He worked at stealing her heart to replace the one she'd taken from him. — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
If what he said was the truth, it broke her heart. If what he said was a lie, it was broken anyway. — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
“He was certain she had an infirmity, some rare, peculiar mental disorder from birth, that made her do the opposite of what… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
They called each other family and that’s what they were—sisters. Many people in the world had family of the heart, kin by… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
“He was desperate for her to see inside, to look past all the layers of darkness and find that part of him… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
My heart is very much alive and in your hands. Do your best not to destroy it. You are very lucky it… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
Nicholas wanted to believe in fairy tales. She'd read her share, hoping for miracles, but in the end, there was no hundred… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
He had known he wanted her, that it was for all time, but he hadn’t realized what was between them. A priceless… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
I just want some time, Mikhail, to think things through. It’s frightening, the way I am about you. I think about you… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
I claim you as my life mate. I belong to you. I offer my life for you. I give to you my… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
There's no room for him in your head, Elle. I'm there. I'll always be there and if he tries to come in… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
He felt safe with her. He'd never been safe with another human being, not since he'd been taken as a child from… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
What does kiciciyapi mitawa mean?" He kept his head on her breasts. "What?" "You called me kicicyapi mitawa. It sounded so beautiful.… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
(After Nicholas tells Dahlia that he loves her) "...Just don't break my heart my heart, Dahlia. I've never handed it over to… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
She didn't know how to love, to give herself to someone, to out herself in someone else's keeping and take him into… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
“He studied her expression, the look in her eyes. His heart contracted. He didn’t know what love looked like. He knew she… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
I have traveled all over the world and gone to the highest peaks, and the densest jungles. The Carpathain Mountians will always… — 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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“At her tender age she was incapable of understanding such a history,” — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“He kissed her with everything he was. Man. Beast. Killer. Biker. Hers. Every cell in his body belonged to her.” — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“ 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 Image
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 Image
