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37c34af She turned back to him slowly, those eyes of hers meeting his until he felt the impact all the way through his body, as if she'd shot an arrow and it was lodged in the vicinity of his heart. He had to resist putting his hand over his chest and pressing hard. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
1669cfa I'm not just a brain to you. I'm a person. fantasy paranormal romance Christine Feehan
b61d42f Sheriff, I'm wanted everywhere--but not by the law. romance Beverly Jenkins
b6e3fce We're all family. Family takes care of family no matter how bad it is or what the cost to us personally is [...]That's what we do. We're Torpedo Ink and that IS Torpedo Ink. romance torpedo-ink-series Christine Feehan
a793fff You're a good man, Vittorio. No matter what, you're a good man. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
3987417 Steele felt the weight of that sacred ink on his back. It was there for a reason, to remind all of them they were stronger together. romance torpedo-ink-series Christine Feehan
bc8f025 "Stop," Ricco all but snarled the command. "You're a Ferraro. You never, ever fucking let them see they got to you. Even here, Francesca, you keep your head up. You remember who you are. If you can't do it for yourself, you do it for him. For Stefano. I know you love him." romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
bdc3eb9 She was the one. His only. He knew it with every fiber of his being. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
5fd3bd5 Could she give herself to him? She knew two things about him. He was a man with a strict code of honor, and he was a very dangerous man capable of swift violence. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
be45fe5 You make me feel alive, Grace. Every cell in my body wakes up around you. My heart. Who knew it was even possible? romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
a322261 Vittorio Ferraro stood in the shadows, his skin crawling with the need to move. Something was wrong. Not just wrong. Whatever his churning gut was about, he'd never quite felt the urgency of finding the source of the trouble as he did right then. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
3e7be28 Let the past go, Bren, or it will ruin your future. cranberry-blood elizabeth-morgan psychics romance urban-fantasy vampire-slayers vampires werewolves Elizabeth Morgan
9913771 He was just so intimidating and darkly sensual, filling the room with his presence until she could barely think straight. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
414b4df He had learned to kill and then he had killed. Many times. Fourteen was far too young for his artistic mind to accept the violence and he'd been fortunate that he'd met his teacher, a rope master of more than forty years. The art had saved his sanity and his life. He needed it like others needed air. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
415faa8 It was at home, when she was alone with herself, the way she'd been her entire life, that she was lost. She had no purpose. No focus. No center to balance her. Now, this man, Vittorio Ferraro, an amazing, sensual, intelligent man offered those things to her. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
94e347d She knew, more than any other reason, it was the way Steele touched her, the way his hands moved over her and the look on his face when he stared down into her eyes that kept her tied to him. He couldn't hide that. romance torpedo-ink-series Christine Feehan
c3f8301 He was different from every other man she knew. He was capable of loving; he was at once a laughing daredevil and a hard-hitting businessman. But most of all, he needed her. Other patients had needed her, but only as a therapist. Blake needed her, the woman she was, because only her personal strengths had enabled her to help him with her trained skills and knowledge. She couldn't remember anyone ever needing her before. romance Linda Howard
92e1f72 Years ago women were nothing, Eloisa. They had no rights. They couldn't own property. They were property. That changed because it wasn't right. Children were beaten regularly by parents. That changed because it wasn't right. Just because something is tradition, handed down from one generation to the next, doesn't make it right. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
2a72981 Sie denkt: Sie sagen einfach nur Worte und was sind Worte anderes als Gerausche, die diese Manner aus Atem formen, gewichtslose Dampfe, die sie in die Kuchenluft schicken, wo sie sich auflosen und sterben. historical-fiction romance suspense Anthony Doerr
29cbd3b Francesca took a deep breath. Inhaled Stefano. She feared once Barry entered the room she wouldn't be able to breathe properly. She didn't want to take the chance of drawing him into her lungs. He was in her nightmares; he didn't get anything else from her. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
28d17d3 "You know that if I ever do settle down with some woman, Lillie is going to come after you next," Hawk said. "She's relentless. She'll have you married within weeks after I tie the knot. Mark my words." He took another drink and swallowed. "Be afraid. Be very afraid." romance suspense thriller western B.J. Daniels
442597d "Lady, what you do to me is almost criminal," he groaned in a shaky voice. An odd tightening in her breasts made her close her eyes. "I've got to go," she said weakly, but for the life of her she couldn't make herself move. "No, don't go," he pleaded. "Let me touch you... my God, I've got to touch you!" romance Linda Howard
ca04f97 He was a shadow rider and that meant no one, 'no one' other than family, and even then close family, could the truth about him. She had to be in completely. Committed to him. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
8f876fc For all I know, the guy is Dracula. romance urban-fantasy-romance vampire ya Mari Mancusi
cb4ed92 The paparazzi always swarmed around them, giving them better alibis for their work then anything else ever could. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
26b5efb "Mine." He nearly spat the word. Telling her. Wanting that word branded into her bones. Wanting his name carved deep into her soul. She. Was. 'His'. His everything." romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
8d560a7 A lot of who you were in middle age was determined before you had a chance to manipulate, control, or eve understand the things around you. It was no mystery, he thought, why some old people's minds returned to their youth; the wonder of those years, the discoveries, the first experience with the dirty secret of death, and the first stirrings of lust and love were indelible, drawn in luminous colors on clean canvas. Indeed, the first sex act was so mind-boggling that most people could still remember it clearly twenty, thirty, sixty years later. humor inspirational life love lust old romance science sex wisdom Nelson DeMille
cf0b922 "Payne sought clarification. "Vertical or horizontal?" "Horizontal, of course." "Sorry but I can't help you." "Will you pipe down for a minute? Naturally she was dead since I work at a cemetery. Her face struck a chord though. So, I rummaged around in the old Rory memory bank, and Emily is what rings a bell. Didn't we go to school with an Emily? Tenth or eleventh grade, if I recall it correctly." crime-fiction mystery romance suspense thriller writing Ed Lynskey
455ca08 He could hurry everything else in his life, but he was never going to make the mistake of hurrying his time with Grace. She was too important and everything else could take a backseat. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
cfb493d She drew back from his embrace so she could look into his eyes, her own swimming with tears. The uncertainty in her face nearly killed him. She had no idea how lovable she was. How precious and brave and special. romance Sarah Mayberry
481af0c "She moistened her lips and lifted her lashes to look into his piercing blue eyes. There was a mixture there. Possession. Desire. Triumph. Demand." "There's no taking it back, Francesca." He warned." romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
26acddb She had a way of giving him comfort when nothing else could. The wailing of the dead. The accusations of their eyes because he couldn't save them. She drove those dead children away from him and brought him peace. romance torpedo-ink-series Christine Feehan
d201508 Il en voulait a Emma de cette victoire permanente. Il s'efforcait meme a ne pas la cherir; puis, au craquement de ses bottines, il se sentait lache, comme les ivrognes a la vue des liqueurs fortes. emotions madame-bovary romance Gustave Flaubert
83790ea He could see faint streaks of light as if the man left behind prints. They didn't appear like footprints, there were more faint bluish lights, more of a blob-line than a print, but every person left them behind and from shadows he could see them. He couldn't spot the imaging once out of tube, but the shadows acted as if he was seeing through a thermal lens. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
d475404 They'd always kept eyes on one another. Always. It was Czar's rule. Their rule. Their code. Their promise to one another. It was how they survived. But he hadn't. He'd taken his eyes off Demyan and he'd died in the worst possible way. romance torpedo-ink-series Christine Feehan
d541720 It was the worst nightmare possible for a boy like Steele. He felt responsiblity, even when he was just very little. Something in him needed to help all of us. romance torpedo-ink-series Christine Feehan
8359f2c Other people were so unsuccessful at fending off love! Members of Congress who had affairs with their aides, or students who I'd known in college, girls who as freshmen declared themselves lesbians, then graduated with boyfriends- to give in to such love represents, for them, a capitulation or a betrayal, yet apparently the pull was so strong that they couldn't resist. That was what I didn't understand, how people made the leap from not mattering in each others' lives to mattering. relationships romance sexuality Curtis Sittenfeld
d8147bd She didn't tell him, but his voice alone could seduce her. Having his hand on her was beyond exciting. Exhilarating. She wanted more. She wanted to feel as if she belonged to him. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
2587cbd All three brothers were their signature three-piece suit. Gray, pin-striped, made of a special material one of the many cousins invented, the stripes allowing the Rider to fade immediately into the shadows, making it more difficult for anyone to see them. More importantly, the suit would come apart with them when they were pulled apart, drawn into the tubes in the shadows. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
d83095b For the first time in her life she had the urge to turn around and flee. She knew danger when she saw it, and Ricco Ferraro was pure danger. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
da32e30 Remember, good things come to those who wait. clean funny romance sweet Debbie Macomber
de3ab4c "She was mixed--Japanese and American. Nothing. A nothing. A nobody. The 'kanji' in her last name meant "female devil." She didn't even know what her real last name was because she'd dishonored the family simply be being born." romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
de619a4 She did something to his insides, twisted and melted them until he sometimes felt he couldn't think straight. romance torpedo-ink-series Christine Feehan
de669e5 Where was her sharp intellect? She relied on her brain. She could think fast and was good at details. When Vittorio was around, the only details she could remember were how his smile was so beautiful and how his voice was so gentle and yet compelling. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
fe8ba8b Either way, he was always staring into a bottomless pit, or into a whirlpool that forever sucked him inexorably inward to its vortex. angst bottomless-pit dancing-with-clara despair mary-balogh metaphor rake regency regency-romance romance romance-hero Mary Balogh
7c2b7ae He preferred curves to supermodel thin. He didn't understand why women were so hard on themselves. Francesca was beautiful and he didn't want a single pound to go away. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
e1d8b82 His voice. It was beautiful. Low. Soothing, yet the same time, there was absolute command, as if he ruled the world and knew it. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
e1e4a53 He evidently did not care that they were in full view of a cluster of dog-owners walking their dogs. He stopped and took her in his arms, kissing her passionately and urgently. marriage romance Alexander McCall Smith
e28b274 A part of her was thrilled. The same part was terrified. Already it felt too much like ownership. As if he had already branded her in her bones. In her soul. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
77a8bd0 This is how I thought of it. An intuitive link, a reciprocal, one number related to another in such a way that when multiplied together, day or night, their product is one. love romance Don DeLillo
58817d8 Lorsque j'ouvrais les yeux dans l'obscurite et que je te sentais contre mon flanc, je m'etonnais qu'il n'y eut pas d'etoiles au-dessus de moi, tant le ciel semblait present. romance Stefan Zweig
e35cc82 But marriage is forever.' 'Oh, not really,' he assured her. 'Only until one of us dies.' Her eyes widened. 'I do not want you to die,' she said. 'Perhaps you will go first,' he said, though I rather think I hope not. I would probably have grown accustomed to you by then and would miss you. historical-romance marriage regency-romance romance wedding Mary Balogh
e44cc17 In their world, once two shadows were connected and totally interwoven, breaking those shadows apart was a frightening prospect. The riders would lose all ability to ride the shadows and the departing non-Ferraro partner would lose all memory of the family and what they did. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
20d0cfa "She looked desperate. He felt that way. He wasn't about to be separated from her. "No matter what, I'll be with you," he promised." romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
e5a4471 I also became familiar with an entirely new category of people: the unhappily married person. They are everywhere, and they are ten thousand times more depressing than a divorced person. My friend Tim, whose name I've changed, obviously, has gotten more and more depressing since he married his girlfriend of seven years. Tim is the kind of guy who corners you at a party to tell you, vehemently, that And that you have to . And that going to couples' therapy is not only normal but something that everyone needs to do. Tim has a kind of manic, cult-y look in his eye from paying thousands of dollars to a marriage counselor. He is convinced that his daily work on his marriage, and his acknowledgement that it is basically a living hell, is modern. The result is that he has helped to relieve me of any romantic notions I had about marriage. marriage romance Mindy Kaling
4ba16e8 "Your eyes are like melted gold," he whispered. "Cat eyes. Do they shine in the dark? A man could get lost in them," he said, his voice suddenly rough. --- "You're the loveliest thing I've ever seen," he murmured. "As exotic as Salome, as graceful as a cat, as simple as the wind... and so damned mysterious. What goes on behind those cat eyes? What are you thinking?" She couldn't answer; instead she shook her head blindly as fresh tears made her eyes glitter." romance Linda Howard
e7cc917 The little brown house was my father's house, which was actually blue, but Amy was making another inside joke. I'd always liked our inside jokes the best - they made me feel more connected to Amy than any amount of confessional truth-telling or passionate lovemaking or talk-till-sunrising. romance Gillian Flynn
1f50e68 I am going to be Queen of England,' I protest. 'You make it sound like a battle to the death.' 'It is a battle to the death,' she says simply. 'That is what it means to be Queen of England. You are not Melusina, rising from a fountain to easy happiness. You will not be a beautiful woman at court with nothing to do but make magic. The road you have chosen will mean that you have to spend your life scheming and fighting. Our task, as your family, is to make sure you win. historical romance war Philippa Gregory
e9a2cba ...I think I might die if I don't kiss you right now. A real-life kiss. cute gamer-girl kissing love maddy mari-mancusi romance Mari Mancusi
6f43394 Fear sitters down her spine, yet excitement welled up like a fountain.He looked all man, a tough, scarred man at the edge of his control and knowing he was that way because of her--for her-- was exhilarating. She wanted him to look at her like that--all hungry leopard, a man craving--needing her body. HER body. HER skin. HER. romance shifters Christine Feehan
1b670b8 Samantha imagined that in another life, she and Alison could have, indeed, been friends. Had she not been about to rob the train. highlander historical-romance notorious-rake romance scotland wild-west Kerrigan Byrne
10de173 We'll be all right. Somehow, we will. Trust it is the truth. cranberry-blood elizabeth-morgan psychics romance urban-fantasy vampire-slayers vampires werewolves Elizabeth Morgan
f142a04 With Hank at her side, she would never really be blind again. His eyes were hers, just as he'd vowed. When they grew old, they would take walks at sunset, and she'd be able to see everything. His gift to her--pictures painted with words. Love wasn't about easy, according to Hank. It was about sticking through thick and thin. He would always be with her, unless death took him first, and even then, Carly knew she'd never be left in complete darkness again. She would have the love of this man to light her way. romance Catherine Anderson
4d8191d She moistened her lips and lifted her lashes to look into his piercing blue eyes. There was a mixture there. Possession. Desire. Triumph. Demand. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
63df03b "He buried his face in her neck and held her in his arms, absorbing the form the shape of her, the miracle of her. It had been so long since he held her, loved her, taken all that she was and given her everything he was. "I missed you." It was a ridiculous declaration. "Missed her" didn't begin to cover at all how he felt." romance shifters Christine Feehan
f3b2c86 Le charme de la nouveaute, peu a peu tombant comme un vetement, laissait voir a nu l'eternelle monotonie de la passion, qui a toujours les memes formes et le meme langage. madame-bovary romance Gustave Flaubert
637ef50 He was a Rider. A shadow rider. It was who he was. What he was. A rider no choice but to do what he'd been trained for from the age of two -- even before that. It was in his bones, in his blood, he couldn't live without it. He dispensed justice to those the law couldn't touch. romance shadow-rider-series suspense Christine Feehan
fa264b2 His shadow and hers had become entangled in spite of his efforts to keep them apart. Although, truthfully, he hadn't tried that hard. He knew if she rejected him, the consequences to him would be dire. romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller Christine Feehan
12b8c54 He would let Violet find her own way and time to tell Elizabeth. In the interim, he would listen and hold her hand and offer his counsel, but he would not push. He understood now how deep her wounds ran, how hard it was for her to trust that she could make mistakes and still deserve love. romance Sarah Mayberry
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