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| fb17335 | Mikhail paced beside her, studied her averted face. "You are going in the wrong direction, Raven." He put his hand at the small of her back to guide her. Raven stiffened, and then twisted away from him. "Maybe I don't want to go back, Mikhail. Maybe I don't really know who you are at all." There was more hurt than anger in her voice. Mikhail sighed heavily and reached for her, his grip unbreakable iron. "We will talk in the warmth and comfo.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 0436731 | I am a Carpathian male. I have the blood of the earth flowing in my veins. I have waited centuries for my lifemate. Carpathian men do not like other men near their women. I am struggling with unfamiliar emotions, Raven. They are not easy to control. You do not behave as a Carpathian woman would." A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. Mikhail leaned lazily against the wall. "I did not expect to come home to find you gone. You put .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 4697d7e | Whatever he did must work, Father, because I'm not the type to throw myself off a balcony because I've been away from a man a couple of hours." "I guess we should both be hoping Mikhail is getting a taste of his own medicine," Father Hummer said with a small smile. Raven's heart slammed hard in her chest, her body shrieking in instant protest. The thought of Mikhail suffering in any way was terribly upsetting. She tried to conjure up an ans.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 9b6b429 | I think Mikhail is very lucky to have found you. You're strong yourself, just as he is." "I'm putting up a great front, then"--Raven wiped at her eyes with her knuckles--"because I feel like I'm breaking apart inside. And I'm not very happy with Mikhail." "Nor do I think you should be, yet your first instinct is to protect him." | Christine Feehan | ||
| 43fa662 | I am a Carpathian male. I have the blood of the earth flowing in my veins. I have waited centuries for my lifemate. Carpathian men do not like other men near their women. I am struggling with unfamiliar emotions, Raven. They are not easy to control. You do not behave as a Carpathian woman would." A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. Mikhail leaned lazily against the wall. "I did not expect to come home to find you gone. You put .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 593c0b5 | I'm sorry. I didn't intend to do anything but go for a short walk. When I heard him, I felt the need to make certain he was all right. I didn't know, Mikhail, that I was seeking human company." "I do not blame you, little one, never that." His voice was so gentle, it turned her heart over. "I can easily read your memories. I know of your intent. And I would never blame you for your compassionate nature." "I guess we both have difficulties t.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| b802a1d | Be careful if you play chess with him, he takes it very seriously." He laughed softly, invitingly. "I played with him. It was hard to concentrate when every single time I looked up, he was staring at me with this look..." She blushed when she realized she maybe should have kept that part to herself instead of confessing to the priest. He laughed as he triumphantly held up a pair of dark glasses specially crafted for Mikhail. "I don't have t.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| cc1be9a | the woman said in despair. Raven hoped it was the truth. The woman was calmer now, determined to stay in control now that an outside source was working with her. Raven took a breath, let it out. What was the most reassuring way to answer? Raven Whitney would hardly inspire confidence. | Christine Feehan | ||
| cbfbfd4 | Mikhail crossed the room to hold out his hand for the cape. The bedchamber was warm and smelled of nature--wood and meadow. Reluctantly Raven slipped the cape from her shoulders. Mikhail frowned when he saw that she was clad only in his crisp white shirt. Although the tails reached her knees and covered her bottom, a generous portion of her thighs was exposed, right up to her hips. The effect was incredibly sexy, with her long, wild mane of.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| d3d4073 | I think Mikhail is very lucky to have found you. You're strong yourself, just as he is." "I'm putting up a great front, then"--Raven wiped at her eyes with her knuckles--"because I feel like I'm breaking apart inside. And I'm not very happy with Mikhail." "Nor do I think you should be, yet your first instinct is to protect him. You were horrified by the idea that he might be suffering as you are." "I don't like to see anyone in pain. There'.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| be7a6ad | No, little one, after giving it thought, I cannot say I would have been happy had you been feeding." "Isn't that what I'm supposed to do? A Carpathian woman preys on unsuspecting humans." There was an edge of unshed tears in her voice. Mikhail carried the water to the side of the bed and knelt down in front of her. "I am trying to understand my feelings, Raven, and they do not make sense." Very gently he began to bathe her feet. "More than .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 8a91f84 | I should have realized your needs and anticipated them. Knowing you were alone, I should have set better safeguards to protect you." "Mikhail, I am capable of looking after myself." Her blue eyes were very earnest, impressing on him the truth of her words. He really didn't need to worry. Mikhail did his best to keep from smiling. She was too good, always believing the best of everyone. His fingers circled her small calves. "You are the most.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 737468d | I should have realized your needs and anticipated them. Knowing you were alone, I should have set better safeguards to protect you." "Mikhail, I am capable of looking after myself." Her blue eyes were very earnest, impressing on him the truth of her words. He really didn't need to worry. Mikhail did his best to keep from smiling." | Christine Feehan | ||
| 30a86ec | I really am trying to understand your way of life, Mikhail, but I don't think my heart can take it yet." She tried to be truthful. "I know nothing of your laws or your customs. I don't even know exactly what you are, what I am. I think of myself as human. We're not even married in the eyes of God or man." This time Mikhail threw back his head and laughed loudly, heartily. "You think the pale ceremony of humans is a deeper binding than that .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 414a200 | Enough, Raven. Let's go outside and tend my garden. Once you feel the dirt on your hands, and breathe in the fresh air, you will feel so much better." If that didn't work, he would have no choice but to fall to his knees and pray. Raven managed laughter through her tears. "When you touch me, Father, I know what you're thinking. Is a priest supposed to hate getting down on his knees?" He released her as if she had burned him, and then began .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 5b14113 | She had known for some time that his wife and family were very real to him, more real by far than the half-life in a far corner of the world that had been forced upon him since the war. | Nevil Shute | ||
| c4c6177 | All at once the house was too stifling, like a prison instead of a home. The long wraparound porch beckoned to her; the night seemed to call her name. She caught at the doorknob, twisted. The knob turned easily enough, but the door remained closed, as if an unseen force pushed from the other side. For a moment panic welled up. The feeling of being trapped was overwhelming. Mikhail was instantly there in her mind, his voice gentle and loving.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 18fec6b | The knob turned easily enough, but the door remained closed, as if an unseen force pushed from the other side. For a moment panic welled up. The feeling of being trapped was overwhelming. Mikhail was instantly there in her mind, his voice gentle and loving. Just the sound of his voice calmed her. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 429c534 | Wake her, Gregori," Mikhail demanded, dragging Raven into his arms. Very gently he cradled her to his chest, rocking her with his body. Gregori complied as his form shimmered translucent, and then took shape beside Mikhail. For the first time there was a hint of anxiety in Gregori's pale eyes, although there was hard arrogance stamped on his harshly handsome features. Raven blinked, and took a moment to focus. Her breath caught in her thro.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| ca06967 | Mikhail's body went rigid. He turned his head slowly in the direction of her pleading gaze. Monique huddled beside her husband, her horrified eyes on Mikhail and the men crowding beside him. Mikhail forced down the wildness of his nature and his resentment of the humans that Raven would turn to for comfort rather than him. For one long moment his black gaze rested on the male who had dared to put his hands around Raven's throat and tried t.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 70d7fc2 | Gregori merged his mind with Mikhail's easily. Over the centuries of battles, wars, and vampire hunts, they had exchanged blood many times to preserve one another's life. Mikhail was in pain, his blood loss great. The shooting had been a deliberate attempt to weaken his immense power. Slovensky taunted Mikhail with graphic details of torture. Mikhail's black eyes smoldered an eerie red, a burning flame he turned on Slovensky as the man appr.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| d72d7c9 | He stood over his fallen enemy, fighting to control the beast in himself, the wild surge of triumph, the addicting rush of power that shook his body. He felt none of his earlier wounds, only sheer joy in the night, in his victory. The wildness in him grew dangerously, spread like molten fire. The wind whipped up and carried a scent. Mikhail's blood surged hotly; his fangs ached, and hunger grew. He scented the humans, the one that had touc.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 0334250 | I look at you and know what a miracle you are. The feel of your skin, soft and inviting, the way you move, like water flowing, the brush of your hair like silk, the feel of your body surrounding mine, completing me, giving me the strength I need to continue a task that seems so hopeless, but so necessary. I look at the way you are made, so beautiful, your body so perfect, made for mine. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 2585b0c | You are the most beautiful woman in the world, Raven. You do not have a mean bone in your body, do you?" Raven looked indignant. "Of course I do. Don't smile like that, Mikhail, I really do. I can be just as mean if necessary. In any case, what has that to do with what we're talking about?" His hand moved upward to her rib cage beneath the thin silk of his shirt. "We are talking about me needing to protect the one person who matters to me, .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 686aeec | He was taking her breath away with his absent, leisurely exploration of her body. It was more than physical; she felt him inside her, admiring her, even as he wanted to force her compliance to his will. She felt him in her body, stroking her mind, caressing her heart. She sensed his feelings for her growing and growing until they consumed him. Mikhail sighed softly. "I am never going to get anywhere with you, am I? You have a way of disarmi.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 6405f81 | I am never going to get anywhere with you, am I? You have a way of disarming me. I am the leader of my people, Raven. I cannot have this. I have no choice but to resort to orders. I cannot have defiance from my own woman." Her eyebrows flew up. "Orders?" she echoed. "You think you'll give me orders?" "Absolutely. It is the only recourse open to me that prevents me from being a laughingstock among my people. Unless, of course, you have a bet.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 9b50b0b | How do I divorce you?" "I am sorry, little one," he answered blandly. "I do not understand this word. In my language, please." "You know very well you speak English just as well as you speak your language," she said. "How does one lifemate split from the other? Separate. Break apart. No longer together." The glint of humor in the depths of his eyes deepened to total amusement. "There is no such thing, and if there was, Raven"--he bent very .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 23e1597 | How does one lifemate split from the other? Separate. Break apart. No longer together." The glint of humor in the depths of his eyes deepened to total amusement. "There is no such thing, and if there was, Raven"--he bent very close, his breath fanning her cheek--"I would never allow you to go." Raven looked innocent and wide-eyed. The hand on her breast, his thumb stroking her nipple, was making it hard to breathe. "I was only trying to he.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 04eede5 | Byron guarded both bodies, stepping away from the priest to face the surrounding woods when the first ripple of energy reached him. Someone approached, someone of power, which wasn't entirely unexpected when their prince lay in a pool of blood. Hunters would be gathering from all over. Still, he trusted no one, not when both the prince and Gregori were at risk. Byron watched as a large horned owl circled the ruined building, and then settle.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| a592179 | 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 Carpathia.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 7f446d1 | Mikhail took her hand, pressed a kiss in the exact center of her palm, slipped her hand beneath his shirt, and held it over his steadily beating heart. "Look beyond my skin, Raven. Look into my heart and soul. Merge your mind with mine, see me for what I am. Know me for who I am." | Christine Feehan | ||
| 6bfc1db | How does one lifemate split from the other? Separate. Break apart. No longer together." The glint of humor in the depths of his eyes deepened to total amusement. "There is no such thing, and if there was, Raven"--he bent very close, his breath fanning her cheek--"I would never allow you to go." Raven looked innocent and wide-eyed. The hand on her breast, his thumb stroking her nipple, was making it hard to breathe. "I was only trying to he.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| b3050f1 | I really am trying to understand your way of life, Mikhail, but I don't think my heart can take it yet." She tried to be truthful. "I know nothing of your laws or your customs. I don't even know exactly what you are, what I am. I think of myself as human. We're not even married in the eyes of God or man." This time Mikhail threw back his head and laughed loudly, heartily. "You think the pale ceremony of humans is a deeper binding than that .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 3af5117 | Aidan glided over the fallen walls, his golden eyes glowing in the darkness. Each leaf on every tree gleamed vivid silver, bathed in the light of the moon, but Aidan had long ago lost his ability to see in color. His world was dark and gray and would be until he found his lifemate, or sought the solace of the dawn. He inhaled, caught the scent of game, the stench of death, the intrusive odor of man. Oil and exhaust issuing from the approach.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| c4e129a | 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 Carpathia.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 3595b50 | I look at you and know what a miracle you are. The feel of your skin, soft and inviting, the way you move, like water flowing, the brush of your hair like silk, the feel of your body surrounding mine, completing me, giving me the strength I need to continue a task that seems so hopeless, but so necessary. I look at the way you are made, so beautiful, your body so perfect, made for mine." Raven stirred restlessly, but his hands held her capt.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 4f2b502 | Relax, little one. I know this knowledge is shocking to you," he murmured, frowning as he saw the precious blood seeping from three of the four wounds. He lifted her, cradled her in his arms, close to the shelter of his heart. Her plea sounded in his mind, echoed in his heart. "Never." Mikhail's harsh features were an implacable stone mask. He looked at the doors over their heads. The doors responded, flying open at the touch of his will. .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 8def9ce | We are not the vampires in your horror stories, the walking dead, for God's sake. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 10c8e67 | I was thinking of something upsetting, and you took it away, didn't you?" There was a hint of a smile in her voice. He allowed her freedom, watched her sink beneath the foaming water, surface a few feet away. Her large eyes were moving over him with definite laughter. "You know, Mikhail, I'm beginning to think my very first assessment of your character was correct. You're arrogant and bossy." He swam toward her with lazy, easy strokes. "But.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 77db78b | I was thinking of something upsetting, and you took it away, didn't you?" There was a hint of a smile in her voice. He allowed her freedom, watched her sink beneath the foaming water, surface a few feet away. Her large eyes were moving over him with definite laughter. "You know, Mikhail, I'm beginning to think my very first assessment of your character was correct. You're arrogant and bossy." He swam toward her with lazy, easy strokes. "But.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 65630d7 | I know I should never have taken your blood--it was wrong--but it was wrong because I did not tell you what could happen. I knew you were my true lifemate, and my existence could not continue without you. I should have had more control. For that I will pay through all eternity, but it is done. We cannot undo what has already been wrought." Mikhail finished new poultices, placed them precisely over the wounds to seal them. Her fear, her revu.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 186e4a6 | I would have chosen death, if you had allowed me to go with you." He pushed the hair from her face with gentle, caressing fingers. "The only way I could save you was to make you one of us. You chose life." She hadn't known, had she? Had some small part of her already been putting the pieces of the puzzle together? She honestly didn't know. "If you had known, would you have chosen death for me?" Her blue eyes, so bewildered and confused, so.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 1fbb1db | Answer me, little one. Knowing what we are, would you have sent me to eternal darkness?" She made a supreme effort to get herself under control. A part of her still could not believe this was happening. A part of her struggled to understand and be fair. "I told you I could accept you, even love you as you are, Mikhail. And I meant that then. The same is true now." She was so weak, she could hardly speak. "I know you're a good man, there is .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 0a5bfda | Can you change me back? A transfusion, perhaps?" He shook his head regretfully. "Then let me die. Just me. If you love me, let me go." Mikhail's eyes darkened, burned. "You do not understand. You are my life. My heart. There is no Mikhail without Raven. If you wish to seek eternal darkness, I must go with you. I had never known the pain and ecstasy of our people's love until I found you. You are the very air I breathe, the blood in my veins.. | Christine Feehan |