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You are such a chicken. Bock. Bock. Bock." He refused to allow her very bad chicken impression to ruffle his feathers. He was above petty name-calling."
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I don't suppose you cook?" Tucker inquired hopefully. "Did you think because she can start fires she'd be great with a grill? Gator asked."
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Do you have a camera?" Jackson asked. "We could get some pictures and may be take a print or two if we're lucky." Jonas shook his head. "We'd probably get a bunch of ghosts and that would just freak me out."
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Christine Feehan |
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Joley likes to be scared, and she can't watch them alone." "I don't know how you can make that sound perfectly logical."
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I need you right now, Shea. My body is going up in flames, and I hurt like hell. We have to be alone soon or I might die." Her laughter muffled against his chest. "No one has ever died because they wanted to make love." But she wasn't sure. Her own body was burning and begging for the connection to his. Gregori suddenly materialized, made a soft, sighing noise, and sent them a clear frown. Like guilty children they broke apart."
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Today's my wedding day, Mom," he said softly aloud. "I'm marrying the woman I always told you I would someday."
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He rarely smoked, but once in a while, like now, when his world had been shaken, his woman nearly killed in front of his eyes, and he'd watched a house consume a man and spit him out, he figured a drag or two were appropriate.
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stress-relief
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What does kiciciyapi mitawa mean?" He kept his head on her breasts. "What?" "You called me kicicyapi mitawa. It sounded so beautiful. It wasn't Japanese. What was it?" "It's the voice of the Lakota. It would sound silly in English." He cupped her breast, his fingers moving lightly over her skin. His breath warm on her heart.
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love
feehan
ghostwalkers
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There was a certain feminine satisfaction in having the last word, delivering her line smartly, and breaking the connection between them quickly and decisively.
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I told you,lifemate, you're always taking off my clothes." "Then stop wearing the damn things," he responded gruffly,his hands at her tiny waist, his mouth finding her flat stomach. "Someday my child will be growing right here," he said softly, kissing her belly. His hands pinned her thighs so that he could explore easily without interruption. "A beautiful little girl with your looks and my disposition." Savannah laughed softly, her arms cr..
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I sent a clear warning to you, Aidan." There was a hint of censure in his words, although his voice was soft. There was a hard edge to Aidan's mouth. "I received your warning. But this is my city, Gregori, and my family. I take care of my own." Savannah rolled her eyes. "You could just beat on your chests,you know. It probably works just as well." Gregori ordered. Savannah burst out laughing, then reached up to caress his shadowed jaw. "Ke..
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Your lifemate is a mean little thing healer. I do not envy you. Aidan Savage, Dark Magic
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I prefer the mountains." He said it quietly,neutrally. She suddenly grinned at him, that mischievous,impish smile he couldn't resist. "When an old geezer marries a young chick,he has to learn to get back into the swing of things. Party time. Night life.Does it ring a bell, or has it been too long?" she teased. Gregori bunched her hair in his hand and tugged."Show some respect, ,or I might have to turn you over my knee." "Kinky." One delica..
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Son of a bitch, you're scary," he informed Jackson. "Where the hell did you get that look? Practicing in the mirror every day?"
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Jack glanced at ken. "Lily is a brilliant woman when it comes to academics, but she;'s so blind when it comes to people." It was a small warning to keep Ken's anger from boiling over. "She's struggling to accept that Whitney needs to die, but she needs more time. The pregnancy also probably makes her more emotional when it comes to her father." "When the hell did you get so smart?" Ken demanded. "I've been reading all the pregnancy books." ..
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For Lily, there was only her phantom lover, bold enough, arrogant enough, crazy enough to dare follow her here when he was in far more danger than she could ever be.
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You have to be more discerning, Lily, when experimenting with bondage." He wiggled his eyebrows. "I'd make a great master."
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I think my vision's blurred," he murmurred. SHe responded with a hesitant laugh. "If that's all that happened, you're a heck of a better kisser than I am. I can't stand up." "I'm afraid to touch you. We might go up in flames." She sighed. "They story of my life..."
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As a child he had grown up without a mother or even a grandmother. He had never really explored emotional relationships or marriage. He'd never been given advice on the matter. The closest he'd really come to seeing a relationship was watching Ryland Miller pursue Lily. The man had lost his mind. Nicholas had a feeling he'd joined the ranks of en losing their mind over women.
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Baby don't do this." He whispered the words. Why did he thought if she cried she'd feel better? It was too much, too much sorrow for her. He pulled her beneath him, lying over her, somehow trying with his body to protect her from the ggrief. She came awake, her eyes wide, black. Swimming with tears. "Nicholas? What is it?" He touched his face, the lines of worry there. "You're crying, honey. I thought it would be good for you to cry, but no..
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You listen to me this one time, Dahlia. If something goes wrong, anything at all, you haul butt out of here fast. You have the cell phone and the number. Call Lily. The Ghost Walkers will be here as soon as possible." She caught him before he could turn away. "You listen to me this one time, Nicholas. If anything goes wrong, don't be a hero. Haul your butt out of there and in one piece. We'll call Lily, and she can send the others."
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Do you think anything else can go wrong tonight?" Kaden turned to look at Nicholas coming up behind her and nodded. "Yes ma'am. I'd say all kinds of things could go wrong."
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I can't help it, Kate. And I'm laughing at me. I feel like one of those sappy men who run around with a big grin on his face all the time. I feel like grinning all the time around you, and it's so idiotic.
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Rhianna flashed Rose a small smile. "Sometimes I have a chip on my shoulder. You know, the woe-is-me-I'm-such-a-martyr complex."
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You're mine, Isabeau. You'll always be mine. Make no mistake about it. Whether you choose to forgive me and give us a second chance, or you don't, you'll be my only.
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The GhostWalker Creed: We are the GhostWalkers, we life in the shadows. The sea, the earth, and the air are our domain. No fallen comrade will be left behind. We are loyalty and honor bound. We are invisible to our enemies and we destroy them where we find them. We believe in justice and we protect our country and those unable to protect themselves. What goes unseen, unheard, and unknown are GhostWalkers. There is honor in the shadows and i..
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Torture can be a two edged sword.
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No, they would not be happy to take my place at your side, cara mia, because I would promptly end their lives in a most unhappy way.' 'You are such a caveman, Julian. You look tall and elegant and princely, yet you have not matured beyond the cave.' ...'I have no intention of riding above caveman mentality,' he growled in her ear, his breath teasing tendrils of hair and sending little flames dancing through her bloodstream. 'There are so ma..
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One thing about Kane - he never did anything by halves.
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cell phones have a way of disliking the bayou and the river. It must be water thing." "But what about when you weren't i the bayou? Surely Calhoun gave you a cell phone to keep in touch when you were in town." "I melted two of them. he decided it wasn't worth it." He looked down at her to see if she was teasing him. Her gaze was all too serious. "You melted them?" She nodded. "I melt things. Accidentally." Nicholas wasn't touching that. Con..
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Sestrilla, hafelina Jue amourasestrilla Awou jue selaviena En patre jue Translation: Beloved one, little cat I love you for all time
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love
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forever
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I know 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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Where is everyone?" Cullen demanded, finally emerging from his car and gingerly looking around the deserted camp. He followed Tempest to the truck. "Darius is somewhere in the woods. He likes to string a hammock between two trees far away from all of us and have what he affectionately refers to as his quiet time."
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He knew he needed to release her, but once he allowed his physical connection to drop away, he was uncertain if he'd ever have a chance to reconnect. Instinctively, he knew Azami was elusive, like water flowing through fingers, or the wind shifting in the trees. He needed a way to seal her to him. "How does one court a woman in Japan? Do I need your brothers' permission?" She blinked again. Shocked. A hint of uncertainty crept into her eyes..
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If you wish to examine me to determine the sex of the child, you may do so." Her chin lifted. "But as you wish me to accept yourself, for your predatory nature, you must accept me as I am. My heart and soul may be Carpathian, but my mind is human. I will not be put on a shelf somewhere because you or my husband deems it necessary. Human women moved out of the dark ages a long time ago. My place is with Mikhail, and I must make my own decisi..
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You're in love, my old friend, and that is the downfall of all good men.
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You're a goner, Donovan. When a hungry man spends more time lookin' at his woman than eatin' , he's in trouble.
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Then I guess we cannot miss the famous festival in New Orleans," he found himself saying, just to take the shadows from her eyes. She was silent a moment, her fingers twisting in the blanket. "Do you mean it, Gregori? We can go?" "You know how much I love crowds of humans," he said, straight-faced. She laughed at him. "They don't bite." "I do," he said, the words low and soft, his silver gaze at once possessive."
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Have you ever heard of a condom? Don't Carpathians have condoms? Because I'm thinking that if you're all that worried, a condom might be just the thing." His smile was slow in coming. "I had not thought of that. As a rule Carpathians do not need such things."
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Christine Feehan |
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The real knife to a man's heart was his woman's tears.
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I know you are afraid, " he whispered softly, his hands sliding up her rib cage to her breasts. "But I am no longer a beast. You leashed the demon. There is only me, a man who very much wants to make love to his lifemate." She felt his breath against her nipple. "Let me show you how it is supposed to be. Beautiful. Such pleasure.I can bring you so much pleasure, " His mouth closed over her breast, hot and moist. The sound of his voice was ..
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Gregori brought Savannah's hand to the warmth of his mouth,his breath heating the pulse beating in her wrist. mon petit amour. There were tears in her voice, in her mind, like an iridescent prism. She needed him, his comfort,his support under her terrible weight of guilt and love and loss. he answered instantly,without hesitation, his eyes hot mercury. He tipped her chin up so that she met the brilliance of his silver gaze. , mon amour...
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His energy is very malevolent. Don't get sick or I'll start asking you if the baby is all right in front of him.
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Do you suppose we can take that as evidence? We could cut out the sections." Jonas snorted, "You can try taking a saw to that house, but personally, I'm not about to get anywhere near it with anything resembling a weapon."
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