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48b761b
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He wouldn't give up on her. He was prepared to do anything, fight any battle. No matter if the act was forbidden or not, if he could get her back, he would humble himself, put himself in any kind of jeopardy or fight any battle to save her.
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Christine Feehan |
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289d7e9
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Her heart was so full, she was afraid it might burst. She had never dared to dream she would have a home and a family. She had never conceived of having friends. Life might never be perfect, but she had Nicolae, and he would always understand those terrible moments when the memories crept out from behind the doors in her mind. He would be there to hold her and help her.
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Christine Feehan |
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b367561
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Zev patted his sword. "No problem then. I can take on the entire Lycan world for you, with a kid no less, just so you can get your beauty sleep." "My lifemate is Tatijana and you see what she looks like. I can't risk looking like I'm Dracula." Zev laughed softly. "I don't know what that woman sees in you." "Quite frankly, neither do I."
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fen-and-zev
haha
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Christine Feehan |
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f1592de
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Your shadow touches mine and I know all I need to know about you. I know you have that same knowledge when they touch. -Giovanni to Sasha.
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Christine Feehan |
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b0b8055
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I will go with you wherever you wish to go, even if that means back to your former life in the city.
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Christine Feehan |
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4931e32
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You're safe with me, Blythe," he whispered. "I swear to you, I'm only yours. For good or bad, I'm with you." --
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Christine Feehan |
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a3efe44
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Know this, sivamet-this child will be mine. I will take Vadim's blood from you and exchange it for mine. Eventually, over time, she will be ours. My child and yours. My blood will change her cells. her organs, reshaping and repairing any damage. 'The healer-" - Dragomir to Emeline"
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romance
fantasy
christine-feehan
dark-27
dark-legacy
mystery
crime
paranormal
vampires
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Christine Feehan |
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115d402
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Staying strong for our people. Staying strong to keep the demon inside. Staying strong for her. Only her." Those last two words of his code- his vow- said everything. Every wound he had suffered in battle, every time he had to kill an old friend or relative, every night he'd risen and endured the gray void, was for her."
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lifemate
paranormal-romance
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Christine Feehan |
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6f76813
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The Torpedo Ink club members were lost, wandering through a world they didn't fit into. They needed direction.
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Christine Feehan |
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2b25e79
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You have the white knight syndrome in spades," she murmured. "Don't kid yourself, baby, there's nothing white knight about me."
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Christine Feehan |
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3b3d747
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never want you to think for one moment that I don't love you. That I'm with you for my leopard, Ashe. I'm with you for me.
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Christine Feehan |
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ab6ca8b
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She was the woman who would center him. Be the center of his world. Hell. Who was he kidding? She already was.
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Christine Feehan |
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ab21887
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She had the mad desire to circle his waist with her arms and just hold on to all that solid muscle. He was a rock when her world felt built on sand.
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Christine Feehan |
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c5ea51f
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He liked her little glare. It made him feel as if they were a couple who had been together for a long time and she felt comfortable with him. If he didn't live through the following day, he had this with her.
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paranormal-romance
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Christine Feehan |
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ffc7f25
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Gregori approached the tiny being cautiously. The extent of the trauma was enormous. The baby was fading as blood gushed from its mother's body. He could feel its willingness to slide away from the pain and outrage of the assault. He could only hope Shea would stop the bleeding quickly, as he had to concentrate on the child. She was so tiny, almost nonexistent, yet he could feel her pain and her puzzlement. She knew fear before she was born..
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Christine Feehan |
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036e8f8
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You are safe, Lorraine. You will always be safe from me. You are the one person in this world I could never harm for any reason. The things I told you about myself are true. I am Carpathian, not vampire. I hunt the undead.
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paranormal-romance
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Christine Feehan |
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f6a54b1
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Think of me. Let me tell you who I am, what I am. What I need and want. I want to know everything about you and your family. Talk to me.
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Christine Feehan |
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22dc1b2
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So now I'm supposed to believe you haven't been with another woman for five years. Get. Out
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Christine Feehan |
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b923f30
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She wasn't certain what he was going to work on, being a caveman all the time, or trying not to be a caveman most of the time.
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Christine Feehan |
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2cd1bbe
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Dragomir laughed softly. "I see I am going to have an eternity of my woman challenging me. Do not worry, sivamet, I welcome the skirmishes."
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Christine Feehan |
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3c6c2e0
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Stay with me, Ashe," he whispered enticingly. "Take a chance on me."
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Christine Feehan |
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e3ed2be
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No one will ever need you more than I do, Ashe. And no man will ever work harder to make certain you're happy. I can promise those two things.
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Christine Feehan |
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6e4c50d
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Looking into Ricco's eyes, she knew she was safe with him. She felt safe. More she felt free.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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e33ce46
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It was strange, that feeling of freedom, as if by tying her, he released her spirit--beaten down, so encased in the beliefs of others, what was right, what was wrong, what she was-- so that she could just be. Simply be.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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5cf037a
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She had no idea she could feel so protected. So beautiful. So cherished. He made her feel all those things. She could give him his art- and it was beautiful.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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85ecee6
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He was waiting and she had to answer. Take that last irrevocable step. [...] She'd do whatever was necessary, but it had to be the right thing, no mistakes. What she was doing was very, very dangerous, but she had no choice.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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ee53dda
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You mean his kisses." Hannah corrected her. Jonas narrowed his gaze. "You seem obsessed with his kisses, Hannah." She shrugged. "It's been a while. I'm looking for a little action." His eyebrow shot up. "Oh, really?" Jonas leaned down, his hand twisting in her hair, holding her head perfectly still as his mouth took possession of hers. Libby gasped in shock. The kiss seemed to go on and on forever. And there was definitely tongue. Hannah no..
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jonas
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Christine Feehan |
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fbb1c24
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Never think for one moment that you are not my choice. That you are not in my heart. I cannot see anything or anyone but you.
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Christine Feehan |
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961a73c
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You are now my family. Your brother and sister have become my family.
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Christine Feehan |
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926056c
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Tell me about yourself. Everything you can think of. Look only at me. Look into my eyes. See me. Only me.
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Christine Feehan |
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a18787a
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Only you can teach me the right way to be part of something I have never had the chance to experience.
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Christine Feehan |
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ae9c685
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Spend several lifetimes with me, an eternity. Be with me. Say you want me that much. Let me be part of your family.
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Christine Feehan |
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1c46832
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He remained silent, and the compulsion to look at him grew until she couldn't stand it. Her gaze met his and her heart nearly jumped out of her chest. Those eyes were every bit as hypnotic as his voice.
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paranormal-romance
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Christine Feehan |
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7ee1449
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She's my Anya. My Blythe. She always was. It wasn't some bullshit white-knight rescue-her thing.
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Christine Feehan |
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5b24f6c
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You are fierce and passionate and fiery and I love all those things about you. In a fight, I can count on you to keep your head and get the job done, even if you're afraid. There's no need to be anything other than who you are, who you're meant to be.
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Christine Feehan |
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478087d
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Excitement had her blood rushing through her veins and her heart beating wildly. That was it. All of it. He made her feel alive. Every second she was with him, no matter the emotion. She felt intensely alive.
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shifter
paranormal-romance
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Christine Feehan |
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94ed53b
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I belong to you, devochka moya. Everything I am and will ever be. My heart. My body. I belong to you and I want you to be familiar with what is yours.
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Christine Feehan |
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3169265
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We clearly were on the same team. You killed over a dozen of the bastards and I wasn't about to reward you by killing you. They deserved it.
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romance
science-fiction
paranormal
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Christine Feehan |
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63f8593
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Fear wasn't the problem, she could deal with nerves, it was the excitement welling up in her that frightened her most. The unfamiliar emotion was too strong. Too needy. Too everything she was unprepared to deal with.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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c76578c
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She wanted a family. She loved that the Ferraros were so tight-knit, but she barely knew them. She didn't even really know what Stefano did for a living. There was just a little bit of fear when she was around them all. Power clung to them. They were their wealth so easily, like a second skin. More than that, they were a cloak of pure danger. When any of the Ferraros walked into a room, there was stunned silence- a collective gasp from any ..
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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a5863b3
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He preferred smaller knives, but when you wanted to make a statement, you did it big. He wanted this man cowed and willing to talk.
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romance
science-fiction
paranormal
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Christine Feehan |
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924323a
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Two F-bombs in under a second. He was more than furious. She had no choice but to lift her chin, but she kept her eyes childishly shut tight, afraid if she looked at him, she'd be lost.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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c1d5cd6
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Joe] was the sort of man who stayed cool under the most embarrassing situations and having Shylah RIP him a new one in front of an audience had to be right up there.
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romance
science-fiction
paranormal
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Christine Feehan |
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1d55942
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Draden stepped back and saluted his friend and commanding officer. [...] Its been an honor to serve with you, sir. Their GhostWalker unit didnt stand on formality as a rule.[...]He felt it was important for Joe Spagnola to know how he felt about the man. Joe looked stricken, but his back was ramrod stiff. "Fight, Draden.[...]"
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romance
science-fiction
paranormal
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Christine Feehan |