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| e0bb875 | Well," said Tim. "They pat us down pretty good, and take all of our weapons before we go in. We're going to have to smuggle in the stake." "And how do you propose to do that?" asked Frank. The grimace on his face suggested he already had a pretty good idea of what the answer was going to be. "We've got to shove it up Cooper's ass." Frank sighed. "Of course you do." | Robert Bevan | ||
| 0812984 | Redemption, when guilt leads to good" Pat Conroy" | Frank Gruttadauria | ||
| 15be003 | I think you are a very good tiger," said Dorothy, patting the huge head of the beast. "In that you are mistaken," was the reply. "I am a good beast, perhaps, but a disgracefully bad tiger. For it is the nature of tigers to be cruel and ferocious, and in refusing to eat harmless living creatures I am acting as no good tiger has ever before acted. That is why I left the forest and joined my friend the Cowardly Lion." | L. Frank Baum | ||
| 3cb5b4b | Once Mamaw's eased her body onto the seat, pinning me in so tightly that a seat belt would just be redundant, we head out of the parking lot and onto the open road. Mamaw and Papaw have agreed to take me shopping for Mackenzie's birthday present, and we're heading out to The Square at the breakneck speed of thirty-four miles per hour. "Slow down, Frank," my mamaw commands, patting my knee. "We've got precious cargo." He eases up on the gas .. | Alecia Whitaker | ||
| 41f592b | If Man retained faith in God, he might also retain faith in Man. He remembered words which for four months he had not heard, read, or uttered, the most beautiful words in the language - faith and hope. | Pat Frank | ||
| 6d72097 | Our whole raison d'etre was deterrent force. When you don't deter them any longer, you lose. | Pat Frank | ||
| cb1f143 | atheism, which is mere emptiness and too depressing for words, and leads to socialism. | Julian Barnes | ||
| 8c98cb5 | Raven paced restlessly across the floor of the cabin, sending Jacques a little self-mocking smile. "I'm very good at waiting." "I can see that," Jacques agreed dryly. "Come on, Jacques"-- Raven made the length of the room again, turned to face him--" don't you find this even a little bit nerve-racking?" He leaned lazily back in his chair, flashing a cocky grin. "Being caged up with a beautiful lunatic, you mean?" "Ha, ha, ha. Do all Car.. | jacques raven | Christine Feehan | |
| b89fb67 | You freakin' hussy. You're going into heat aren't you? Oh my God I'm saving us both. We'll go back to the swamp. Even if he tries to track u, no one is as good as we are there. I just have to hide you until it's over. You should have told me Don't tell me you didn't know, Bebe, because that's why you rose and accepted his claim. You were feeling all amorous and you were willin' to throw me to that wolf just for sex | Christine Feehan | ||
| f21d991 | Gregori heaved a sigh. "Take command of your woman, Mikhail. That is the best advice I can give you." "She needs to feel free." Gregori's eyebrow shot up. "She is essential to the existence of our species. You need to keep her under tight protection." He meant under control, and disapproval tinged his tone. Mikhail burst out laughing. "I want to see you find a lifemate, Gregori, one like Raven. She will hold you in the palm of her hand." "I.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 6858b37 | Accept your nature, Mikhail. Accept yourself as you are." Mikhail's laughter was bitter. "Everything is so clear to you. You say I am one of God's children. I have purpose, I should accept my nature. My nature is to take what I believe is mine, hold it, protect it. Chain it to my side if necessary. I cannot let her go. I cannot. She is like the wind, open and free. If I caged the wind, would it die?" "Then don't cage it, Mikhail. Trust it.. | mikhail the-wind | Christine Feehan | |
| 8b311c4 | He was becoming intimate with her mind, with her body, like a lover, though he had not yet shared her body or mind in the way he wanted. Darius | Christine Feehan | ||
| e60ae3e | Just like the movements in a symphony, the rain sent vibrations through his body, painting the world in a physical map of mountains, valleys and high peaks dropping into deep ravines. The physical structures were all created by sound itself, and the colors were intense and vivid--substance created by sound, by feeling. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 6eca494 | How do you keep your emotions so under control, Nicolas? Even when you're doing things that have to bother you?" She glanced up at him to make certain her question hadn't upset him. "I don't do anything unless I believe it is necessary. If it's necessary then there's no reason for me to be bothered by it. The universe has a natural order. I do my best to flow with it and not try to control things outside of myself. The truth is, control is .. | meditative philosophical | Christine Feehan | |
| a619e15 | All right Bebe, we're in trouble. You get that don' you? | Christine Feehan | ||
| 1663b0b | Well, put that lovely treasure back in your pants and calm down. | Christine Feehan | ||
| bf8a269 | I can't survive losing you twice. -Blythe | Christine Feehan | ||
| 60f795e | She was inexperienced and she didn't give herself lightly, but he could have her. He just wanted to be her choice. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 645215a | Sorry, ma'am. We can't let you do that either. He's in a much better mood when he gets laid regularly. | Christine Feehan | ||
| d3d4ecf | Climb back up here. We're going to have to jump." She stated it so calmly he almost didn't comprehend. His head snapped around. "Are you out of your fucking mind, Rose? You're pregnant. You can't jump out of a moving car." "Well, it's that or go with it into the ravine. I prefer the sand. Move it, soldier. You've got about fifteen seconds." She wasn't kidding. The woman was insane, already opening the driver's door and bailing before he cou.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 8e8269a | He was certain she had an infirmity, some rare, peculiar mental disorder from birth, that made her do the opposite of what any authority figure told her. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 78d685e | Are you hurt? Don't lie to me, Rose. If you hurt yourself when you jumped from the sedan, you need to admit it, not be ashamed. It was a dumb plan, but we got away." She gritted her teeth, breathing through her mouth. When she could speak, she made a strangling sound deep in her throat. "I'm not hurt." He glared down at her with a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. "What the hell is wrong with you?" "Nothing is wrong with me. This is c.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 2dd1f7b | She could see into his soul, the barely leashed beast always striving for dominance, never quite conquered. She could see his fear of losing her, of being forever vampire, loathed and hunted by his own kind. And she could see his terrible need to protect her, keep her safe, and his need to please her. He wanted to earn her respect and love, be worthy of it. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 44534cc | Just like the sea, she was turbulent and wild, angry and loving. She felt every sensation, but it was only here, with water around her, that she dared let herself feel so strongly, so passionately. | Christine Feehan | ||
| d32cfc6 | Her mouth was perfect under his, her taste wrapping him up in addiction. He craved her the way others might drugs. The depth of his feelings shook him. The passion and love mixed together inside him, welling up like a volcano, consumed him. | Christine Feehan | ||
| aeeccb0 | He'd been ten years old when he'd last begged someone for something, and he'd promised himself he'd never do it again, but this was too important. | Christine Feehan | ||
| d85da57 | I can understand why you want to hang with her, but seriously, what does she see in you? | Christine Feehan | ||
| a22a137 | Blythe was Viktor's in. He'd arranged a casual meeting and swept her off her feet. He was good with women. He knew exactly how to read them and what they wanted and needed. He was good at providing. | sea-haven sisters-of-the-heart | Christine Feehan | |
| c76982f | Blythe turned the tables on him. She was genuine. Sweet. Protective. Nurturing. Everything he'd never had and didn't know he needed or wanted. It was impossible not to love her. | sea-haven sisters-of-the-heart | Christine Feehan | |
| 2196355 | Love transcends all evil | Christine Feehan | ||
| 76084ef | There isn't much left in me at all. Until you. You're the good. Don't take that away from me. I'm thinking my man may be a little slow on the uptake. We're a done deal. We're together. If you mean what you say and I'm important to you, then who I am has to be important. I'm that girl from the swamp without a family, without a parent, or anyone at all. I made my own rules. I can't be anyone else, even for you. You're mine Evangeline. You nev.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 2b77e1d | Her mouth was a miracle, plain and simple. Heaven. He had never believed in heaven or God until that moment. Until he found it in her. | Christine Feehan | ||
| fa312c6 | She sounded dazed. He felt movement and managed to turn his head toward her and pry open one eye. She lifted her head and looked pointedly at his soft cock with a small smile. "You're feeling optimistic, aren't you?" she said aloud, laughter in her voice. His fingers found her hair, wrapping a length around his fist. He gave a gentle tug and made an effort to find his voice. "That's a challenge, woman, and all good soldiers find a way to m.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| c095e35 | Stop strokin' that gun, Kyle," Gator said. "You're makin' me nervous. I'm thinkin' you're about to make love to the damn thing." "She is purty," Kyle said, giving the gun one last caress, his eye watching the truck ahead. "Slow down a little, and let them get ahead of us, Gator." "What if they put up a roadblock?" Jonas asked. Ryland opened one eye. "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Can the chatter and let me sleep. We've got swi.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 8396c1d | Debriefing was a lot of bullshit. Sam wanted to leap out of his seat and go find his woman. He'd never actually had a woman to come home to, and now that he did, he had to sit like a kindergartener, wiggling around his chair, anxious to see her--inspect her--and make certain she didn't have so much as a scratch on her. Fucking Whitney, attacking the compound when there were just a few men and women to defend it. She wasn't hurt . . . "Sam, .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| e92311f | Nicolas felt awkward. If she needed him to shoot someone for her, he was her man, but comforting her was something altogether different. He didn't like feeling uncertain; it was foreign to his nature. Men didn't pet women like dogs, did they? He put his arm around her, drew her closer to him. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 7fb6be7 | Desari reached up to trace his lips. "You have a perfect mouth, Julian. An amazingly perfect mouth." He arched an eyebrow at her. "Just my mouth is amazing?" "You are such a man." Her eyes laughed at him. "You need constant reassurance that you are magnificent." He nodded. "Magnificent.I like that. I could live with magnificent. Good choice of words,lifemate." She circled his neck with her arms. "Arrogant male. Darius is right, you know.You.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 05fbefd | I steal things." "You do what?" She wanted to smile at the incredulous tone. "Is stealing worse than killing? I thought it was all bad." "You just surprised me." He didn't flinch at her candid assessment of what he did, but it bothered him--and people's opinions didn't bother him. He had his own moral code, a code of strict honor. It shouldn't matter what she said . . . but it did. She wasn't accusing or even judgmental, just matter-of-fact.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| a45ed0c | Even so, the two of us look memorable in these clothes. And your shirt is transparent. I don't think I can take a bunch of men ogling you." He didn't look up as he took his rifle apart and carefully wrapped it around before putting it in his pack. The ammunition belt followed, along with every other visible weapon. Dahlia gasped and crossed her arms over her breasts. "You could have said something." "I didn't want to embarrassed you." This .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| f22179e | All the while, he was conscious of the sound of water. Dahlia was taking a shower. No matter how hard he tried to prevent it, his imagined insisted on conjuring up a vivid picture of Dahlia naked, wet, her hair slick and her face turned up to the hot spray. He closed his eyes against the image and groaned softly. Where had all his self-discipline gone? His tremendous control? He couldn't blame energy, sexual or otherwise, for his fantasies... | Christine Feehan | ||
| 4e6ffb9 | Coffee. It was decisive. Without their women, their chosen drink would always be what it had been. | Christine Feehan | ||
| f06ab2b | You grow sleepy, ," Julian whispered, leaning down to kiss her forehea. "We should go to your brother's chamber. I will check him once more before we go to ground." Desari refused to open her eyes. She made a soft purring sound, completely contented to lie in his arms. "Not yet, Julian," she protested softly. "I do not want to leave this place for a little while longer." "I can feel how tired you are, my love. I can do no other than-" "Do n.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 0f6b86e | Go take a shower. Use cold water, it will help." It took him a moment to control the urgent demands of his body. As he stepped away from her, the pad of his finger slipped down her throat and trailed over the swell of her breast before he dropped his hand to his side. Dahlia shivered at his touch. She remained still, only inches from him, refusing to back away . . . or move forward. "Fortunately, Jesse stashed some clothes here for me. He'.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 3a23e91 | She gave a little delicate sniff. "You're supposed to be explaining yourself. When one's lifemate refuses to claim his woman, there should be a reasonable explanation." "You have no desire for me to claim you," he pointed out. | Christine Feehan |