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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 500eaf4 | She was known as QBSITDROH" She rattled off the letters fast as if she'd used them often. [...] "You'll have to teach your special name to sisters-in-law. They occasionally need a humorous way to cope. What does it stand for?" "Queen bitch spawned in the deepest recesses of hell." | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 415faa8 | It was at home, when she was alone with herself, the way she'd been her entire life, that she was lost. She had no purpose. No focus. No center to balance her. Now, this man, Vittorio Ferraro, an amazing, sensual, intelligent man offered those things to her. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 487cc91 | He was born a shadow rider and trained from the time he was two. There was no other job or interest for him. It was considered a sacred duty and no rider, if he was capable, would ever walk away from it, no matter how difficult. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 77dd5b9 | The life was lonely, regimented, dangerous and formidable. Now that he had Grace in his life, even for a short few weeks, he wasn't willing to go back to that stark, lonely existence. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 5f50b8e | For all the downsides to being a rider, there was his family. Always there. Always ready to help and watch out for one another. His family was one of the biggest gifts he had to offer Grace. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 0ef1e19 | What did she think? That a man like Vittorio Ferraro was playing an elaborate hoax on her? That was absurd. She just knew she knew she couldn't take rejection from him, so it was easier to leap on the first legitimate excuse to run. Her jumbled fears weren't making any sense. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| dd89176 | His breath hitched. His lungs seized. She was the last thing he'd expected to happen because...frankly...a woman like her was so rare. He didn't know how to feel about it, but suddenly there was nothing else more important, not even Ferraro family business. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 00c4b20 | She didn't want to be that girl, the one curled up in a little ball. The one under the covers in the fetal position. She'd been there hundreds of times and every single time she'd told herself to stand up. This time, win or lose, if she just stood up, she had the very real opportunity, which would never come again, to be with a man she'd dreamt of. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 0057629 | He looked gorgeous. Tough. Dangerous. Completely hot. And he was all hers. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| bc8f025 | Stop," Ricco all but snarled the command. "You're a Ferraro. You never, ever fucking let them see they got to you. Even here, Francesca, you keep your head up. You remember who you are. If you can't do it for yourself, you do it for him. For Stefano. I know you love him." | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 26b5efb | Mine." He nearly spat the word. Telling her. Wanting that word branded into her bones. Wanting his name carved deep into her soul. She. Was. 'His'. His everything." | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 61aec43 | You're kind of a caveman, sometimes, Stefano. But it's sexy. Really, really sexy. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense | Christine Feehan | |
| 20d0cfa | She looked desperate. He felt that way. He wasn't about to be separated from her. "No matter what, I'll be with you," he promised." | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| be45fe5 | You make me feel alive, Grace. Every cell in my body wakes up around you. My heart. Who knew it was even possible? | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| a772d57 | Don't talk, Grace. Save your strength. I've got this. All you have to do is stay alive for me. I'll take care of everything else. Will you do that for me? Just stay alive." Her nod was nearly imperceptible, but it was there." | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 20010cc | It was just her luck to be in the worst possible circumstances when she met the hottest man in the entire world. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| ccb2235 | I want you to be mine completely. I need you to give yourself to me the way you kiss me. More importantly, I need to be your man. The one who shelters you, protects you, gives you everything. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| c04b714 | Someone to care about him. Someone to be his center. Someone to make him feel alive and passionate about living. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| e1d8b82 | His voice. It was beautiful. Low. Soothing, yet the same time, there was absolute command, as if he ruled the world and knew it. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| bdc3eb9 | She was the one. His only. He knew it with every fiber of his being. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 4c91e82 | How could she not answer him more fully when he was looking at her so directly? When the deep, commanding way he said her name made her feel that if she didn't tell him the truth, he would be disappointed. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 5bd51f9 | It was as if the very shadows connected them and she could feel his emotions. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| a1099ba | There's an old saying about curls and being bad. He groaned, bringing her hand to his mouth before settling into the driver's seat. Grand-mere used to quote that to me. I don't have curls. I have waves. Wavy hair is much manlier. | Christine Feehan | ||
| b988f1a | Where is all that marvelous respect a man as powerful as myself deserves?" His thumb stroked across her full lower lip, a sensuous caress. Raven closed her eyes against the inevitable. She wanted to cry. Her feelings for him were so strong, her throat was aching and burning. Mikhail brushed her eyes with his lips, tasted a tear, sought refuge in the sweetness of her mouth. "Why would you cry for me, Raven?" he murmured against her throat. .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 8eb493c | His entire body shuddered with pleasure. He caught her hips in his hands, surged forward to to bury himself deep inside of her. A safe haven. His world was changed forever. He no longer walked the earth utterly alone. He would never be alone again. Antonietta changed his world. Brought him light in his unrelenting darkness. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 455ca08 | He could hurry everything else in his life, but he was never going to make the mistake of hurrying his time with Grace. She was too important and everything else could take a backseat. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 8796e0e | She would be a part of their world and that meant secrecy at all times. She couldn't tell a soul anything he told her. Trust worked both ways and he was trusting her with his life and the lives of his family members. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 83790ea | He could see faint streaks of light as if the man left behind prints. They didn't appear like footprints, there were more faint bluish lights, more of a blob-line than a print, but every person left them behind and from shadows he could see them. He couldn't spot the imaging once out of tube, but the shadows acted as if he was seeing through a thermal lens. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 114b2d2 | I want you to come stay in my home. At least until we find and dispose of the assassins." Raven walked several steps in silence. He had said we, as if they were a team. That pleased her. "You know, Mikhail, it was the strangest thing today. Not one person at the inn or in the village seemed to know of the murder." His finger flicked along her delicate cheekbone. "And you said nothing." She flashed him a quelling glance from under long lashe.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 1d83474 | He breathed away all the anger, all emotions, cloaking himself with Grace and everything in him settled, once more allowing complete control. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 345c036 | It was her acceptance that brought him back to sanity. This woman was not in a trance; she was offering herself freely because she felt his raging need, because she trusted him to stop before he hurt her, before he killed her. Mikhail's tongue lapped across her breast, closed the wound. He lifted his head, his dark eyes still glowing with the beast, the taste of her in his mouth, on his lips. He swore softly, bitterly, his self-loathing tot.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| fcfade8 | Stay with me, little one. I remained in this world because of you. You will have to be strong for both of us. Can you hear me, Raven? Do not leave me. I can make you happy. I know I can. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 6853b5e | I nearly killed a woman tonight." He confessed it harshly, his dark eyes wounded. "You told me God made us for a purpose, that we were created by him. I am more beast than man, Edgar, and I cannot continue to delude myself. I would seek eternal rest, but even that is denied me. Assassins stalk my people. I have no right to leave them until I know they are protected. Now my woman is in danger, not only from me but from my enemies." Edgar puf.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 9dc20c4 | She was purity. Goodness. Compassion. The other half of his soul. Light to his darkness. Everything that he was not. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 96acf10 | Now my woman is in danger, not only from me but from my enemies." Edgar puffed at his pipe calmly. "You said 'my woman.' You love this woman?" Mikhail waved a dismissing hand. "She is mine." It was a statement, a decree. How could he say "love"? It was an insipid word for what he felt. She was purity. Goodness. Compassion. The other half of his soul. Light to his darkness. Everything that he was not." | Christine Feehan | ||
| 7d6268c | Vittorio practiced discipline at all times. This was one of those times when he needed to stay very calm. Deep inside, the volcano that could emerge was at a boiling point. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 5cee22c | She's an innocent, Father. I told myself I would not do this thing, that it was wrong, but I knew I would." It was a measure of his distress that he called the priest "Father." "And knowing you would do something you believe is wrong, you still did it. You must have had a good reason." "Selfishness. Did you not hear me? I, I, I. Everything for myself. I found a reason to continue my existence and I took what did not belong to me, and still,.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| a388625 | He was lonely. He wanted his own family. A wife. Children. Someone to come home to. Someone to care for, to take care of. He needed a purpose. His lifestyle had no balance. He needed someone to become his center, to anchor him. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| ac79561 | He was a complete stranger to her, but he knew that connection between them had started there in the parking lot, their shadows touching coiling together, their eyes meeting. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 4630c3c | He heart beating too fast. He had always known he had no chance at finding a woman of his own, one who might be able to love him, to live with him, and in the blink of an eye that had turned around. Just as fast, she was being taken from him. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| e958cc6 | He brought justice to all kinds of criminals. The rule had been drilled into him over and over:'Never let it be personal.' This was as personal as it was going to get. | romance shadow-rider-series suspense-thriller | Christine Feehan | |
| 5ac5fee | I could love you all night, Raven," he murmured enticingly against her throat. His hands moved over her body, leaving fire in their wake. "I want to love you all night." "Isn't that the point? It's dawn." Her hands had a mind of their own, finding every defined muscle with her fingertips, stroking across his hard male form, seeking her own exploration. "Then I will spend the day making love to you." He whispered the words against her mouth,.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 9269dd8 | She couldn't resist teasing him. He was unruffled. Raven stepped into the shower and released the thick braid so she could shampoo her hair. His laughter held deep, genuine amusement. Without meaning to, Raven communicated a sultry invitation. She touched his mark over her breast with light fingertips. The contact caused her blood to heat, the mark to throb. There was self-mockery in his tone, guilt in his mind. She laughed softly. H.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 8b62843 | She couldn't resist teasing him. He was unruffled. Raven stepped into the shower and released the thick braid so she could shampoo her hair. His laughter held deep, genuine amusement. | Christine Feehan |