Quotes About Christine Feehan

Sebastian it is. You can tell me what a patron saint is later, since I have no knowledge of such things. Sebastian Kane. Sebastian Kane Cannon. You're going to marry me and use my last name, right? Is that supposed to be a proposal?

God. He was beautiful. A beautiful, troubled man forged by the fires of hell, ravaged by monsters.

His energy is very malevolent. Don't get sick or I'll start asking you if the baby is all right in front of him.

Gregori flashed a smile meant to reassure, the one that left vivid images of open graves.

If the cycle of mating heat was anything like the desire clawing at him, he and Savannah were in for either a difficult time or a glorious one.

My woman has a temper?" "I prefer to say I have a sense of justice and when someone crosses it, it is at their peril.

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.

Whitney may be a complete madman and an absolute fucking wreck of a human being, but he gave me you, Draden said. I'd still put a bullet in his head, but I'd thank him first.

Hurry up. You promised me a ride. Okay, that wasn't a good thing to say to him. Not in her bedroom. On your bike, she added hastily.

She had the faint taste of sass and sweet. Lethal and home. The combination was deadly to a man like him.

The gate, which had been securely locked, stood open in welcome. Everything seemed to be welcoming him. A sense of peace began to steal into his heart.

He had to be a GhostWalker. She was looking at a legitimate GhostWalker. The real deal.

Well I'm not. Jumping for joy, I mean,that you're my lifemate. I can't have a lifemate right now. I've got issues.

Your are? he demanded....................I'm in the women's bathroom, which is supposed to be private to women

Where the fuck is your coat? His voice was pitched low. Soft. It sounded menacing, as if all his anger was directed at her because she didn't have on a coat.

He kissed her gently, tenderly, opening his mind as much as he dared, wanting to share himself with her. His love was wild, obsessive, protective, certainly not given easily, but given completely to her.

That fantasy mouth smiled. The kind of smile that could melt the panties off a nun. Holy Cow.

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.

Only Gregori gave you blood. And I." "If I were you, I would not bring up the fact that you forced me to take that spell-casting healer's blood.

You need to go to ground now," Gregori pointed out. "I will fix the safeguards and ensure we are not disturbed." "With a big sign saying 'Gregori lies here, do not disturb'?" Mikhail asked softly, his voice a warning.

What do you think of Raven?" "I thought we had to be quiet." Shea was looking in every direction for bats. "The bats know we are here, Shea, but there is no need to fear them. I will keep them away from you." He spoke calmly as if it was an everyday occurrence to control the movements of bats.

You really are extraordinary," she murmured, uncertain whether she was dreaming or not. "It is good you think so," he pointed out. "Since I wish to spend time with you.

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.

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