Quotes from Christine Feehan

Jacques stroked back her bright hair, kissed her eyelids, her high cheekbones, the corners of her mouth. Every inch of her was his, and he worshipped it tenderly. When at last his body took possession of hers, her eyes held the same message as his, her soul branded forever with his name, his touch.

I love you, Mikhail, all of you, even the beast in you.

Everyone is special in there own way, Mitya, she said softly

Malichai knew there wasn't much to see, other than he was combat-hardened. His experience showed in the lines in his face, in the calm he displayed under all conditions and the flat, cold look in his eyes.

Mikhail, are you asking me to marry you?" "I am not really certain I know how it is done. Should I be on my knee?" He was grinning openly at her. "You're proposing to me with a carload of assassins approaching?" "Potential assassins.

He caught her hand, curling his fingers around hers and bringing it to his chest as he leaned into her. I'm sorry for being a dick. Sometimes I just am, but I'll watch it. Giovanni snorted his derision. Sometimes? Don't believe a fucking thing he says, Mariko. It's 'all' the time.

Steele felt the weight of that sacred ink on his back. It was there for a reason, to remind all of them they were stronger together.

Stupid little bitch. You messed with the wrong man." "Stupid little bastard. You messed with the wrong woman." Alena had come down under him, but her legs were wrapped loosely around his neck. She tightened them and rolled, snapping his neck easily. "Idiot," she hissed. "I don't have time to play around. I've got a restaurant to run.

I'm glad someone besides myself gives him a hard time. He needs it, you know. All those people bowing and scraping. It's not good for him." Her hands were freezing, so she shoved them into her pockets. "I do my best, Raven," the priest admitted, "but we don't need to tell him. Some things are best kept between us.

she was there, pouring need and passion into him. Pouring something else that felt like love. He was so unfamiliar with that emotion, that at first, he wasn't certain what it was that surrounded him and lifted him up. That he chased after. That he craved.

This woman mattered in some undefined way he didn't fully understand. He wanted to stay in her company. His body wanted her with every breath he drew. His leopard wanted to stay close to her.

We thank you for the offer, healer, but Shea is unused to our ways." Jacques couldn't remember most of them himself.

Dance with me, Sasha. I'm working, Mr. Ferraro, and according to the employee manual, we are not allowed to fraternize with the owners. If this is a test to see if I read the rules, I can assure you, I have. Giovanni and Sasha, Shadow Keeper

Malichai had grown up fierce, using his fists, learning every form of underhanded street-fighting known to man, and he'd learned it was life or death. He'd chosen life.

Something was very wrong. It was all there, if she just reached for it. Raven believed that faraway voice, felt warmth and love enfold her in strong, protective arms. She knew that feeling, that voice. It wasn't quite right. You're hurt. How? Mikhail replayed the recent events in his mind for her. Raven inhaled, feeling as if someone had hit her square in the stomach. Mikhail. Gregori is turning into some kind of tyrant. I would not dare die , he assured.

He loved knowing she was his woman. Some men needed many to make themselves feel like a man. He had always needed one. The only. Now that he had her, he knew why.

Breezy had learned, practically from birth, to let things go. If they weren't big and didn't threaten to swallow her whole, she dismissed them from her mind. If she really needed to deal with something, she thought about it carefully, formulated a plan and then carried it out.

One of these days, you keep asking, Brice, and I might scare you to death and say yes. I'd turn into a clingy, nagging witch and drive you nuts

A lifemate, no matter age or appearance, is always the most beautiful woman possible to a Carpathian male.

She had the strangest need, almost a compulsion, to shield Ricco from his brother's scrutiny. From all of them. She sensed he detested appearing weak in front of anyone, but especially his family.

He could see faint streaks of light as if the man left behind prints. They didn't appear like footprints, there were more faint bluish lights, more of a blob-line than a print, but every person left them behind and from shadows he could see them. He couldn't spot the imaging once out of tube, but the shadows acted as if he was seeing through a thermal lens.

Depression is very real. I could not feel, so in many ways, I had a huge advantage.

You can do no other than to make me happy. My happiness is completely dependent on whether or not you are safe." Raven couldn't help smiling. "Somehow I think your devious nature is showing.

You're hurt. How? Mikhail replayed the recent events in his mind for her. Raven inhaled, feeling as if someone had hit her square in the stomach. Mikhail. Gregori is turning into some kind of tyrant. I would not dare die , he assured.