way into his heart. Snuck in when he wasn't looking. It was impossible to be with her and not fall deeply, madly in love with her.

Staying strong for our people. Staying strong to keep the demon inside. Staying strong for her. Only her.

We clearly were on the same team. You killed over a dozen of the bastards and I wasn't about to reward you by killing you. They deserved it.

You know who I am, what is inside me. If distance separated us, you would still need to feel my hands on you, my mouth on yours, my body in yours, a part of yours.

Her wild imagination immediately interpreted his statement as him claiming her, making her his, letting her know no matter what, he would stand for her.

He preferred curves to supermodel thin. He didn't understand why women were so hard on themselves. Francesca was beautiful and he didn't want a single pound to go away.

He was just so intimidating and darkly sensual, filling the room with his presence until she could barely think straight.

You know, Mikhail, I'm beginning to think my very first assessment of your character was correct. You're arrogant and bossy." He swam toward her with lazy, easy strokes. "But I am sexy.

You're safe with me, Blythe," he whispered. "I swear to you, I'm only yours. For good or bad, I'm with you.

She wasn't asking his permission either. He wasn't in charge. She'd made that clear more than once. Shylah was an independent thinker, was used to working alone.

Aside from the fact that you're probably an adrenaline junkie or you wouldn't have gone anywhere near the Special Forces or Dr. Whitney and his crazy experiment? Or that guys like you wind up dead because you never learn enough is enough? Or that you go through women like water? Arly indicated Ryland's hands with his chin. And that you've probably seen the inside of more than one jail because you get in fights. Ryland whistled softly. Tell me what you really think, don't spare my feelings.

He preferred smaller knives, but when you wanted to make a statement, you did it big. He wanted this man cowed and willing to talk.

Two F-bombs in under a second. He was more than furious. She had no choice but to lift her chin, but she kept her eyes childishly shut tight, afraid if she looked at him, she'd be lost.

She looked at him with an expression far too close to reverence. Bordering on real adoration. Real. He didn't get real. He didn't even deserve it.

Know this, sivamet-this child will be mine. I will take Vadim's blood from you and exchange it for mine. Eventually, over time, she will be ours. My child and yours. My blood will change her cells. her organs, reshaping and repairing any damage. 'The healer- - Dragomir to Emeline