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Sestrilla, hafelina Jue amourasestrilla Awou jue selaviena En patre jue Translation: Beloved one, little cat I love you for all time In this time And all others
Christine Feehan
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Christine Feehan
Age: 24
Born: 2000
Born: January 1
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Ukiah
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Christine King
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I absolutely love you, Briony, and I am on my knees. So we're getting married - right? But say it fast before we get shot. Only Jack would ask - if you could call it asking - in the middle of a battlefield, with a man lying dead at his feet.
Christine Feehan
Nicholas wanted to believe in fairy tales. She'd read her share, hoping for miracles, but in the end, there was no hundred acre wood to play in with her little stuffed animals. There was pain and crushing disillusionment and betrayal.
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Have you ever heard of a condom? Don't Carpathians have condoms? Because I'm thinking that if you're all that worried, a condom might be just the thing. His smile was slow in coming. I had not thought of that. As a rule Carpathians do not need such things.
Christine Feehan
You’re a goner, Donovan. When a hungry man spends more time lookin’ at his woman than eatin’ , he’s in trouble.
Christine Feehan
I want you forever, Kate. I want to grow old and have you here in my arms. I want children. I've wanted you for so long. I don't think that's about to change.
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If I had a sense of humor, I'd be laughing right now.
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Why do I have to do this? Gator demanded. Cuz you're such a pretty boy. Our photographer isn't going to fall for one of us as the tied up model, Nico pointed out. Dumbest plan you've ever come up with, Gator rumbled. Offering myself all trussed up like a Christmas turkey to a serial killer who likes to torture people isn't too smart.
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I write for the love of writing. If I never published another book, I would still be writing stories.
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My heart is very much alive and in your hands. Do your best not to destroy it. You are very lucky it isn't it my hands... The only thing I know to do with hearts is incinerate them! Ouch!
Christine Feehan
She didn't know how to love, to give herself to someone, to out herself in someone else's keeping and take him into hers. She didn't trust anyone with her heart - or the darker places of her soul.
Christine Feehan
Of course I can do this. I'm pregnant, not brain-damaged. My condition doesn't change my personality.
Christine Feehan
If you are a vampire, then a vampire is not the creature of the legends.
Christine Feehan
There were a thousand secrets in her eyes, a thousand wounds. A lifetime of distrust and betrayal. Isolation. How did one overcome such things?
Christine Feehan
King-sized? It would take up all my space. I need wide-open spaces. She glanced at Kane for help, but he was rolling around on a matress and moaning in a loud, orgasmic manner. She rolled her eyes and heaved a sigh.
Christine Feehan
You’re mine, Isabeau. You’ll always be mine. Make no mistake about it. Whether you choose to forgive me and give us a second chance, or you don’t, you’ll be my only.
Christine Feehan
He tasted passion. He tasted emotion. He tasted a world he’d never imagined, one he could never enter. It was right there in front of him, suddenly open to him. Unexpected. Exciting. Scary.
Christine Feehan
His lips slid over her ear. My mind shares yours. If you're determined to go through with this, then know whatever this takes you, you won't be alone, Tansy. I'm strong. I'll find your mind and I'll bring you back. Last time I broke into a million pieces. I'll find each one.
Christine Feehan
Wolves? I should have known. Of course you have wolves. Doesn’t everybody?” She snapped her fingers. “The gun, Lucian. Hand it over. I’ve decided I have to shoot you after all. It’s the only way to preserve my sanity.
Christine Feehan
Shadow and dust shall be reclaimed, earth sealing the tomb from which you came. Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, warrior return, breathe your last. Air, earth, fire, water, hear my voice, obey my order, thrice around your grave do bound, evil sink into the ground. I now invoke the law of three, this is my will, so mote it be.
Christine Feehan
If what he said was the truth, it broke her heart. If what he said was a lie, it was broken anyway.
Christine Feehan