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Zara to Gino - You can only decide who you want to be. What kind of man you want to be. What example you want to set for our children? We all have choices. If you don't like something about yourself, you work on changing it.It might take a lifetime, but that's a gift you can share with your children
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Christine Feehan |
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0f4c56b
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Savannah handed the glass to Gregori, her eyes anxious. Gary touched his neck. He felt a little dizzy, and there was a burning sensation on the side of his neck, but when he touched his pulse, his hand came away free of blood. He glanced at Gregori. "You did it already, didn't you?" "Drink all of it." Gregori held the glass to his lips. "I saw no reason to prolong the suspense. Your mind was quite made up." "Welcome to my world, Gary." Sa..
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gary
gregori-and-savannah
haha
sense-of-humor
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Christine Feehan |
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I guess it would be too much to ask to let Savannah bite my neck." Gary made an attempt at humor. He was rubbing his neck, every Dracula movie he had ever seen going through his mind. A low growl rumbling in Gregori's throat was his answer."
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growl
gregori
haha
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Christine Feehan |
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0e4eef0
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Come here," he growled, his body so heavy with need that he was afraid he would explode into fragments if he took one step. She shook her head slowly, her tongue deliberately moistening her full lower lip. "I only want my true lifemate. I hunger tonight. My body is hungry." Her hand drifted slowly, enticingly, over her satin skin, and his eyes followed the graceful movement while his body raged at him. Gregori covered the distance between..
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saying-it
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Christine Feehan |
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d975e2b
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I burn for you. Even in my sleep, the sleep of our people where there can be no thought, I burn for you.
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gregori-to-savannah
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Christine Feehan |
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f67ba79
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Gary." Gregori drawled the name slowly and sat back in his chair, totally relaxed. He looked like a sprawling tiger, dangerous and untamed. "Tell us about yourself." "I work a lot. I'm not married. I'm really not much of a people person. I'm basically a nerd." Gregori shifted, a subtle movement of muscles suggesting great power. "I am not familiar with this term." "Yeah, well, you wouldn't be," Gary said. "It means I have lots of brains ..
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gary
gregori-and-savannah
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Christine Feehan |
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df22449
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Is it like this everywhere you go?" Gary asked. "Pretty much." Savannah shrugged calmly. "I don't really mind. Peter always--" She broke off abruptly and brought the steaming cup to her mouth. Gregori could feel sorrow beating at her, a crushing stone weighing down her heart. His hand slipped down her arm to lace his fingers through hers. At once he poured warmth and comfort into her mind, the sensation of his arms around her body, holdin..
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gary
gregori-and-savannah
hero
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Christine Feehan |
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b52552b
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For the first time, he felt the familiar stirring in his mind, that beloved touch that signaled the love of his life had ever so gently merged with him. How she found the strength when there was so little blood left in her body, he didn't know. His body came to life. His heart. His soul. That gentle touch, the brush of her voice across the scars in his mind held so much love he ached inside. She set up cravings with her soft gentle ways...
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Christine Feehan |
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e9aa75c
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You just want mixed blood because you took one look at a certain woman and all brain matter went dead," Fen accused. Zev didn't open his eyes or stop feeding. "
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zev
impression
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Christine Feehan |
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07be5e8
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Nonny to all the women - You don't worry what you are getting from him. Worry about what he is getting from you. .....Don't think he's going to anticipate or know what you need. Communicate it to him.......Laugh every chance you get with him.....It's the little things that make or break a relationship....Put him first and hope he puts you first
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Zev nodded. He smiled up at Tatijana as she came to his side. "It's good to see you," he greeted her. "Thanks for saving us out there." She smiled back at him and sank down into the grass, taking his arm to inspect the damage. "It's getting to be a habit. We can't have anyone killing you, Zev. My sister wouldn't be too pleased. She's hoping to get another dance with you sometime." "She probably doesn't remember my name," Zev said. "But it..
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fen-and-tatijana
zev
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Christine Feehan |
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0a9c14c
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You people should come with a warning label," Byron told Zev. Zev flipped him off."
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zev
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Christine Feehan |
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fc8f4c4
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That society is becoming a pain in the neck. I need to get word to Mikhail that we did not stamp them out as we thought we had. They seem to be back and stronger than ever. Every thirty years or so they crop up to give us problems." "Julian must have only discovered them quite recently or he would have told you about them when he was reporting in to you about me." There was a bite to her voice. She was still annoyed that Gregori had had so..
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trained
gregori-and-savannah
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Christine Feehan |
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d2b6f4a
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Gregori turned the power of his silver eyes directly on her face. "Your father and I have lived over a thousand years, . Why would you think you should have the knowledge of the ancients? You are a beautiful, intelligent fledgling, and you learn quickly." "Maybe I can never live as you want me to. Maybe I was born too late." There was an ache in her voice, betraying her lack of confidence in herself. The silver stars in the centers of her..
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gregori-and-savannah
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Christine Feehan |
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f2f18ed
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Gregori lay awake for a long time, watching as the dawn crept forward, pushing away the night. One wave of his hand closed and locked the heavy shutters over the windows. Still he lay awake, holding Savannah close. Because he had always known he was dangerous, he had feared for mortals and immortals alike at his hand. But somehow, perhaps naively, he had thought that once he was bound to his lifemate, he would become tamer, more domesticat..
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gregori-about-savannah
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Christine Feehan |
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073b6a6
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There is no chance that I will allow such a thing. You may attempt to defy me, but I assure you, it is a waste of your energy." He spoke gently, that mocking male superiority setting her teeth on edge. "I am your lifemate, , and I will give any order I deem necessary for your safety." She thumped his chest hard with her clenched fist. "You make me so mad, Gregori! I'm trying very hard to get along with you and your arrogant orders. You do..
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trouble
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5779954
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You are playing with fire, ." The words were nearly unable to escape his strangled throat. She glanced up at him, just once. A quick look from under the crescent of her long lashes. Teasing. Sexy. His innocent erotic. "I thought I was playing with ," she denied, her attention back on his fierce arousal. Her warm breath bathed him in heat, in temptation. He threw back his head, his hands tightening in her thick mane of hair. His neck was..
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gregori-and-savannah
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Christine Feehan |
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57f3a38
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Two humans and a betrayer. They had taken his past, shattered his mind, and imprisoned him in a living hell. Worst of all they had taken away his ability to protect his lifemate. They had created a monster the likes of which they could not conceive.
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Christine Feehan |
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90d85e9
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Into the middle of that cauldron of intense, violent emotion suddenly came something soft and gentle. A wisp of memory. Courage. Beauty. A woman. Not any woman, but his woman, his lifemate. All red hair and fire. She walked like an angel where men feared to tread, where even his own kind would fear to venture.
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Christine Feehan |
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Shea eyed him warily. "You aren't getting ready to bite me again, are you? I've got to tell you, there isn't a place on my body that isn't sore." She flashed him a wan smile. "Just out of curiosity, your rabies shots are up to date, aren't they?"
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shea-to-jacques
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Christine Feehan |
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She caught his face in her hands, suddenly anxious that he believe her. "I didn't know. I swear to you, I didn't know. I never would have left you there." Grief clogged her throat that she had not somehow ended his suffering sooner. What was it about him that drew her like a magnet, that captivated her and made her want to ease his pain? The urge was so strong in her, so intense, she could hardly bear to see him lying so vulnerable and shat..
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Christine Feehan |
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6313c40
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Gregori wanted her. More than that, he needed her. That particular revelation changed everything. It put control back in her hands, gave her back her life. She squared her shoulders. She was no longer a child running from a nameless fear. She was his lifemate, chosen by God to walk with a man of power, of honor. A sensual, strong male who needed her more than anyone else on earth ever could.
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Christine Feehan |
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62fed08
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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.
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romance
torpedo-ink-series
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Christine Feehan |
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fa06753
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The call was loud, a flood of fear and confusion, an impression of strangling, of darkness and pain. She sent her answer back so easily it startled her. To reassure him, she tried to fill her mind with every beautiful thing she saw. She smiled at the demand in his voice; her heart somersaulted at the raw truth in his voice. He never tried to hide anything from her, not even his elemental fear of her leaving him to face the darkness alo..
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lord-of-the-manor
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Christine Feehan |
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She saw it all. Every dark, dangerous deed. Every dark, ugly kill. Every law he had broken. But most of all she saw his greatness.
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Christine Feehan |
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His voice was a sinful caress, enticing, insistent. "I think you can manage all by yourself," she answered, refusing to look into his dark, hypnotic eyes. Instead, she shut off her computer and the generator and locked the door. He sounded very earnest, innocent, hopeful. Shea found herself smiling as she poured him another unit of blood. She was beginning to think the devil himself had shown up at her doorstep. Jacques was temptation i..
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jacques-and-shea
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Christine Feehan |
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e4b4c49
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He bent over her, a dark, imposing figure exuding power. His silver eyes glittered at her. "Hear me, Savannah. If you believe nothing else about me, believe this. You belong to me, with me. No one will ever attempt to take you from me and live. No one." His voice was low, beautiful, and all the more deadly for it."
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Christine Feehan |
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I didn't think things through, you know. I just rushed out and rescued you. I caused you great suffering." Her large green eyes fastened on his face. Storm clouds gathered instantly when she felt his faint, mocking amusement echoing through her mind. "What? What's so funny? Some idiot tried to put a stake through your heart, and he didn't even hit the darn thing!" "I guess I'm glad I rescued you, too, but the truth is, Jacques, I have wa..
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never-dangerous-to-you
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Christine Feehan |
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9b70356
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When he lifted his head, Savannah nearly pulled him back to her. He watched her face, her eyes cloudy with desire, her lips so beautiful, bereft of his. "Do you have any idea how beautiful you are, Savannah? There is such beauty in your soul, I can see it shining in your eyes." She touched his face, her palm molding his strong jaw. Why couldn't she resist his hungry eyes? "I think you're casting a spell over me. I can't remember what we we..
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little-dog
unacceptable
gregori-and-savannah
haha
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Christine Feehan |
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1678c03
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Gregori touched Gary's mind. He found honesty there, integrity. He had never had contact with the vampire and was willing to die to save the girl strapped down on the stainless-steel table. He had interrupted the two other men at work and was sickened by their actions. But Gregori knew Gary would have no chance against a vampire-induced compulsion in the other man to kill. Rodney would win this battle. For a moment Gregori hesitated. If he ..
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save-gary
soft-spot
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Christine Feehan |
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24a4758
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Your scars? Would you tell me if I asked?" "What I know. The bullet that nearly severed my spine." He waited until she found it, until the pads of her fingers stroked over the spot like a caress. "Amsterdam. I know that but not why or who. The knife along my hip was Paris and one up by my shoulder blade, Egypt. I know where I was with each of them, but not why." "I should have taken you to the hospital." She was frowning again, he could ..
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Christine Feehan |
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b2a1973
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He caught her hand, his thumb feathering across the inside of her wrist. "I don't understand." He closed his eyes, smiled in his mind. She was back to using her professional, scientific voice. "Would you stay out of my head? Wait until you're invited." The smile in his mind was just a little too sexy for her peace of mind. Now he sounded innocent. She laughed softly. "Do I have stamped on my forehead?" Shea raised her eyebr..
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taste
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Christine Feehan |
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07a771e
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He gathered his strength, pushed pain to the back of his mind and shifted his weight, easing off the monstrous hard-on she couldn't fail to notice. It took her a moment to look up from kneading his calves. Her hands stopped abruptly and he heard her shocked inhale. He rolled over, needing to see her face-- her eyes. She shoved back away from him, her eyes widening, the long lashes veiling her expression. As she went to pull away, she held ..
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Christine Feehan |
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13e2aa5
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Try to look less conspicuous," he instructed. A dog barked, rushed to the end of its lead, and bared its teeth. Gregori turned his head and hissed, exposing white fangs. The dog stopped its aggression instantly, yelped in alarm, and retreated whining. "What are you doing?" Savannah demanded, outraged. "Getting a feel for the place," he said absently, his mind clearly on other matters, his senses tuned to the world around him. "Everyone i..
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gregori-and-savannah
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Christine Feehan |
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121fa08
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I've got some bad news for you, Larry. The sad truth is, I'd rather pull out my fingernails one by one than sleep with you." She slipped out of the low-slung car. "Your breath stinks, Lar, and let's just face it--you're a creep." She slammed the door with such force he winced visibly." --
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Christine Feehan |
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6df8367
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He groaned and dropped into the nearest kitchen chair, pushing his head into his hands. "Death by peanut butter. I never thought I'd go that way."
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Christine Feehan |
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He looked pained. "I don't eat peanut butter." That genuinely shocked her. "Who doesn't eat peanut butter? It's the perfect food." He shuddered. "Even to make up for all the things I've done wrong, I don't think I can do it." "For a man who carries around as many weapons as you do, you're a bit of a baby." "It isn't being a baby not to eat peanut butter. I don't think babies eat the stuff." "That's un-American." "I'm not certain I am ..
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peanut-butter
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c716100
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Raven felt his power right down to her toes. Her body went boneless, liquid, aching. She was so close to him that she felt a part of him, surrounded by him, enveloped by him. "I'm not going to sleep with someone I don't know because I'm lonely." He laughed softly, low and amused. "Is that what you think? That you would be sleeping with me because you are lonely?" His hand was at her throat again, stroking, caressing, heating her blood. "Thi..
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Christine Feehan |
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66efeff
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You are safe with me, Teagan," he said. "Safer than you have ever been in your life. When you are frightened, look to me." -Andre"
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Christine Feehan |
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a7d76da
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Gino to Ezekiel - You're a threat to anyone making your wife uncomfortable. That's the way it should be but Joe's in a bad place right now and I think he's looking for a fight
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Christine Feehan |
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2d6d591
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Gino to Zara - Do you really think Whitney could make me love someone?You've got my heart Zara
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Christine Feehan |
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697aa94
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goin' to be
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Christine Feehan |
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e42f2ed
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His body didn't just want her. It demanded her, burned for her.
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gregori
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Christine Feehan |
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08582fe
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He was an ancient, powerful and knowledgeable beyond the boundaries of Earth. He was the one his own kind spoke of in whispers, with awe, with fear, with dread. .
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Christine Feehan |