“I want you so badly I feel I might go insane if I do not have you at this moment." She lay her head over his, rubbing his thick mane of golden hair with her chin. "But?" Julian sighed softly.… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
“She lifted the tails of his elegant silk evening shirt. “Some that don’t reach my knees?” He cleared his throat. He liked her wrapped in his shirt, surrounded by him. “Well, actually, as Joshua knows, that is one of your… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
“Even so, the two of us look memorable in these clothes. And your shirt is transparent. I don’t think I can take a bunch… — Christine Feehan Copy Share
“Sleep deeply, the sleep of our people, chosen one of my sister,that you will heal completely and wake refreshed and in full strength.” — Christine Feehan Copy Share
“Savannah came to him instantly, her face lit up with some emotion he dared not name.She was in a man's silk shirt and nothing… — Christine Feehan Copy Share
The real question is, can you love the real me? Not the perfect person you want me to be, not that image you had… — Christine Feehan Copy Share
He felt safe with her. He'd never been safe with another human being, not since he'd been taken as a child from his home.… — Christine Feehan Copy Share
“Before anything else, I need your trust. Your absolute trust in me--and yourself. You have to know you are the only woman I will… — Christine Feehan Copy Share
“He kissed her with everything he was. Man. Beast. Killer. Biker. Hers. Every cell in his body belonged to her.” — Christine Feehan Copy Share
“Her body clenched with hot desire, and without thinking she bathed Jacques’ mind in her heat. She saw his body hunch, as if someone… — Christine Feehan Copy Share
“Climb back up here. We’re going to have to jump.” She stated it so calmly he almost didn’t comprehend. His head snapped around. “Are… — Christine Feehan Copy Share
“ You really know how to stir up the hornets’ nest with the women, do you not? Mikhail demanded, even though he understood Gregori… — Christine Feehan Copy Share
Everyone knows ladies love Cajuns. It's in our blood and our language is the language of romance." "Your language is the language of bullshit.… — Christine Feehan Copy Share
“You belong with me, Azami. Your family will be my family. My family—the GhostWalkers—will be yours.” “You’re a very dangerous man, Sam Johnson,” she… — Christine Feehan Copy Share
“He was desperate for her to see inside, to look past all the layers of darkness and find that part of him she’d touched.… — Christine Feehan Copy Share
“The first ripple of unease hit him. He lifted his head for a moment, and his prey’s blood spurted out. He bent once more… — Christine Feehan Copy Share
