1,081 Quotes by Christine Feehan

He was an ancient, powerful and knowledgeable beyond the boundaries of Earth. He was the one his own kind spoke of in whispers, with awe, with fear, with dread. The Dark One.

He’s good, this guy, Savannah whispered softly in Gregori’s mind. He grabs everyone right away and holds them. Good showmanship. He is a fake. This isn’t meant to be real, Gregori, she scolded. It is fun. Everyone is here to have a good time. If you prefer not to go, I can meet you later. It isn’t as if it’s really dangerous. We aren’t going to meet any real vampires. Like hell I will meet you later. If I left your side, every man in the room would be swarming around you.

Her lips brushed his chin, feathered along his jaw, then nibbled enticingly at the edge of his mouth. “I think you should be locked up. You’re positively lethal to women.” “Not to women, only to you.” Gregori stopped her teasing mouth with his own, taking possession despite the fact that the boat was almost alongside them. He was helpless in the web of her spell. She was magic, beauty, fascination.

Perhaps it is as simple as Hannah's sister is marrying one of the few men in the world I call friend." His gaze strayed to where Joley stood rigid against the wall. "Or perhaps I wanted to see, one more time, whether the reason I can no longer sleep at night is worth it.

No.” Ilya lifted his mouth from hers, his fingers reluctantly releasing her. “Not like this. When you give yourself to me, it's all the way and forever. This is too easy.”Joley flung her head back, glaring at him. “You're saying no to me?”“We're not doing this, not like this. You want to get off, you can come home with me and get into my bed where you belong.

You people should come with a warning label,” Byron told Zev. Zev flipped him off.

Two humans and a betrayer. They had taken his past, shattered his mind, and imprisoned him in a living hell. Worst of all they had taken away his ability to protect his lifemate. They had created a monster the likes of which they could not conceive.

Into the middle of that cauldron of intense, violent emotion suddenly came something soft and gentle. A wisp of memory. Courage. Beauty. A woman. Not any woman, but his woman, his lifemate. All red hair and fire. She walked like an angel where men feared to tread, where even his own kind would fear to venture.

Because without you, I am far too dangerous to the world. Because what I feel for you goes far beyond the human emotion of love.