1,081 Quotes by Christine Feehan

She didn’t want any contact with Whitney at all. He was the boogeyman. He’d held absolute authority over her for her entire life. Defying him was difficult. It said a lot that Shylah was willing to die-that she would choose a horrific death rather than go back to him.

He didn’t want to take over her life, he wanted her to surrender it to him. Invading her privacy was far different than her volunteering to tell him what was going on in her life.

She was just so afraid of being hurt. Or hurting Ice. She had failed at everything she’d tried in her life. Ice was... extraordinary. Amazing. Worth something.

Freeman flicked him a quick glance. It was one of those looks that seemed to burn a hole right through him. Barry shivered, not liking those eyes on him. They were intelligent, focused – almost too focused. They didn’t blink, and it felt like death looking at him.

You can’t go back; I can’t go back either, but we can go on.

You’re the kind of man my mother warned me about.

He was either right or wrong. Worrying didn’t make it any better. She let herself drift off with the scent of him in her lungs, with the knowledge that she was loved in her head and heart.

Think of me. Let me tell you who I am, what I am. What I need and want. I want to know everything about you and your family. Talk to me.

The trouble is not really in being alone, it’s being lonely. One can be lonely in the midst of a crowd, don’t you think?