“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
“She followed the melting flakes, revelling in the thickness, the softness of his hair, which he wore long. She had loved to… — Charlotte Featherstone Charlotte-featherstone Copy Share Image
“Jane, you are my confidante, my helpmate, my friend. My lover. You are everything the word wife means to me. In my… — Charlotte Featherstone Friendship 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… — 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 Charlotte-featherstone Copy Share Image
“I do not know what to say, how to tempt you. If you had a price, I would pay it. If 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 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 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
“I’m a hedonist, and you, Jane, my wife, should know that about me. You’ve shared my body and bed, you know things… — Charlotte Featherstone Marriage 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
“...but he was incapable of shame.He had no conscience or soul.No heart, either.That has broken and died years ago.The leftover pieces had… — Charlotte Featherstone Mind 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 Charlotte-featherstone Copy Share Image
“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
“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 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 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… — Charlotte Featherstone Beauty 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 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 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
“[Jane] “You know how I feel about you. About what we share. I did not mean it in such a way.” “No?”… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“You kissed me, and I opened my eyes and thought you were Death. You were the most beautiful thing I had ever… — Charlotte Featherstone Charlotte-featherstone 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 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… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“Go to hell," she snapped, hating how he made her lose her cool elegance. "Already been, my dear. The service was not… — Charlotte Featherstone Beauty 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
“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
“Why?" She asked in a confused whisper. "Out of all the women in the world, why did you choose this mortal?" "Because… — Charlotte Featherstone Death 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… — Charlotte Featherstone Time 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 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
“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
“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
“As he clutched her in his shaking hands and wept against her, he whispered into her ear, the words that made him… — 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 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 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
“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