“How will I accomplish such a thing?” he said, and her lashes fluttered closed as his bottom lip scraped gently up the… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Everywhere you are, I will be. Everywhere you go, I will go. I will follow you into your dreams, stay while you… — 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
“But this night is not through. We’ve made love. And now, to the bed, where the f*cking will commence.” — 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
“Pressing his forehead to the cool glass, he held her gaze, her palm, his eyes pleading with her. Don’t go. Don’t leave… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“The crimson satin lining gleamed in the firelight, and so, too, did his eyes. When he looked up at her, there was… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Matty,” Jane whispered, “what are you thinking?” He smiled, kissed her navel before glancing up at her. “Barbaric thoughts.” “You’re very pleased… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Look your fill ” the creature murmured his voice as sweet and rich as syllabub sauce. And his lusty grin when he… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“As he looked around the huge ducal bed, he saw everything that meant the world to him. Outside the sky was darkening… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“I am Kian.” “Mercy ” she replied. Swallowing hard she forced her gaze away from him. She was being too bold in… — 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 Copy Share Image
“She reached for his wrist, clutched it. “How do I look?” “Hurt. Pained. Destroyed.” “If I could look into your eyes, what… — 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
“She saw him as a boy, standing in the kitchen, his clothes tattered and torn, his dark hair in need of a… — 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 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
“I have waited for this, Beth, this moment,” he whispered as he took her hands in his and brought her fingertips to… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“She followed the melting flakes, revelling in the thickness, the softness of his hair, which he wore long. She had loved to… — Charlotte Featherstone 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 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
“BEYOND THE MIST, the darkness and shadow, he waits, reaching out through a veil of gossamer threads—‘your future,’ he whispers, ‘your destiny’.” — 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
“It is not your time, love. You will not die tonight. All this time she thought herself in love with the notion… — Charlotte Featherstone 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 Copy Share Image
“I’m still scared, still wanting to run at times when I look into your eyes and wonder how I will ever be the sort… — 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 the sort… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“How will I accomplish such a thing?” he said, and her lashes fluttered closed as his bottom lip scraped gently up the curve of… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Everywhere you are, I will be. Everywhere you go, I will go. I will follow you into your dreams, stay while you sleep, watch… — 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 partner to… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“He was drowning, he finally admitted. Drowning in the allure of Lady Jane Westbury.” — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“She brought a finger to her mouth, licked it. Salt. A clean scent. Not male sweat rich with the scent of musk and masculine… — 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 way he… — 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 yours? You’ve… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“But this night is not through. We’ve made love. And now, to the bed, where the f*cking will commence.” — 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 as a… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Pressing his forehead to the cool glass, he held her gaze, her palm, his eyes pleading with her. Don’t go. Don’t leave me.” — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
