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5aa0c41
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He pulled out of her mind abruptly. She knew because she felt bereft. Starkly alone. The feeling was raw and ugly after having him there with her. She wanted him back, and that wasn't an intelligent response.
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romance
science-fiction
paranormal
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Christine Feehan |
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7ea1f4d
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Every moment I'm with you, bambina, I fall harder. It's difficult for mr to believe you're real. You aren't the only one a little terrified.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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f379c94
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There was a sense of comfort being wrapped up in his arms. He was calm in the middle of a terrifying experience. He was a rock she could cling to.
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romance
science-fiction
paranormal
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Christine Feehan |
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976f514
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In that moment he knew she could shatter him. Break him into a million pieces and he'd never recover. Not in this lifetime. He realized all the lore in his family was truth. Ferraro men. When then found the right woman, loved her with everything in them and they did it only once. Francesca was his once.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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3ae2441
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Bottom line, dolce core, that's who I am. When the cops can't do something to protect citizens, it's my turn. You have to decide if you can live with who I am. The real me.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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4996b52
|
It was an observation, not a judgment. Shylah liked the way Draden seemed to reserve his conclusions until he had the facts.
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romance
science-fiction
paranormal
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Christine Feehan |
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5ccb067
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He knew she was already lost. HIS. He'd never thought he'd really have a chance at finding a woman of his own, one he could love and center his world around, one who would accept him and his fucked-up life, but now that she'd stepped into his world, he knew he wasn't about to let her go.
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|
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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8075b35
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Francesca was...extraordinary. A gift. A miracle. She just gave herself to him. He was connected to her through their shadows and he knew how she felt. Frightened, bordering on terror. Still, he mattered to her. She saw him, not the Stefano the rest of the world saw, but the man inside who needed. Who didn't want to stand alone. She gave herself to that man.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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c4f1046
|
Her wild imagination immediately interpreted his statement as him claiming her, making her his, letting her know no matter what, he would stand for her.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
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Christine Feehan |
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574d800
|
She felt Stefano's body sitting next to her, yet he seemed to take up the room, surrounding her, in front of her, at her back. He was everywhere. Dangerous. Determined. Giving her a feeling of security. How he managed that she didn't know.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
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4d6c48e
|
She loved to see that smile, the way it transformed his face from rugged, dangerous, very masculine beauty to something much softer and approachable.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
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1190200
|
I'd like you to make an effort to share what you're feeling, good or bad, with me. I'll do the same. If we're honest with each other in our communication this will work for us.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
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670d47a
|
There it was, again, that hurt in his eyes. Maybe hurt. Something. Sadness. That was it. She detested that look. He shouldn't ever feel unhappy. It was more than unhappy. Desolate, as if he was completely alone and she'd taken his last joy from him.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
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606e681
|
Say yes, Francesca. I didn't think it was possible to feel anything real for a woman. I just couldn't. I tried, but nothing was there. I knew I was capable of loving because I love my sister and brothers fiercely. With everything in me. But what a man feels for a woman, 'the' woman, eluded me until you. Until I saw you.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
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a029ffc
|
He had thought to hold a part of himself back until she made up her mind. Getting his heart broken wasn't on his list of things he wanted to experience. But the effect of her welcoming smile told him it was too late. He'd already fallen.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
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7dba819
|
He was the devil, but she didn't care. On some level she even knew he was using her own body against her, pitting her innocence against his experience, but she didn't care about that, either. She wanted to leap into the fire with both feet, arms wide, eyes open. She knew his world might be something she would have a difficult time accepting, but he was worth it.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
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dfcfd16
|
His thoughtful Grace. He liked that trait in her. Te stillness in her. She brought a sense of peace to her surroundings.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
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910b427
|
You don't do violence, Francesca, not unless it's self-defense or in defense of our family. I won't have that on your soul. You're going to be my wife. The mother of my children. You're about love and softness. Not killing. Never that
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
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6496d2b
|
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, bambino, I love that."
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
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5b28c13
|
She looked down onto his face. So gorgeous. It wasn't just his beautiful, very masculine features, it was the way he was inside. "I'm in love with you. There isn't anything that you can tell me that is going to change that."
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
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5442281
|
Since I've had to endure your ugliness my entire life, I'm immune to whatever venom you choose to spew. However, and you'd better hear me, Eloisa, I will not tolerate you doing the same thing to my woman. She's my choice. She's always going to be my choice.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
7ad1edf
|
Grace had filled those lonely places, replacing them with laughter and conversation. She'd given him the purpose he needed there in his home to maintain his balance in a world of stark duty.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
8a5f7a7
|
She was...salvation. Everything good. She lit up a room just as she lit up his life.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
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f19572b
|
Il mio piccola bella amore, I can't change the past as much as I'd like to," he said softly. "I can only tell you that you have my future. Only you."
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Christine Feehan |
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90e8e86
|
The team leader, Dr. Joe Spagnola, gave him a quick look as well. It pretty much said, "You maggot, if you leave one of my men behind, don't ever go to sleep because I'll be coming for you." At least Barry interpreted the look that way."
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fiction
team
ghostwalker-series
ghostwalkers
romance-series
romantic-suspense
teamwork
paranormal-romance
|
Christine Feehan |
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10e6bb0
|
Every soldier needs a commander and it looks like I'm yours. You're a soldier. You need a commander. What makes you the boss? I'm bigger than you are, Draden said, his voice just a little arrogant. Shylah refrained from answering. What was the point? He was bigger.
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|
ghostwalker-series
ghostwalkers
romance-series
romantic-suspense
paranormal-romance
|
Christine Feehan |
|
6a10269
|
The gate, which had been securely locked, stood open in welcome. Everything seemed to be welcoming him. A sense of peace began to steal into his heart. A part of him wanted to sit on one of the benches and soak in the atmosphere.
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romance
paranormal
suspense
|
Christine Feehan |
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dbc1c5a
|
Mikhail didn't flinch away from the blade. His black eyes snapped open, blazing with power. Slovensky fell backward, scrambling away on all fours to crouch against the far wall. Fumbling in his coat, he jerked out the gun and held it pointed at Mikhail. The ground rolled almost gently, seemed to swell so that the concrete floor bulged, then cracked. Slovensky grabbed for the wall behind him to steady himself and lost the gun in the process..
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|
pain-in-the-neck
mikhail
gregori
|
Christine Feehan |
|
2117911
|
He'd always had his family, his brothers and sister, and they had formed a unit so strong, when he was younger, he hadn't thought he would ever need anyone else. Loneliness taught him otherwise.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
f57d5ea
|
She took away sorrow and anger, replacing it with acceptance and love.
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|
romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
8e4d4e5
|
The rider uses a technique, breaking the neck cleanly, so there is no suffering. That is why it is important not to allow it to be personal if at all possible. You always want the visit to be about justice, not revenge.
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
d224cb3
|
Are you absolutely certain that Grace is yours? She's not just a woman who would be suitable because she carries the genetic code we need? Francesca is my world. Your woman needs to be yours." "Grace is my Francesca, " Vittorio assured."
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romance
shadow-rider-series
suspense-thriller
|
Christine Feehan |
|
19a0ab7
|
Well, Sara." He said it very softly. "Are you going to save me?"
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Christine Feehan |
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617eaaa
|
You have to commit to us. Just like you're part of Torpedo Ink, I have to be part of you. You have to be all in.
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Christine Feehan |
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6513a6b
|
You're so beautiful, Dax. Your heart. Your soul. I don't think I could ever find a better man.
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Christine Feehan |
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fc3688c
|
He took the form of mist. In the heavy fog it was unnoticeable, and he could easily seep beneath her unsecured window. He watched her as she sank onto the bed. Her face was pale, her eyes haunted. She swept her mane of hair back, touching his mark as if it ached. It took her a few minutes to kick off her shoes, as if the task was too great. Mikhail waited until she had flung herself facedown, fully clothed on the bed. He gave the order fo..
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Christine Feehan |
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f39003e
|
Raven woke slowly, in a dense fog, layers and layers of it. Somehow she knew she wasn't supposed to wake, but nevertheless it was imperative she do so. She pried her eyes open and turned her head toward the window. Sunlight was streaming in. She pushed herself into a sitting position, the covers sliding away to expose bare skin. "Mikhail," she whispered aloud, "you take altogether too many liberties."
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Christine Feehan |
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f12a5ab
|
Her neck throbbed and burned for a moment. She peeled back her top to examine the wound. It was a strange mark, like a teenager's love bite, but more intense. She blushed at the memory of how he'd put it there. Did the man have to be sexy on top of everything else?
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Christine Feehan |
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6b29349
|
I am sorry, little one, that you had to endure such a thing." He carried her into his house and made for the library. Raven could hear soft words in his own language muttered under his breath. He was swearing, and it made her smile. "What does that mean?" He blinked down at her. "Sorry," he muttered. "Literally, 'Shadow take you.' That old woman is evil." "She isn't evil, Mikhail, she's twisted, fanatical. It was like touching the mind of ..
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Christine Feehan |
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b0dabe5
|
And what if I was a mythical vampire, little one, holding you captive in my lair?" She smiled up at his serious face, absorbing the pain in his brooding eyes. "I would trust you with my life, Mikhail, vampire or not. And I would trust you with the life of my children. You're arrogant and sometimes overbearing, but you could never be evil. If you are a vampire, then a vampire is not the creature of the legends." He moved away from her, not w..
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Christine Feehan |
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1d49bf0
|
Being apart from you even under normal circumstances would torment me. How can I tolerate such a thing as you being in the same house with those who murdered my sister?" "I'll hear things that will help you," she persisted. He shook his head, his face set in implacable lines. She attempted to tease him, wanting the darkness to recede from his eyes. "Do one of your sleeping numbers on yourself, or teach me how to do it. I'll happily help you..
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Christine Feehan |
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0bae56e
|
Be very, very careful, Mikhail. You could kill me, there is no question, but she will die first." Andre dragged her even closer, locking her in front of him as he lifted her body completely off the ground. Blankets scattered as Raven was dangled helplessly, her eyes fastened on Mikhail. Mikhail's smile was tender, loving, as he focused on her face. "What do you wish, Andre?" His voice was gentle and low. "Admit to these men that you are t..
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Christine Feehan |
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6e024f2
|
He raked a hand through his thick hair. He needed to feed soon. There was a dark, cold anger in him. It crawled through his body, dangerous and deadly. Jacob was unscrupulous, even with his sister, it seemed. And he had looked upon Raven with lust. Raven looked up and found unblinking eyes on her. They were dark, fathomless, the eyes of a hunter. A prickle of unease ran down her spine. She felt her hand tremble as she smoothed out her skirt..
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Christine Feehan |
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a285c2a
|
I need you to do as I ask you," he said in desperation, fighting the beast lifting its head hungrily. Her laughter was soft, enticing, the sound dancing over his skin. "No, you don't. Too many people think your word is law. You need someone to defy you a little bit. I know you won't hurt me, Mikhail. I can feel your fear of yourself. You think there's something in you I can't love, some kind of monster you're afraid for me to see. I know yo..
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Christine Feehan |