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c35039d
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Women often are much more willing to fight for their children than themselves." -Airiana (quoting Max)"
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Christine Feehan |
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9adfe0d
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Savannah's mind brushed his and found genuine regret for her sorrow. "How did you find me?" "I always know where you are, every moment. Five years ago you said you needed time, and I gave it to you. But I've never left you. I never will." -Savannah & Gregori"
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Christine Feehan |
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49e8e8b
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She drew her knees up and dropped her chin on the top of them, smiling at him. Watching him. Caressing him with soft eyes. "You're going to go out there and act all tough, aren't you?" "That's my intention, yes." He slipped a knife into his boots. It took discipline to keep his face pure stone when she made him want to laugh. -Lexi & Gavriil"
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Christine Feehan |
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Lexi," He breathed her name. "You have no idea what you mean to me." -Gavriil"
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Christine Feehan |
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1138b0d
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Dance with me, Sasha." "I'm working, Mr. Ferraro, and according to the employee manual, we are not allowed to fraternize with the owners. If this is a test to see if I read the rules, I can assure you, I have." Giovanni and Sasha, Shadow Keeper"
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Christine Feehan |
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33185dc
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She didn't want to go up to him and find him dead. She'd found enough dead people, their bodies soaking in bright red blood. Who knew there was so much blood in the human body? Or that it could be so sticky and get everywhere?
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paranormal-romance
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Christine Feehan |
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064fd6e
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Keep making fun of my name and every time you order a drink, I'm going to put something in it you won't like
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Christine Feehan |
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6f43394
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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
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Christine Feehan |
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4606b4c
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Fear skittered 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
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Christine Feehan |
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4461540
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Her eyes caught him first thing. They were almost too big for her face. A very light brown, amber really, like a fine whiskey you spipped at night when you just wanted to lay it all down.
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shifter
paranormal-romance
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Christine Feehan |
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b39bbc0
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God. She loved the children. They were all so amazing. Every last one of them. She was grateful she'd made the decision to go into that labyrinth, the chambers of utter horror, to get them out. She refused to regret that decision, no matter the price she had to pay-- and she was paying it every single minute of the day.
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paranormal-romance
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Christine Feehan |
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899ddaa
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Keep making fun of my name and every time you order a drink, I'm going to put something in it you aren't going to like," Ashe muttered under her breath."
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shifter
paranormal-romance
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Christine Feehan |
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70e5068
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She'd managed, in a very short period of time, to slip under his guard and get inside him. There was something very valiant about her.
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shifter
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Christine Feehan |
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787e6ac
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He heard the news long before her scent reached him. Brandt Talbot shrank into the heavy vegetation, his chest tight and his body taut with sudden anticipation. She was here at long last. In his domain. Within his grasp. It had been a long hunt to find her, nearly impossible, yet he managed it. He had deliberately lured her to his lair and she had come.
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romance
shape-shifter
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Christine Feehan |
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9a3940c
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I need to kiss you. I know. I feel it too.
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romance
fantasy
paranormal
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Christine Feehan |
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47c673e
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Aside from the fact that you're probably an adrenaline junkie or you wouldn't have gone anywhere near the Special Forces or Dr. Whitney and his crazy experiment? Or that guys like you wind up dead because you never learn enough is enough? Or that you go through women like water?" Arly indicated Ryland's hands with his chin. "And that you've probably seen the inside of more than one jail because you get in fights." Ryland whistled softly. "T..
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Christine Feehan |
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b89827f
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I like you belonging to me, Bree. More importantly, I like belonging to you.
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Christine Feehan |
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bd9670d
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Our old ladies are sacred to us as well as to the entire club. They are always as protected as our families are.
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Christine Feehan |
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527ae6d
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I am your other half. We belong together.
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Christine Feehan |
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9994006
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her
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Christine Feehan |
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4bd6ea1
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her pushed
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Christine Feehan |
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He also thinks there's something in the Carpathian woman's chemistry that makes it nearly impossible for the female chromosome to beat out the male." "Wouldn't you know he'd think it was the woman." Shea sniffed contemptuously. "More than likely the men determine the sex, just like in humans, and they just can't produce girls." She grinned at Raven. "The men bring about their own destruction."
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men-destruction
shea
raven
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Christine Feehan |
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f769cbd
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Timur." She whispered his name. Knowing she shouldn't. Unable to stop herself. She waited until his blue eyes lifted to hers. "You're not a psychopath, nor are you what your father tried to shape you into. You're...extraordinary."
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shifter
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Christine Feehan |
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b8a0428
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Ashe couldn't help the way her heart beat faster. Danger. Why did she find herself running right toward it all the time? What was it about adrenaline that made her such an addict? She wanted to feel this way, exhilarated, alive and not quite safe. It was playing with fire, and she knew better.
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shifter
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Christine Feehan |
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0368cff
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She expelled her breath and he breathed in his name. Soft.
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Christine Feehan |
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61629f7
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It was as if he wore a mask and whatever went on behind it wasn't for the world --or her--to see. And she wanted to. She wanted to be that woman, the one who knew him inside and out.
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shifter
paranormal-romance
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Christine Feehan |
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6d0a58a
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He presented a mask of indifference to the rest of the world, but for her--and their future children-- he would be different. He would share fun and laughter.
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shifter
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Christine Feehan |
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ce679c7
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Our cats are moody and vicious and if it goes wrong, we have no choice but to put it down. Humans have problems understanding that because they are doing their best to evolve to a higher plane." Ashe didn't point out that she thought it wasn't working."
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shifters
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Christine Feehan |
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9fda82e
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She laughed, and the sound was tantalizing. He didn't understand how musical notes could stroke a man's skin and dance along his thighs. He didn't understand how the notes could be an arrow that pierced his heart. She owned him.
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shifters
paranormal-romance
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Christine Feehan |
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56cdad7
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Ashe's entire face lit up when she laughed. That laughter did something to his insides, turning him to mush, so he thought some of the ice that had frozen all emotions so many years earlier had melted and allowed her deeper.
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shifters
paranormal-romance
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Christine Feehan |
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068de10
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I curl my hand around her throat so her heart beats right into my palm," Fyodor confessed as if he could read Timur's mind. "Even that isn't enough. I can hear my own heart beating right over top of hers because I'm terrified living with the idea that I could lose her"."
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Christine Feehan |
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f513db6
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That kind of loyalty could never be bought . Fear couldn't buy that loyalty. Timur was reminded of that every time he saw the two men. They weren't related by blood, but they were brothers all the same.
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shifters
paranormal-romance
loyalty
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Christine Feehan |
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0a98118
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I'm not going to hurt you, Bree. I'd shoot myself in the heart before I'd do that again.
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Christine Feehan |
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ef5f012
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Arly: Aside from the fact that you're probably on the FBI's Most Wanted list, do you have any other qualifications I might want to know about?
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Christine Feehan |
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5b3e5d1
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He didn't look as if he owned her, but as if she was his, cherished and treasured and beautiful to him
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Christine Feehan |
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94e347d
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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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6848c08
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He needed to know she wanted to be with him. He needed to know someone loved him. He didn't believe himself worthy of love, so he had a difficult time believing she really wanted to be with him.
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romance
torpedo-ink-series
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Christine Feehan |
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3bbe61e
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Ask any of my brothers, nothing stops me. No one stops me. I got the name Steele because I'm unbending.
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romance
torpedo-ink-series
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Christine Feehan |
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d541720
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It was the worst nightmare possible for a boy like Steele. He felt responsiblity, even when he was just very little. Something in him needed to help all of us.
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romance
torpedo-ink-series
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Christine Feehan |
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de619a4
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She did something to his insides, twisted and melted them until he sometimes felt he couldn't think straight.
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romance
torpedo-ink-series
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Christine Feehan |
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26acddb
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She had a way of giving him comfort when nothing else could. The wailing of the dead. The accusations of their eyes because he couldn't save them. She drove those dead children away from him and brought him peace.
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romance
torpedo-ink-series
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Christine Feehan |
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8e2c9fb
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They keep me from going off the deep end. Not like you do, but I have to be with them. I AM Torpedo Ink. If you love me, you love the club. It's really that simple.
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romance
torpedo-ink-series
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Christine Feehan |
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5d57ffb
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I feel it deeper than I feel anything else. So deep it's fucking terrifying. I'm never going to be good at saying the words. They get stuck in my throat. It's like if I say it out loud something bad is going to happen. I feel as if I'm cursing us. Everyone they knew we cared about died.
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romance
torpedo-ink-series
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Christine Feehan |
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d590838
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Ice, you're an idiot. You already nearly lost Anya for Reaper, don't even try to advise Steele
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Christine Feehan |