1,081 Quotes by Christine Feehan

You have a family,” Mikhail said gently. “I am your family. Raven is your family. Our child will be, and of course you have Jacques. Someday you will have children.” He sent a slight grin in Gregori’s direction. “You can even claim the healer as family. We do, although he dislikes it intensely.

He’d always had his family, his brothers and sister, and they had formed a unit so strong, when he was younger, he hadn’t thought he would ever need anyone else. Loneliness taught him otherwise.

He smiled at her, looking more like temptation than ever before. She didn’t care, she wanted everything he could give her.

His mouth found each of her eyelids, then drifted down her cheek to the corner of her lips. “Don’t protest. Just listen to me. I’v thought about this for a long time. Your life is in danger. You’ve accepted that, and you’re willing to chance our love. But I couldn’t live with your death at my hands. I can’t, Isabella.” He kissed her mouth, her soft, pliant lips, drawing strength from her, her endless courage becoming his.

Tell me about yourself. Everything you can think of. Look only at me. Look into my eyes. See me. Only me.

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.

And right at this moment, Ken, you’re protecting what I hold most dear. I’ll never be able to repay you for what you’ve done this day.

He settled on the balcony outside her second-story window and became still, a part of the night, blending for a moment into the very fabric of the building. Her bedchamber was one of the rooms with a light, proclaiming that she was unable to sleep. His dark, burning eyes found her through the clear glass, found her and claimed her.

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.