Quotes About Bond

I will never get enough of you, Raven, never. But you need to soak in the tub, and I need to feed." "Eat." She bent to fill the tub with hot, steamy water. "In English you use the word eat. I'm not the greatest cook, but I could put something together for you." His white teeth gleamed like a predator's as he lit candles for her. "You are not here as my slave, little one. At least not in the domestic sense.

In their world, once two shadows were connected and totally interwoven, breaking those shadows apart was a frightening prospect. The riders would lose all ability to ride the shadows and the departing non-Ferraro partner would lose all memory of the family and what they did.

Sivamet --my love. You are sívam és sielam --my heart and soul," Mikhail whispered softly.

For all the downsides to being a rider, there was his family. Always there. Always ready to help and watch out for one another. His family was one of the biggest gifts he had to offer Grace.

I am Jacques. I am your lifemate. There is no question that I can share your mind. It is my right, as it is yours to share mine. More than a right, it is a necessity for us both.

I am your other half. We belong together.

Then she became aware of a deep sadness in Emmanuelle and she found herself growing protective of Taviano's sister for no reason she really understood other than she seemed very sad at times.

I'll never leave you, he whispered aloud, We'll make this work.

What happens to you happens to me. We stay together.

He knew exactly what the ancients meant when they said one lifemate could not survive the passing of the other. He would not want to live in the world without her. There would be no Mikhail without Raven.

Jacques straightened slowly, as if he had been waiting for hours. His hand went to the nape of his neck, rubbing at a kink. Mikhail and Jacques stared at one another, dark sorrow in their eyes. Jacques stepped forward and reached for Mikhail in an uncharacteristic show of affection. It was brief and hard, two stiff oak trees exchanging a hug. Mikhail knew Raven would have laughed at the two of them.

God, she got to him. The longer he was in her company, the stronger the attraction to her became.

I belong to you. I offer my life for you. Take what it is you need, what it is you want.

Mikhail," she was pleading. He lifted his head, dark eyes burning with hunger. "I belong to you, Raven. Take what you need from me, as I will take it from you.

For the first time in centuries of living, Mikhail was forced to rely on another being. Gregori. The dark one. A royal pain in the neck. I read your thoughts, my friend.

I know you're all thinking it was Rand. I don't want it to be him. I want to have a family." "You have a family," Mikhail said gently. "I am your family. Raven is your family. Our child will be, and of course you have Jacques. Someday you will have children." He sent a slight grin in Gregori's direction. "You can even claim the healer as family. We do, although he dislikes it intensely.

Most parents would willingly sacrifice their lives for their children, MaryAnn. There is no greater love.

You have to commit to us. Just like you're part of Torpedo Ink, I have to be part of you. You have to be all in.

Steele shook his head. They were all crazy, but it was a good crazy. "I'm with you, Steele

We're all family. Family takes care of family no matter how bad it is or what the cost to us personally is [...]That's what we do. We're Torpedo Ink and that IS Torpedo Ink.

That Malichai had somehow become her world and she didn't want to live without him. There was no going back to an existence of no hope of a future. Malichai was her future.

Christine Feehan

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.

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