Quotes from Christine Feehan

Our cats are moody and vicious and if it goes wrong, we have no choice but to put it down. Humans have problems understanding that because they are doing their best to evolve to a higher plane. Ashe didn't point out that she thought it wasn't working.

There was a sense of comfort being wrapped up in his arms. He was calm in the middle of a terrifying experience. He was a rock she could cling to.

She was just so afraid of being hurt. Or hurting Ice. She had failed at everything she'd tried in her life. Ice was...extraordinary. Amazing. Worth something.

He lifted his head, his gaze moving over her face. "I love looking at you," he admitted. "Every single tiny detail of your face and body is etched into my brain for all time. I want to wake up every morning looking at you and go to sleep at night with you right beside me. When I die, Cayenne, I want you holding me and looking at me, right in my eyes, so I take that last sight of you with me.

He'd been ten years old when he'd last begged someone for something, and he'd promised himself he'd never do it again, but this was too important.

She'd managed, in a very short period of time, to slip under his guard and get inside him. There was something very valiant about her.

Vittorio Ferraro was the most extraordinary man she'd ever meet and she would forever regret being a coward if she didn't give what had been growling between them a chance.

There it was. His woman. Laying it out for him. Giving him truth and making him feel like he was the luckiest man on earth.

You chose me, Soleil. I chose you. Let's make this work.

So now I'm supposed to believe you haven't been with another woman for five years. Get. Out

Ashe's entire face lit up when she laughed. That laughter did something to his insides, turning him to mush, so he thought some of the ice that had frozen all emotions so many years earlier had melted and allowed her deeper.

Bottom line, dolce core, that's who I am. When the cops can't do something to protect citizens, it's my turn. You have to decide if you can live with who I am. The real me.

She wasn't certain what he was going to work on, being a caveman all the time, or trying not to be a caveman most of the time.

She didn't want the mask he wore around others. She wanted the true intamacy he had given her, the real Vittorio, the real man. He had offered her that man and she'd been so afraid she'd rejected him.

I love you, Mikhail, all of you, even the beast in you. I don't know why I became so confused. You aren't evil. I can see so clearly inside of you." Sleep, little one, in my arms where you belong. Mikhail drew up the quilt, wrapped protective arms around her, and sent them both to sleep.

Coffee. It was decisive. Without their women, their chosen drink would always be what it had been.

Need me, Shea." His voice ached with it. "Need me the same way I need you. I would give my life for you. Live for me. Find a way to live for me. Love me that much.

If you let yourself believe in me, I'll take care of us. I believe absolutely, without a shadow of a doubt, that you'll take care of us just as well.

It was an observation, not a judgment. Shylah liked the way Draden seemed to reserve his conclusions until he had the facts.

Whitney plants viruses in us to force us to return home. [...] I knew sooner or later I wouldn't return, and I'd die from whatever they put in me.

The bayou came out in her voice more than it ever had before, and it sounded like an invitation to spend the night floating down a lazy canal together under the starlit night.

Now there was Grace. An unexpected gift. She was far more than he'd ever fantasized about. She was courageous and beautiful. Intelligent and no pushover.

I curl my hand around her throat so her heart beats right into my palm, Fyodor confessed as if he could read Timur's mind. Even that isn't enough. I can hear my own heart beating right over top of hers because I'm terrified living with the idea that I could lose her.

Blythe was Viktor's in. He'd arranged a casual meeting and swept her off her feet. He was good with women. He knew exactly how to read them and what they wanted and needed. He was good at providing.