1,081 Quotes by Christine Feehan

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.

I have to plan things. That’s my personality. If I don’t have a plan, I get overwhelmed.

I love how you always want me, Abbey. Do you have any idea what a gift that is to a man?” Her fingers caressed the hair on his neck. “Do you have any idea what a gift it is to have a man look at me the way you do?

She liked that little nod of approval he’d given her as if she were his equal just because she hadn’t given into the hysteria welling up.

Coffee. It was decisive. Without their women, their chosen drink would always be what it had been.

He thought he was playing her. Seducing her. That was the play, but it felt all too real, and he’d never had real.

Her heart was so full, she was afraid it might burst. She had never dared to dream she would have a home and a family. She had never conceived of having friends. Life might never be perfect, but she had Nicolae, and he would always understand those terrible moments when the memories crept out from behind the doors in her mind. He would be there to hold her and help her.

For whatever reason, she looked at him and saw something in him no one else did – but he needed it.

You know who I am, what is inside me. If distance separated us, you would still need to feel my hands on you, my mouth on yours, my body in yours, a part of yours.