“Black would trust her with his secrets. He would protect hers. But did she trust him with her heart? Could she? She… — Charlotte Featherstone 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
“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
“Matthew,” she murmured, her voice breaking. “How can I save you?” — Charlotte Featherstone Charlotte-featherstone 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
“Christ, he was empty, just a shell of himself. He had nothing to give, not even his seed.” — Charlotte Featherstone Charlotte-featherstone Copy Share Image
“As I said, you have mistaken me for another. London is full of drab little peahens, sir. Now, then, I’m leaving,” she… — 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 Psychology Copy Share Image
“Why?” he screamed, letting the noise bellow out loud and ferocious. “Why can I not have some measure of peace?” he questioned.” — Charlotte Featherstone Charlotte-featherstone Copy Share Image
“Tilting her face back, he looked into her eyes. They were unfocused, unable to settle on his face. And the same terrifying… — Charlotte Featherstone Charlotte-featherstone Copy Share Image
“His hands may have been the one to heal you, but it will be mine that awaken you.” — Charlotte Featherstone Love Copy Share Image
“Beth…Beth… He whispered her name in his mind, unwilling to break the spell that surrounded them with any sound. He did not… — Charlotte Featherstone Elizabeth Copy Share Image
“Am I to die?” I asked, and he stopped, raised our joined hands to his mouth and gently kissed my knuckles. “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 Charlotte-featherstone Copy Share Image
“You have a wild-eyed look, my Beth. What do you see?” “Don’t look at me,” she cried, now utterly unhinged. “Don’t look… — Charlotte Featherstone Charlotte-featherstone 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
“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 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
“He towered over her, dwarfing her with his height and the bulk of his body which was clothed in the way of… — Charlotte Featherstone Erotic Copy Share Image
“The first time I met death, it was at a ball and we danced a waltz.” — Charlotte Featherstone 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
“I won’t say it’s going to be easy for me, Madeline. I’ve lived too long in darkness and shadows, but if you’re… — Charlotte Featherstone Blaine Copy Share Image
“I love your taste, my shundori," he murmured, and she felt his body tense beneath her. "I can't get enough of it.… — Charlotte Featherstone Gavin 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 Adrian Copy Share Image
“Good evening, Miss Fairmont.” She saw Black sprawled out in a wingback chair, jacketless, the white shirt he wore unbuttoned to the… — Charlotte Featherstone Black hair Copy Share Image
