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| 7ca0040 | His palm cupped her face, moved lovingly to her slender neck, his thumb feathering over her soft skin. He ached with love for her. "I promise to be careful." "Really careful," she insisted. He found the hard edges of his mouth turning up. "Really careful," he clarified." | jacques-and-shea | Christine Feehan | |
| 851c47e | An unusually large, rare, golden wolf trotted out of the timberline, circled the area warily, and sat down on its haunches only feet from Jacques. It watched him steadily with its strange golden eyes, completely unafraid. It seemed not to be affected by the fire, the lightning, or the Carpathian male. Jacques watched the animal equally intently, certain he was facing more than a wolf. The creature did not make an attempt to use the common m.. | jacques julian | Christine Feehan | |
| c6807d2 | Jacques' arms tightened possessively. His mouth was hungry against hers, needing to feed on her sweetness, her purity, to wipe out the remnants of the lingering demon. Her body was plaint and welcoming, her mouth as hungry as his. He flung his clothes in every direction and moved to gather her even closer. He felt her shift her weight, felt them both teeter, and then they were tumbling into the pool beneath them. Locked together, they went.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 25f6e16 | And maybe that was love. Being so vulnerable and allowing someone else in so far they could hurt you, but they could also give you everything. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 3254041 | I follow someone's lead until they prove to me they aren't worth it and thin I don't. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 31d2007 | Ward | Christine Feehan | ||
| de9750a | You smell different, Jacques." Shea inhaled his scent sharply, pulled back so she could look into his eyes. "Why do you smell different?" He laughed softly. "It is not a woman, red hair. Why are you so suspicious? I met another one such as myself in the forest. I was in need, and he offered his aid." "And you took it?" She was astonished. Jacques had certainly come a long way from the wary, dark, dangerous man she had first encountered. ".. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 22d3105 | Shea reached up to trail her fingertips over his neck. The massage was suggestive and reassuring at the same time. He reacted by crushing her to him, his mouth hard and dominating as he captured hers. He kissed her possessively, his body as demanding as his mouth. "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 was muffled against his chest. "No one ha.. | jacques-and-shea | Christine Feehan | |
| 154b563 | He knows we will hunt him now. He will try to run." Gregori shook his head. "No, he has worked too hard for revenge. This is hatred, Mikhail. He lives to kill, and we are the ones he must seek. He will stay here and continue to try to lure Shea to him." "You will warn Jacques." "There is no need. Jacques knows. He will keep Shea close to him. Jacques is dangerous, Mikhail. You persist in thinking him the younger brother you need to prote.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 98773f4 | You can't see yourself biting someone's neck, is that it?" Raven laughed softly. "I can't do it either. Yuck. Well..." She blushed, a faint pink stain spreading across her creamy skin. "Mikhail has a way of making it..." She trailed off. Shea found herself blushing, too. "Yeah, I know what you mean. Jacques seems to have that same way about him." | Christine Feehan | ||
| e0944a5 | Gregori was the one who came up with the idea about human psychic women, and I'm certain he's right. You and your mother support his theory. 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.. | men raven-and-shea | Christine Feehan | |
| 5dc38ce | Raven's blue eyes were steady on Gregori. "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 you for 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 p.. | mikhail raven shea | Christine Feehan | |
| 983dd01 | You don't know for sure if I'm pregnant." "Do not play games, Raven. Sometimes your rebellious ways grow tedious. I know you are with child. You cannot hide such a thing from me. Mikhail knows it to be true, and he knows he cannot allow your dangerous involvement in this mission to continue with you in such a condition." Raven flung out her ebony hair. "No one allows me to do anything. I decide. I was born and raised human, Gregori," she .. | mikhail-and-raven | Christine Feehan | |
| 63df03b | He buried his face in her neck and held her in his arms, absorbing the form the shape of her, the miracle of her. It had been so long since he held her, loved her, taken all that she was and given her everything he was. "I missed you." It was a ridiculous declaration. "Missed her" didn't begin to cover at all how he felt." | romance shifters | Christine Feehan | |
| c4aac41 | I'm in love with you Ashe. I'm not offering you a lot in the way of white picket fences and social status, but I can tell you that I'll love you with every breath I take. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 1669cfa | I'm not just a brain to you. I'm a person. | fantasy paranormal romance | Christine Feehan | |
| acf6895 | The healer is right, you know. This is far too dangerous to allow you to do. I do not know what I was thinking." "The healer can mind his own business." Shea sent Jacques a haughty, over-the-shoulder glare. "The healer may be an intelligent miracle-worker, but he does not know the first thing about women. Don't make the mistake of listening to him in that particular department. Even with your memory lost, you know far more than that idiot... | Christine Feehan | ||
| eb5f193 | Feed, Jacques. I offer my life freely to you as you have so many times done for me." Mikhail slashed his wrist and held it out to his brother. The moment the richness spilled into his mouth, the taste and surge of power brought a rush of fragments of memories. Mikhail laughing, pushing Jacques from a tree branch playfully. Mikhail's body crouched low, protectively, in front of his as a vampire with brown-stained teeth began to grow long, d.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 4d1dd91 | He knew she was his lifemate when she was just a child, and he had given her time. Space. Unconditional love. He never demanded anything of her. He never told her how difficult it was for him-- that she was his salvation-- just out of his reach. He had always been there for her, in the middle of the night, when her violent past was too close and she couldn't sleep, when nightmares haunted her to the point she couldn't breathe. He was there,.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 8e44ea7 | No one, not even Mikhail Dubrinsky, the prince of the Carpathian people, would be able to stop a war if the Lycans harmed her. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 388b49f | Her lips brushed his chin, feathered along his jaw, then nibbled enticingly at the edge of his mouth. "I think you should be locked up. You're positively lethal to women." "Not to women, only to you." Gregori stopped her teasing mouth with his own, taking possession despite the fact that the boat was almost alongside them. He was helpless in the web of her spell. She was magic, beauty, fascination." -- | lethal-to-women | Christine Feehan | |
| 214eb17 | Sensations were completely different. Like the night she had run free as the wolf, Savannah now had the senses of a bird of prey. Her vision was sharp and clear, her eyes enormously wide. She spread her wings experimentally, then flapped them in the light drizzle. They were much bigger than she had anticipated. It delighted her, and she flapped them harder so she could create a wind, causing waves in the water standing in the patio. Grego.. | love spoilsport | Christine Feehan | |
| 0e4dca9 | The storm is passing over us. Do you want to go to the bayou this night?" he asked softly, separating her hair deftly and beginning to weave it into a thick braid. She loved the feel of his hands in her hair, his fingers massaging her scalp, tugging so gently on the thick length of braid. She reached up to place a palm over her bare shoulder, the exact spot where his lips had touched her. "I would love to go to the bayou with you." He smi.. | gregori-and-savannah heart | Christine Feehan | |
| e99f985 | 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 do much blood in the human body? Or that it could be so sticky and get everywhere? | dark-series k paranormal-romance | Christine Feehan | |
| 0a5a820 | I want to marry Gino," Zara admitted. "I'm crazy in love with him. I can't stand it when he isn't close to me, but I don't know the first thing about relationships, being a wife, making him a home and making him happy." | fantasy paranormal romance | Christine Feehan | |
| 4731a5c | Grief does strange things to people. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 423bd8b | He sensed the return of her restlessness. "What is it?" "Let's do something, Gregori. Something that has nothing to do with the hunt. Something different. Something touristy." "The streets are flooded tonight," he pointed out. She shrugged. "I know. I was just looking at some pamphlets earlier, on all the tourist attractions here," Savannah said nonchalantly. Gregori looked up alertly at the carefully calculated disinterest in her voice.. | tour-of-the-bayou wizened | Christine Feehan | |
| 21db9d0 | Gregori went to her because he had to; he had no other choice. Nothing, no obstacle could have prevented him from getting to her side. His arm snaked out and dragged her to him, his mouth meeting hers with the ferocious intensity of the storm. He couldn't find the words, had no words to give her, only this, his fierce need to show her what she was to him. What she gave to him. Life. Everything. | life | Christine Feehan | |
| 94013dd | Savannah shook her head and banged it against the heavy muscles of his chest. "I hate this, Gregori. I feel so useless. I feel like I'm endangering you. We are lifemates. I asked you to meet me halfway in my world, and you've done it. You've done everything I've asked of you. What have I done to live in your world with you?" Gregori bent his dark head to the slim white column of her neck. "You are my world, , my very existence. You are wh.. | walk-in-death | Christine Feehan | |
| 75d3ab5 | Tell me what you want me to do," Gary said almost eagerly. He was sick of bullies pushing him around. "You are going to walk in by yourself and fish for as much information as you can get before they try to kill you," Gregori answered. " . I hope that's the operative word," Gary said nervously. " to kill me." "You will not have to worry about yourself," Gregori informed him, his voice utterly confident. "But it is necessary that the pol.. | good-in-a-fight gregori-and-savannah poison rambo reputation | Christine Feehan | |
| fa0cd1c | Shea took her time braiding her hair, fussing over her blue jeans, adjusting her ribbed cotton shirt, allowing her mind time to cope with the new knowledge. It was frightening yet fascinating. She wished she had observed it in someone other than herself. It was hard to accept it clinically when it was her own body she was studying. She nearly dropped her brush. Just the low velvet touch of his voice sent heat curling through her body. .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| b249c9b | A block from his hotel, Gary cleared his throat. "I thought you said going back to my room might be dangerous." "Life is dangerous, Gary," Gregori said softly. "You are , remember?" Savannah's laughter rang out, rivaling the jazz quartet playing on the corner. Heads turned to listen to her, then to watch her, stealing away the attention of the audience gathered in a loose semi-circle around the quartet. She moved in the human world, comp.. | gregori-and-savannah hero old-showing rambo | Christine Feehan | |
| eb04bae | Gary was looking from one to the other in alarm. "What is it?" "Remain calm. Savannah is very sensitive to evil. She can feel it, and I can touch it through her, but I cannot detect it within the room myself." "Are we in danger?" Gary found the idea more exciting than frightening. He was looking forward to action. . Savannah and Gregori exchanged a sudden smile. "Gary." Savannah couldn't help herself. "You've seen too many movies." | gregori-and-savannah rambo-style too-many-movies | Christine Feehan | |
| f1107cd | 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 | Christine Feehan | ||
| 0f4c56b | 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.. | gary gregori-and-savannah haha sense-of-humor | Christine Feehan | |
| db5b596 | 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." | gregori growl haha | Christine Feehan | |
| 0e4eef0 | 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.. | saying-it | Christine Feehan | |
| d975e2b | I burn for you. Even in my sleep, the sleep of our people where there can be no thought, I burn for you. | gregori-to-savannah | Christine Feehan | |
| f67ba79 | 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 .. | gary gregori-and-savannah | Christine Feehan | |
| df22449 | 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.. | gary gregori-and-savannah hero | Christine Feehan | |
| b52552b | 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... | Christine Feehan | ||
| e9aa75c | 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. " | impression zev | Christine Feehan | |
| 07be5e8 | 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 | Christine Feehan | ||
| ab9a732 | 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.. | fen-and-tatijana zev | Christine Feehan |