1,081 Quotes by Christine Feehan

He'd been angry. He'd been afraid for her. He'd been shocked that just by being with her, he'd become everything he most despised in the world-- a predator.

It won't work that way. You know me, Bree. You 'know' me. I might have misled things at the club. But I gave you the real man. I don't back away from a fight and I win.

Steele knew Breezy wasn't going to be won over easily, but as far as he was concerned, there was no other choice. He 'had' to win her over for his own self-preservation.

She knew every scar, every tattoo. She had traced every one of those scars and tattoos with her tongue. With her fingertips. She'd memorized them until they were etched so deeply in her brain, she could have drawn them and gotten every detail perfect.

Steele could be so completely still, it felt like he could disappear. His energy would get so low that you could forget he was in your space. He never missed anything when he was like that. He took in the smallest detail.

Has the world gone insane? This kind of thing didn’t happen in Wyoming. The horses or cattle never got jealous or murderous.” She slid into the backseat of the car, and he followed. “Well, occasionally, one did, but it was easy enough to stop them. We ate the steer that gave us trouble and worked with the horse until it behaved.” Giovanni laughed. “Well, I don’t think Aaron or the hit man would like it if we ate them.

Mikhail stretched out on the bed, his head in her lap. “You are going to turn my well-ordered world upside down, are you not?” She tunneled her fingers in his hair, enjoying the feel of its silky thickness against the bare skin of her hips and thighs. “I certainly intend to do my best.

Raven allowed her head to fall back against his shoulder with a slight sigh. “Did you kidnap me or rescue me?” Strong white teeth gleamed at her, a predator’s smile, a man’s amusement. “Perhaps a little of both.

His body didn't just want her. It demanded her, burned for her.