“She was only twenty-three, not even a quarter of a century old.She had spent the last five years living exclusively in the… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
He wasn’t a hero. He wasn’t the man who stepped forward and saved the innocent. He was lost himself. Shadows had invaded… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
“You are mine for all eternity, Savannah, until we grow weary of this existence and choose to go together to the next."… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
“If you wish to examine me to determine the sex of the child, you may do so.” Her chin lifted. “But as… — 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
