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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 10d77eb | We don't mind enemies. We wouldn't know what to do without them. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 50607a2 | When you don't know what to do, stand still. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 070528d | How many more children do you think I'll be able to handle?" Blythe asked, her voice infused with a mixture of laughter, genuine puzzlement and a touch of exasperation. Alena and Steele looked at each other. They looked at Darby. Then Lana. All of them shrugged at the same time. It was Steele who answered. "Any number, Blythe. However many need you." | Christine Feehan | ||
| 9b5d7ad | I love that when I finally have something, it's you. Your body. Your mind. Your heart. I'm going after that you know. Your heart. I want complete surrender from you. Nothing less will do. | Christine Feehan | ||
| f02aaaa | What had he done to try to save himself? Nothing. He'd done nothing. He'd let fate decide, closing his eyes and giving himself up to the judgment of the universe. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 557f0c6 | Ricco went absolutely still. The pitch was low and sweet. That tone pushed into his chest, right into his center, as if it were a key unlocking something tight and hard in him. He moved his hand over his heart as an unknown emotion seized it hard, wrenching, twisting, forcing that lock to open so that his own music could be heard pounding in his ear, beating like a lost drum seeking the right rhythm. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 1dcfca4 | The lights threw her Shadow into sharp relief behind her on the wall. The shadow was dark and thin, but threw out strong tubes, feelers reaching toward other shadows. When there were none, the feelers reached farther for connections, elongating, seeking, prompting another step from her. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| d83095b | For the first time in her life she had the urge to turn around and flee. She knew danger when she saw it, and Ricco Ferraro was pure danger. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| de3ab4c | She was mixed--Japanese and American. Nothing. A nothing. A nobody. The 'kanji' in her last name meant "female devil." She didn't even know what her real last name was because she'd dishonored the family simply be being born." | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 79f82b7 | Her "family," the ones so gracious and honorable to take in two orphans, were harsh with her for her own good so she wouldn't become the whore her mother had been." | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| afb8f4c | He leaned into her, his mouth against her ear. "Breathe for me, Mariko. Just breathe." | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 80dc9bc | Just once, even if it wasn't real she wanted to feel as if a man saw only her. No one else. For those moments, she was his world. His canvas. He saw beauty in her. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 58488d4 | For one moment his mask slipped and she saw his eyes go dark with desire. Every line in his face was etched with a sensuality that kept her breath trapped deep in her lungs. No one had ever looked at her like that in her life. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 6c1e103 | Communication is very important between us at all times." He bent his head as he lifted the hair from the back of her neck. "For instance, I find your neck incredibly sexy. You look both vulnerable and sensual with your hair up. With it down, you look wild and beautiful. Just as sensual, but in a completely different way." | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 37922c7 | For the first time in her life she felt weak with wanting. With need. Yet at the same time, she did feel sort of attractive. She was aware of herself as a woman, as feminine, when she'd always felt masculine. He'd given her that, and she'd be forever grateful. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 414b4df | He had learned to kill and then he had killed. Many times. Fourteen was far too young for his artistic mind to accept the violence and he'd been fortunate that he'd met his teacher, a rope master of more than forty years. The art had saved his sanity and his life. He needed it like others needed air. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 14840e7 | Her courage humbled him. The immense trust it took to allow herself to be tied by him, even in the name of art, was astonishing for a woman like her. It was a true power exchange between them and he loved that. Even craved it. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| a1f323d | He needed a woman strong enough to accept that he would always need his ropes. They anchored him. Centered him. The moment he touched them, those dark shifting shadows inside him subsided. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| e71074c | He caught her hand, curling his fingers around hers and bringing it to his chest as he leaned into her. "I'm sorry for being a dick. Sometimes I just am, but I'll watch it. Giovanni snorted his derision. "Sometimes? Don't believe a fucking thing he says, Mariko. It's 'all' the time." | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 8b63876 | She had the strangest need, almost a compulsion, to shield Ricco from his brother's scrutiny. From all of them. She sensed he detested appearing weak in front of anyone, but especially his family. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 8812c99 | As she'd grown, she moved through life in silence, hoping not to be noticed, afraid of drawing attention to herself. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 279572f | Suddenly she could barely breathe. She was always calm, yet now, in the face of the knowledge that she might never find her brother, never be able to tell him that she cared, she couldn't breathe. Couldn't find a way to catch her breath. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 7c2b7ae | He preferred curves to supermodel thin. He didn't understand why women were so hard on themselves. Francesca was beautiful and he didn't want a single pound to go away. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 9913771 | He was just so intimidating and darkly sensual, filling the room with his presence until she could barely think straight. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 5fd3bd5 | Could she give herself to him? She knew two things about him. He was a man with a strict code of honor, and he was a very dangerous man capable of swift violence. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| b80f26f | My grandfather was in love with my grandmother. They were inseparable. They detested being apart. I've seen real love. I've felt it when I was with them. They died three hours apart. My grandmother first and then my grandfather followed. Love exists and that's what I'm offering you. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 4d8191d | She moistened her lips and lifted her lashes to look into his piercing blue eyes. There was a mixture there. Possession. Desire. Triumph. Demand. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 481af0c | She moistened her lips and lifted her lashes to look into his piercing blue eyes. There was a mixture there. Possession. Desire. Triumph. Demand." "There's no taking it back, Francesca." He warned." | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| e28b274 | A part of her was thrilled. The same part was terrified. Already it felt too much like ownership. As if he had already branded her in her bones. In her soul. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 9f57eb4 | 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, bambina, I love that." | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| f67c121 | Stefano threw back his head and laughed. She loved the sound. Carefree. Masculine. Enjoying life. He didn't laugh a lot. "You, bambina, were celebrating me finding you." | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 4495266 | He needed her to know who he was-her man. Her lover. The man she trusted to always take care of her, have her back, give her everything. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| b80972c | Vittorio had recognized early on he had a gift. His voice could be compelling, or commanding, and those in a room reacted to it. He could calm others down, arouse or infuriate, all with his tone. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 87eb490 | By conversing about the weather, a job, just everyday things, whoever was listening would be able to ascertain a rythm to a voice. The way a person breathed. Their heartbeat. That would help indicate if they suddenly told a lie. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 8f49a86 | She glanced at it now, thrown from the light from the flames dancing in the fireplace. Her shadow and Vittorio's were connected. More than connected. The tubes had intertwined to the point that it appeared to be one shadow, not two. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 0fdbbb7 | She kept her arm firmly around his waist, fitting under his shoulder when she never would have walked so Intimately with a man. Strangely, she didn't mind. In fact, she liked thinking of him as hers to take care of... | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 271a05d | She had more practice than any other rider that she knew of in hiding how she felt, yet Ricco read her. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 751200f | Stay with me, Mariko. I want you to stay." That's all Ricco had said. In that voice. The one that whispered over her skin and seeped into her pores to drown her in him. In his will. He left it to her--her choice. Bit then, she was coming to understand, with Ricco Ferraro, she had very little will of her own." | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 95557e4 | She didn't think she had anything to offer him. He got that. She had no money, no family, nothing at all in her eyes. Yet she gave him this magnificent gift - her and her trust, when she had no reason to trust anyone, least of all him. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 5aa60f8 | You have to trust me to take care of you through this," Stefano said, "I know it's upsetting, but you have us now. You're not alone. [...]you won't be alone ever again, bella. You're mine. I take care of what's mine." "Ours," Ricco corrected. "'Famiglia" | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 2d10793 | She had no idea what a gift she'd just given him. She was the one he'd searched for. She was the one he hadn't believed could possibly exist. She had strength, a backbone of steel, and yet she could put herself in his hands and give him what he needed in their relationship. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| a793fff | You're a good man, Vittorio. No matter what, you're a good man. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| dfd5e19 | He knew he had to have harmony in his home at all times. He had to have a sanctuary where, no matter the horrors he saw, the things he had to do in order to bring justice to those who would harm others, he could find his peace. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 59ab25d | I never ever expected to meet a woman I wanted to spend my life with, let alone think I would ever admit to anyone what I was really like. You said you had nothing to give me in return for the things I do for you, but you can clearly see that wouldn't be the case. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan |