Quotes from Christine Feehan

I can see this is going to take some heavy persuasion." His lips moved over her face like a brand, fastened on her mouth, and rocked the very earth. "No one should be able to kiss like you do," Raven whispered. He kissed her again, tantalizingly sweet, his tongue sliding over hers sensuously, pure magic, pure promise. "Say yes, Raven. Feel how much I need you.

His team consisted of a group of mavericks. They were cohesive when they needed to be, but their strength was their individual thinking. Many of their enhancements enabled them to do their jobs better alone then in a group. The idea had been that the GhostWalkers easily could do teamwork or perform alone.

I would charge he'll with a bucket of water to get you back. I'd fuckin' search hell for you, Breezy. Dont ever think you can exchange your life for mine, because it isn't going to happen. I wouldn't let it happen.

She took a breath, braced herself and turned slightly to look at Jonas. Florentine gold looked back at her. The air left her lungs in a rush of heat. Those eyes held intelligence. A predatory, very focused stare. They devoured her hungrily. Almost possessively. "He paired us. Whitney. He paired us." His voice was a blend of smoke and the wild of the forest. "Even if he hadn't, I would still think you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.

Claiming her as his. He was rough, demanding and possessive. He wanted her to feel his brand of love. Complete. Encompassing. Reverent. Carnal.

Stay with me, little one. I remained in this world because of you. You will have to be strong for both of us. Can you hear me, Raven? Do not leave me. I can make you happy. I know I can.

He liked that she gave the questions thought. That she actually saw the mysteries and worked at solving them.

I'm not going to hurt you, Bree. I'd shoot myself in the heart before I'd do that again.

The last child is secure. The phrase to remove him from the safety circle is Curious George likes his bike.

She was an intelligent woman and she wasn't just going to hand herself over to him because she was tempted. He loved that about her because it meant when she did fully surrender, he'd earned it and he had a much better chance of keeping her when he had to tell her he was a shadow rider and what that meant for both of them.

My life has never been my own. I've got all the money in the world, and nothing that I want. Until you. I want you. You're what I want for myself.

She was everything. His air. His breath. His heart. Mikhail's mouth found hers in long, drugging kisses, moved to her throat, her breast, found his mark. One taste. Only one. Raven moved in his arms, turned her head to give him better access, her hands entwined in his hair. "I'd better marry you, Mikhail. You need me desperately.

Someday my child will grow right here." "You'd like that, would you? I might get as big as a house." Mikhail kissed her tummy again and then kissed the path to her breasts. "You will have milk for our babies. That is such a miracle, Raven." She heard the ache in his voice. The need. He didn't quite believe they would manage to have children, not when his people had been unable to do so for centuries, but he was willing to dream of it--with her.

She was purity. Goodness. Compassion. The other half of his soul. Light to his darkness. Everything that he was not.

Your lifemate is either not born or"— she smirked at him mischievously—" she's probably one of Gregori's daughters." He groaned and slapped his forehead with his palm. "A curse on you forever for uttering those words, for putting that thought out into the universe. Don't even think that, let alone say it aloud. Can you imagine Gregori Daratrazanoff as a father-in-law? Sheesh, Skyler, you really do want me dead.

He'd meant what he'd said when he'd told her he didn't want to ever see her hurt or with tears in her eyes. He knew never was a long time, but he would still do his best to make that promise count.

If tomorrow never comes, today has been all I've ever wanted or needed.

I love that when I finally have something, it's you. Your body. Your mind. Your heart. I'm going after that you know. Your heart. I want complete surrender from you. Nothing less will do.

They'd always kept eyes on one another. Always. It was Czar's rule. Their rule. Their code. Their promise to one another. It was how they survived. But he hadn't. He'd taken his eyes off Demyan and he'd died in the worst possible way.

I look at you and know what a miracle you are. The feel of your skin, soft and inviting, the way you move, like water flowing, the brush of your hair like silk, the feel of your body surrounding mine, completing me, giving me the strength I need to continue a task that seems so hopeless, but so necessary. I look at the way you are made, so beautiful, your body so perfect, made for mine.

Tears swam in her sky blue eyes and his heart squeezed down like a vise. It took every ounce of discipline he possessed not to press his palm over his chest. "Damn it," he swore at her between clenched teeth. "Stop with the tears." She had to stop. He felt a little desperate. -Airiana & Maxim

He hoped they were wrong, but he had a bad feeling, that nagging one that always told him he was right. He didn't like knowing, but that radar had saved not only him, but his fellow GhostWalkers on more than one occasion.

She looked desperate. He felt that way. He wasn't about to be separated from her. No matter what, I'll be with you, he promised.

You make me feel alive, Grace. Every cell in my body wakes up around you. My heart. Who knew it was even possible?