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7c2b7ae
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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.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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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.
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romance
torpedo-ink-series
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Christine Feehan |
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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.
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romance
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Sarah Mayberry |
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279572f
|
Suddenly she could barely breathe. She was always calm, yet now, in the face of the knowledge that she might never find her brother, never be able to tell him that she cared, she couldn't breathe. Couldn't find a way to catch her breath.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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8812c99
|
As she'd grown, she moved through life in silence, hoping not to be noticed, afraid of drawing attention to herself.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
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8b63876
|
She had the strangest need, almost a compulsion, to shield Ricco from his brother's scrutiny. From all of them. She sensed he detested appearing weak in front of anyone, but especially his family.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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e71074c
|
"He caught her hand, curling his fingers around hers and bringing it to his chest as he leaned into her. "I'm sorry for being a dick. Sometimes I just am, but I'll watch it. Giovanni snorted his derision. "Sometimes? Don't believe a fucking thing he says, Mariko. It's 'all' the time."
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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c03fb41
|
I don't want you to go anywhere, okay? Just because we disagree on something doesn't mean that I don't still love you. I will always love you, no matter what.
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romance
swoon-worthy
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Sarah Mayberry |
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a1f323d
|
He needed a woman strong enough to accept that he would always need his ropes. They anchored him. Centered him. The moment he touched them, those dark shifting shadows inside him subsided.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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14840e7
|
Her courage humbled him. The immense trust it took to allow herself to be tied by him, even in the name of art, was astonishing for a woman like her. It was a true power exchange between them and he loved that. Even craved it.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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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.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
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37922c7
|
For the first time in her life she felt weak with wanting. With need. Yet at the same time, she did feel sort of attractive. She was aware of herself as a woman, as feminine, when she'd always felt masculine. He'd given her that, and she'd be forever grateful.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
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6c1e103
|
"Communication is very important between us at all times." He bent his head as he lifted the hair from the back of her neck. "For instance, I find your neck incredibly sexy. You look both vulnerable and sensual with your hair up. With it down, you look wild and beautiful. Just as sensual, but in a completely different way."
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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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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87eb490
|
By conversing about the weather, a job, just everyday things, whoever was listening would be able to ascertain a rythm to a voice. The way a person breathed. Their heartbeat. That would help indicate if they suddenly told a lie.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
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8f49a86
|
She glanced at it now, thrown from the light from the flames dancing in the fireplace. Her shadow and Vittorio's were connected. More than connected. The tubes had intertwined to the point that it appeared to be one shadow, not two.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
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0fdbbb7
|
She kept her arm firmly around his waist, fitting under his shoulder when she never would have walked so Intimately with a man. Strangely, she didn't mind. In fact, she liked thinking of him as hers to take care of...
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
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271a05d
|
She had more practice than any other rider that she knew of in hiding how she felt, yet Ricco read her.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
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751200f
|
"Stay with me, Mariko. I want you to stay." That's all Ricco had said. In that voice. The one that whispered over her skin and seeped into her pores to drown her in him. In his will. He left it to her--her choice. Bit then, she was coming to understand, with Ricco Ferraro, she had very little will of her own."
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
|
95557e4
|
She didn't think she had anything to offer him. He got that. She had no money, no family, nothing at all in her eyes. Yet she gave him this magnificent gift - her and her trust, when she had no reason to trust anyone, least of all him.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
|
5aa60f8
|
"You have to trust me to take care of you through this," Stefano said, "I know it's upsetting, but you have us now. You're not alone. [...]you won't be alone ever again, bella. You're mine. I take care of what's mine." "Ours," Ricco corrected. "'Famiglia"
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
|
2d10793
|
She had no idea what a gift she'd just given him. She was the one he'd searched for. She was the one he hadn't believed could possibly exist. She had strength, a backbone of steel, and yet she could put herself in his hands and give him what he needed in their relationship.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
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a793fff
|
You're a good man, Vittorio. No matter what, you're a good man.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
dfd5e19
|
He knew he had to have harmony in his home at all times. He had to have a sanctuary where, no matter the horrors he saw, the things he had to do in order to bring justice to those who would harm others, he could find his peace.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
59ab25d
|
I never ever expected to meet a woman I wanted to spend my life with, let alone think I would ever admit to anyone what I was really like. You said you had nothing to give me in return for the things I do for you, but you can clearly see that wouldn't be the case.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
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c04b714
|
Someone to care about him. Someone to be his center. Someone to make him feel alive and passionate about living.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
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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.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
bdc3eb9
|
She was the one. His only. He knew it with every fiber of his being.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
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4c91e82
|
How could she not answer him more fully when he was looking at her so directly? When the deep, commanding way he said her name made her feel that if she didn't tell him the truth, he would be disappointed.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
5bd51f9
|
It was as if the very shadows connected them and she could feel his emotions.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
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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.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
8796e0e
|
She would be a part of their world and that meant secrecy at all times. She couldn't tell a soul anything he told her. Trust worked both ways and he was trusting her with his life and the lives of his family members.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
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.
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|
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.
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|
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.
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|
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.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
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.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
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.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
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.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
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."
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|
paranormal
romance
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."
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|
romance
shifters
|
Christine Feehan |
|
58488d4
|
For one moment his mask slipped and she saw his eyes go dark with desire. Every line in his face was etched with a sensuality that kept her breath trapped deep in her lungs. No one had ever looked at her like that in her life.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
|
b80972c
|
Vittorio had recognized early on he had a gift. His voice could be compelling, or commanding, and those in a room reacted to it. He could calm others down, arouse or infuriate, all with his tone.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
4495266
|
He needed her to know who he was-her man. Her lover. The man she trusted to always take care of her, have her back, give her everything.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
80dc9bc
|
Just once, even if it wasn't real she wanted to feel as if a man saw only her. No one else. For those moments, she was his world. His canvas. He saw beauty in her.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
|
afb8f4c
|
"He leaned into her, his mouth against her ear. "Breathe for me, Mariko. Just breathe."
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
|
79f82b7
|
"Her "family," the ones so gracious and honorable to take in two orphans, were harsh with her for her own good so she wouldn't become the whore her mother had been."
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
|
8f876fc
|
For all I know, the guy is Dracula.
|
|
romance
urban-fantasy-romance
vampire
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 |
|
3b43a03
|
Once a generation there is a girl born who is destined to slay the vampires.
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|
romance
urban-fantasy
vampires
ya
|
Mari Mancusi |
|
811a508
|
So not only do I have to go out and fight evil villains, I have to take up woodworking, too?
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|
romance
urban-fantasy
vampires
ya
|
Mari Mancusi |
|
a1dd0a3
|
I never said becoming the slayer would be a field trip to a Justin Bieber concert.
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|
romance
vampires
ya
|
Mari Mancusi |
|
5a67878
|
It's just a party, right? What could possibly go wrong?
|
|
romance
urban-fantasy
vampires
|
Mari Mancusi |
|
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."
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
|
b61d42f
|
Sheriff, I'm wanted everywhere--but not by the law.
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|
romance
|
Beverly Jenkins |
|
f67c121
|
"Stefano threw back his head and laughed. She loved the sound. Carefree. Masculine. Enjoying life. He didn't laugh a lot. "You, bambina, were celebrating me finding you."
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
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 |
|
9f57eb4
|
"There you go, getting all protective on me. You're worried about me, aren't you?" His voice practically purred at her, a sensual mixture of possession, desire and something else - affection. "Dio, bambina, I love that."
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
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 |
|
96e7dc9
|
"You know it was love at first sight for both of us," he said."
|
|
love-at-first-sight
romance
|
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie |
|
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 |
|
1dcfca4
|
The lights threw her Shadow into sharp relief behind her on the wall. The shadow was dark and thin, but threw out strong tubes, feelers reaching toward other shadows. When there were none, the feelers reached farther for connections, elongating, seeking, prompting another step from her.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
|
557f0c6
|
Ricco went absolutely still. The pitch was low and sweet. That tone pushed into his chest, right into his center, as if it were a key unlocking something tight and hard in him. He moved his hand over his heart as an unknown emotion seized it hard, wrenching, twisting, forcing that lock to open so that his own music could be heard pounding in his ear, beating like a lost drum seeking the right rhythm.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
|
f02aaaa
|
What had he done to try to save himself? Nothing. He'd done nothing. He'd let fate decide, closing his eyes and giving himself up to the judgment of the universe.
|
|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
|
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 |
|
0a5a820
|
"I want to marry Gino," Zara admitted. "I'm crazy in love with him. I can't stand it when he isn't close to me, but I don't know the first thing about relationships, being a wife, making him a home and making him happy."
|
|
fantasy
paranormal
romance
|
Christine Feehan |
|
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.
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|
romance
shifters
|
Christine Feehan |
|
62fed08
|
Love for her welled up so strong, so intense, the pressure in his chest made him feel as if he might be having a heart attack.
|
|
romance
torpedo-ink-series
|
Christine Feehan |
|
9a3940c
|
"I need to kiss you. I know. I feel it too.
|
|
fantasy
paranormal
romance
|
Christine Feehan |