“She followed the melting flakes, revelling in the thickness, the softness of his hair, which he wore long. She had loved to… — Charlotte Featherstone Charlotte-featherstone Copy Share Image
“Slave. Minion. Fiend. The others who have come before me have been called such things, but I prefer to think of myself… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Words are so very difficult to take back and forget. Memories fade with time, but words never do. They linger in our… — Charlotte Featherstone Language Copy Share Image
“Go to hell," she snapped, hating how he made her lose her cool elegance. "Already been, my dear. The service was not… — Charlotte Featherstone Beauty Copy Share Image
“She saw him as a boy, standing in the kitchen, his clothes tattered and torn, his dark hair in need of a… — Charlotte Featherstone Charlotte-featherstone Copy Share Image
“I do not know what to say, how to tempt you. If you had a price, I would pay it. If you… — Charlotte Featherstone Charlotte-featherstone Copy Share Image
“...It’s always only ever been you. And it always will be, Beth. You have my heart. My love. And my regret that… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“I’m going to cut you,” Georgiana murmured. “I’m going to mark that face of yours and show him what I’m capable of.”… — Charlotte Featherstone Charlotte-featherstone Copy Share Image
“Jane, look at me,” he asked, and when she did, he knew she was seeing what she needed in his eyes. “You… — Charlotte Featherstone Love Copy Share Image
“I’m a hedonist, and you, Jane, my wife, should know that about me. You’ve shared my body and bed, you know things… — Charlotte Featherstone Marriage Copy Share Image
“He towered over her, dwarfing her with his height and the bulk of his body which was clothed in the way of… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Does he lay with you in the grass? Does he stare up at the stars, speaking of his dreams, wishing he could… — Charlotte Featherstone Dreams Copy Share Image
“Don’t” be shocked, Jane,” he murmured as he lifted her higher, and poised her at the tip of his cock. “Don‟t be… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“What did you discover about the shooter?” Jude asked as he struggled to sit upright. “Once I spotted him on the rooftop,… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“A friend. A companion. A beautiful, passionate lover to spend the days and nights with. A woman to carry my children, a… — Charlotte Featherstone Children Copy Share Image
“He knew how to touch her, how hard to thrust, when to roll his hips, when and how to angle himself so… — Charlotte Featherstone Charlotte-featherstone Copy Share Image
“[Jane] “You know how I feel about you. About what we share. I did not mean it in such a way.” “No?”… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Pearls, because your skin is as smooth and luminescent as one, and because the first time my lips caressed your throat I… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“She was breathtaking in her beauty and her human spirit, he thought, unable to speak as he gazed upon her. Hers was… — Charlotte Featherstone Beauty Copy Share Image
“Jude,” she whispered as she touched his face. “I’m so frightened of this. This bind that links us. It whispers to me… — Charlotte Featherstone Charlotte-featherstone Copy Share Image
“She had his dark hair, his lashes, and from the glimpse he had, she bore his eyes, as well. But the shape… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“I’m,” he swallowed thickly, unsure of why he wanted-no needed to explain his behavior to her. “I am not comfortable amongst the… — Charlotte Featherstone Blaine Copy Share Image
“She glared at him through tear-filled eyes. “You talk of your pain? You cannot even begin to understand the sacrifice I have… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“She saw how he was staring at it, the bright red hue beneath her bonnet. She could not bear to see the… — Charlotte Featherstone Beauty Copy Share Image
“I vow I am, and always will be, constant and faithful in my love for you, Anais. Nothing you or anyone else… — Charlotte Featherstone Fidelity Copy Share Image
“I wasn’t drunk,” Alynwick grumbled. “I tchin’ for a fight, aye, but no’ drunk.” “Careful,” Black said with some amusement, “your cultured… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Jane,” he whispered as the streaks of dawn broke through their bedroom window. “Once more. In the daylight, so I can see… — Charlotte Featherstone Dawn Copy Share Image
“The man was an enigma. One minute he was looking at her as though he would kiss her senseless, the next he… — Charlotte Featherstone Charlotte-featherstone Copy Share Image
“I’ll come back to you,” he whispered, not meaning to say it out loud. “And I will ravish you over breakfast, and… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“I despise the morning... I am a creature of darkness, whose elements is night and shadow.I belong in the dark with the… — Charlotte Featherstone Dark Copy Share Image
“Tis not your time, my love,” he whispered. “You will not die tonight.” “Never,” I said to him, “for I have been… — Charlotte Featherstone Charlotte-featherstone Copy Share Image
“This was the scene she saw in her mind. What he needed--or at least wanted. Submission. Stepping around the chair, she stood… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Clasping her to him, he hugged her for a long while and she felt his guilt and fear subside. “Do you want… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“No, by God, you’ve accused me of coldness, but how can you, when you can feel how hot my body is against… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“I have waited for this, Beth, this moment,” he whispered as he took her hands in his and brought her fingertips to… — Charlotte Featherstone Charlotte-featherstone Copy Share Image
“[...] But Jane, tonight I’m going to watch–and so are you. It will not be dark when I look upon you. There… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Oh, God, I would give anything to change the past,” he gasped. “To make it so that the last thing you saw… — Charlotte Featherstone Charlotte-featherstone Copy Share Image
“You ask for too much, Iain,” she murmured. “More than I can give.” “Do I?” Movement against her made her pause, made… — Charlotte Featherstone Charlotte-featherstone Copy Share Image