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d8fcc83
|
"You have to stop doing, you know, human stuff," I called. "It is seriously creepy coming from a wolf."
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|
cranberry-blood
elizabeth-morgan
psychics
romance
urban-fantasy
vampire-slayers
vampires
werewolves
|
Elizabeth Morgan |
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10de173
|
We'll be all right. Somehow, we will. Trust it is the truth.
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|
cranberry-blood
elizabeth-morgan
psychics
romance
urban-fantasy
vampire-slayers
vampires
werewolves
|
Elizabeth Morgan |
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3e7be28
|
Let the past go, Bren, or it will ruin your future.
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|
cranberry-blood
elizabeth-morgan
psychics
romance
urban-fantasy
vampire-slayers
vampires
werewolves
|
Elizabeth Morgan |
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af11e90
|
She was an intelligent woman and she wasn't just going to hand herself over to him because she was tempted. He loved that about her because it meant when she did fully surrender, he'd earned it and he had a much better chance of keeping her when he had to tell her he was a shadow rider and what that meant for both of them.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
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00736dc
|
Claiming her as his. He was rough, demanding and possessive. He wanted her to feel his brand of love. Complete. Encompassing. Reverent. Carnal.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
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fcdd835
|
- Love, which is a kind of permission to come closer than ordinary norms of good behavior might usually sanction. - Back rubs. - Which enables us to see each other without clothes on, for example, in lust and shame. - Examining perfections, imperfections. - Which allows us to say wounding things to each other which would not be kosher under the ordinary rules of civilized discourse.
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|
love
relationships
romance
|
Donald Barthelme |
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acbfbe1
|
Now there was Grace. An unexpected gift. She was far more than he'd ever fantasized about. She was courageous and beautiful. Intelligent and no pushover.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
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ead42da
|
His fingertips lightly and unintentionally grazed her face and her ears, and Debbie's don't-get-in-trouble self felt itself making room for her alert-alert-something-new-is-happening self.
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|
romance
teenage-love
|
Lynne Rae Perkins |
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096b38e
|
If you let yourself believe in me, I'll take care of us. I believe absolutely, without a shadow of a doubt, that you'll take care of us just as well.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
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a986343
|
The flame of urgent coupling burned hottest against the woman, no matter how romantic and high and heartsick the anguish of the man might be pitched in retrospect.
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|
flame-of-romance
men-and-women
romance
|
Charles Frazier |
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123cde8
|
People say you can tell you're in love with someone when you find it impossible to get that person out of your mind. But it was my eyes that were the first to know.
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romance
|
Satosumi Takaguchi |
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b27559b
|
Joanna pivoted and bit back a groan of despair.Crockett Archer was even more handsome than she'd remembered. Somehow his rancher's clothing made him seem more approachable, more...within her reach. And if that wasn't the most ridiculous notion, she didn't know what was. A man with his looks and kind heart could have any woman he chose. He'd never settle for a shy, freckled redhead with an ex-outlaw for a father. She was everything the ideal preacher's wife was not.
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|
inspirational
joanna-robbins
romance
|
Karen Witemeyer |
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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.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
117a695
|
She didn't want the mask he wore around others. She wanted the true intamacy he had given her, the real Vittorio, the real man. He had offered her that man and she'd been so afraid she'd rejected him.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
56d2a9e
|
Vittorio Ferraro was the most extraordinary man she'd ever meet and she would forever regret being a coward if she didn't give what had been growling between them a chance.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
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.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
51df6ed
|
"No!" he roared. "I've had enough for today! A little of you goes a long way, lady!" "Please, call me Dione," she murmured. "I don't want to call you anything! My God, would you just leave me alone!" "Of course I will, when my job is finished. I can't let you ruin my record of successful cases, can I?"
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|
romance
|
Linda Howard |
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0d97a6b
|
The feelings of conquest and possession mixing with love were a heady combination. Those traits were deep in him and she accepted him without judgment. How could he not be in love with her?
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
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."
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|
romance
suspense
thriller
western
|
B.J. Daniels |
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38d689e
|
It wasn't her looks that caught his interest or made him stand utterly still. It was her shadow. The sun was throwing light perfectly to create tall, full shadows. Hers leaked long tentacles. Thin. Like streaks reaching out toward the shadows around her. Everywhere there was a shadow, hers connected to it with the long feelers--with long tubes.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
|
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.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
|
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.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
|
6b9ce96
|
He was the protector of his family-- the entire family in every city or town around the world. He was their key to survival.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
|
735f955
|
She belonged to Stefano. With Stefano. She felt the others moving closer, taking her back. She belonged to the Ferraro Family, and no one fucked with a Ferraro.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
|
6c575a6
|
She took a slow look around her at Stefano's siblings. All of them stood as still as statues. Beautiful, gorgeous specimens of human beings, tough and dangerous, waiting for her signal, completely prepared to protect her at any cost.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
|
96e7dc9
|
"You know it was love at first sight for both of us," he said."
|
|
love-at-first-sight
romance
|
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie |
|
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 |
|
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 |
|
357506f
|
I was always in danger. Always. I felt every minute of the day that I was walking a tightrope and any moment I was going to fall. Part of me just wanted it over.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
7a4acf8
|
She had the beginnings of trust in him. He needed that from her. To gain the kind of absolute faith and trust he needed from her, he had to show in every way that he would always be there for her. That trust could never be in any way taken for granted or abused.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
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 |
|
cf557de
|
"Alison's gaze gentled. "Tell me, Samantha, have you ever been to Scotland?"
|
|
brawn-highlander
historical
lord
notorious-rake
romance
wild-west
|
Kerrigan Byrne |
|
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!"
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|
romance
|
Linda Howard |
|
da32e30
|
Remember, good things come to those who wait.
|
|
clean
funny
romance
sweet
|
Debbie Macomber |
|
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 |
|
3e228f3
|
"He sat with his arm still around her, watching her face and smiling as she fumbled with the elegant gold wrapping, her agile fingers suddenly clumsy. She lifted the lid off and stared speechlessly at the simple pendant that lay on satin lining like a cobweb of gold. A dark red heart, chiseled and planed, was attached to the chain. "That's a ruby," she stammered. "No," he corrected gently, lifting it from the box and placing it around her neck. "That's my heart." The chain was long, and the ruby heart slid down her chest to nestle between her breasts, gleaming with dark fire as it lay against her honeyed skin. "Wear that forever," he murmured his eyes on the lush curves that his gift used as a pillow. "And my heart will always be touching yours."
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|
romance
|
Linda Howard |
|
023d5d4
|
There's always going to be a part of me that is that little girl no one wanted.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
f9c7146
|
Vittorio, always the one to seek solutions verbally, had no middle gear. Either he was talking logically, or he was acting, and when he went into action, he made every blow count.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
4e549b9
|
The woman, as small as she was, standing valiantly in the face of the threat the Saldi enforcers presented, sent heat rushing through his veins.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
3ef5b97
|
Vittorio's breath left his lungs in a long rush of shock. Something tight in his chest loosened. Someplace vulnerable. Someplace guarded and protected. He pressed his hand tightly over the spot, feeling as if that voice had been a key, fitting perfectly into the lock and turning it before he had a chance to react
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
6046db4
|
Y entonces le dio un beso. Aquel beso era una pregunta que el deseo estar contestando durante el resto de su vida.
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|
beso
romance
|
Nicole Krauss |
|
a1be679
|
Standing in the mouth of the tube, he needed a few seconds for his body to feel as if it had come back together. There was always the sick feeling that came with fast travel, with being pulled apart and put back together.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
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.
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|
love
romance
|
Don DeLillo |
|
7f97ad4
|
He had to find a woman who would have the genetics to produce children capable of riding the shadows and carrying on their work. That was his obligation. He could never simply fall in love; he had to fall in love with the right person. The odds of finding that were so slim, most riders never believed it could happen.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
df3ffd6
|
This wasn't about bringing justice to criminals no one else could get to. This was about the knots in his gut that coiled tighter and tighter, and felt personal. Very personal. And that in itself was shocking.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
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 |
|
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 |
|
b1083b5
|
"Deceivingly, Miss Neville, the word vodka means 'little water.' The Russians are masters of the understatement." - Lord Nash"
|
|
humor
romance
|
Liz Carlyle |
|
b61d42f
|
Sheriff, I'm wanted everywhere--but not by the law.
|
|
romance
|
Beverly Jenkins |
|
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 |
|
5a67878
|
It's just a party, right? What could possibly go wrong?
|
|
romance
urban-fantasy
vampires
|
Mari Mancusi |
|
a1dd0a3
|
I never said becoming the slayer would be a field trip to a Justin Bieber concert.
|
|
romance
vampires
ya
|
Mari Mancusi |
|
37f5f26
|
She'd been drawn to him before she met him. Immense satisfaction filled him. He liked that, more than liked it.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
07892c9
|
Um corpo diferente de todos, mais fino, mais alvo, cor-de-rosa, uma beleza que nao se sabe -- como uma riqueza inesperada, roubada, como uma vertigem... Despir Dona Lalinha sera sempre um pecado. Eu teria de ter vivido para a merecer -- desde a hora do meu nascimento.
|
|
portuguese
romance
sertão
|
João Guimarães Rosa |
|
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 |
|
811a508
|
So not only do I have to go out and fight evil villains, I have to take up woodworking, too?
|
|
romance
urban-fantasy
vampires
ya
|
Mari Mancusi |
|
3b43a03
|
Once a generation there is a girl born who is destined to slay the vampires.
|
|
romance
urban-fantasy
vampires
ya
|
Mari Mancusi |
|
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 |
|
8f876fc
|
For all I know, the guy is Dracula.
|
|
romance
urban-fantasy-romance
vampire
ya
|
Mari Mancusi |
|
995796d
|
The Fourth Crown Princess of the blue Cresent Islands had sixteen rituals to observe from the moment of waking to when she broke her fast.
|
|
fantasy
julia-golding
ram
romance
tashi
ya-novel
|
Julia Golding |
|
01b1ad1
|
"As he neared the house, a wind rose off the sea and carried sea spray and a lilting melody. "Sarah's back. Sarah's home."
|
|
paranormal
romance
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
|
e958cc6
|
He brought justice to all kinds of criminals. The rule had been drilled into him over and over:'Never let it be personal.' This was as personal as it was going to get.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
0ee4cf9
|
A man another woman can steal from you ain't your man no way
|
|
love-quotes
realistic
romance
|
Alice Randall |
|
4630c3c
|
He heart beating too fast. He had always known he had no chance at finding a woman of his own, one who might be able to love him, to live with him, and in the blink of an eye that had turned around. Just as fast, she was being taken from him.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
2d1bf99
|
There was an exciting atmosphere about the place that uplifted her. It was as if she could actually feel the accelerated steady pulse of the town's heart beating in time with her own.
|
|
historical
romance
|
Margaret Mitchell |
|
ac79561
|
He was a complete stranger to her, but he knew that connection between them had started there in the parking lot, their shadows touching coiling together, their eyes meeting.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
a388625
|
He was lonely. He wanted his own family. A wife. Children. Someone to come home to. Someone to care for, to take care of. He needed a purpose. His lifestyle had no balance. He needed someone to become his center, to anchor him.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
7d6268c
|
Vittorio practiced discipline at all times. This was one of those times when he needed to stay very calm. Deep inside, the volcano that could emerge was at a boiling point.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
1d83474
|
He breathed away all the anger, all emotions, cloaking himself with Grace and everything in him settled, once more allowing complete control.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |