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Christine Feehan

Christine Feehan is an American author of paranormal romance, paranormal military thrillers, and fantasy. She is a #1 New York Times, #1 Publishers Weekly, and International bestselling author of seven series; Carpathian, GhostWalker Series, Drake Sisters, Sister of the Heart Series, Shadow Riders Series, Leopard Series and Torpedo Ink Series. Six of the seven series have made #1 on the New York Times bestseller list. As of January 2020 she has 80 published novels. The first in her Torpedo Ink Series, Judgment Road, debuted at #1 on the New York Times bestsellers list.

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My camping days are over, but I might consider glamping.
I write for the love of writing. If I never published another book, I would still be writing stories.
I am surrounded by my family, my beloved grandchildren, and my pack of dogs. — © Christine Feehan
I am surrounded by my family, my beloved grandchildren, and my pack of dogs.
I live on the beautiful Northern California coast. I have always loved hiking, whale watching and being outdoors.
Trust. Such an easy word. Such an impossible quality.
You have to be more discerning, Lily, when experimenting with bondage." He wiggled his eyebrows. "I'd make a great master.
The real question is, can you love the real me? Not the perfect person you want me to be, not that image you had of me, but who I really am.
I can't help it, Kate. And I'm laughing at me. I feel like one of those sappy men who run around with a big grin on his face all the time. I feel like grinning all the time around you, and it's so idiotic.
You can't be anything but who you are. I wouldn't love you the same if you stopped being you. How do I change enough to accept that ruthless streak in you.
And maybe that was love. Being so vulnerable and allowing someone else in so far they could hurt you, but they also give you everything.
You can't go back; I can't go back either, but we can go on.
Jesse, we can’t do this.” “Sure we can, honey. It’s the perfect night for it. You’re a woman, I’m a man. Those little twinkling things overhead are stars. I believe it’s referred to as romance.
We never can just stop time. Or take moments back. Life doesn't work that way, does it? — © Christine Feehan
We never can just stop time. Or take moments back. Life doesn't work that way, does it?
I'll be damned if I apologize for the choices I've made. They were hard decisions, but I had good reasons for making them.
He felt safe with her. He'd never been safe with another human being, not since he'd been taken as a child from his home. He'd never been able to trust. He could never give that last small piece - all that was left of his humanity - into someone else's keeping. And now there was Rikki. She let him be whatever he had to be to survive. She didn't ask anything of him. There was no hidden motive. No agenda. Just acceptance. She was different - imperfect, or so she thought - and she knew what it was like to fight to carve out a space for herself. She was willing for him to do thar.
I have to figure out why I worked at a job I hated for years. I have to find out why I can’t see what everyone else sees in me. I don’t feel beautiful. When I look in the mirror, I never saw beautiful. For this to happen to someone like me, it’s devastating, Jonas. I don’t want you to think it’s vanity, it isn’t. I can’t see me and I need to be able to do that. I need to find out what I’m like and what I want. I have to be comfortable in my own skin before I can be in a relationship the way you want.
It's your way of fighting. You refuse to engage and then you can't lose.
The real knife to a man's heart was his woman's tears.
She was crawling out from under the huge tour bus when he first caught sight of her. She was small, like a child.
Do you have any idea how stubborn you can look ? Our children better never give me that look, althought I won't mind if they give it to you. You'd deserve it.
...but you have to know when you close those doors, you don't leave anything for the other person.
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.
It’s hard to feel desire when you don’t feel desirable
I know what it's like to battle everyday of my life, just for acceptance, just to survive.
She stared at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were dark, almost black, filled with pain. She'd let someone do that to her. She'd known all along she felt things too deeply. She became attached. She didn't want a lover who could walk away from her, because she could never do that - love someone completely and survive intact if her left her.
I claim you as my life mate. I belong to you. I offer my life for you. I give to you my protection, my allegiance, my heart, my soul, and my body. I take into my keeping the same that is yours. Your life, happiness, and welfare will be cherished and placed above my own for all time. You are my life mate, bound to me for all eternity and always in my care.
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.
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?
The minute I'm in a little pain ... your rough, tough, scary bad boy image totally falls apart.
It's all well and good to look back after the fact and see what we should have done, but we rarely know what path is best when we take that first step.
Betrayal is never easy to handle and there is no right way to accept it.
You're the kind of man my mother warned me about.
What does kiciciyapi mitawa mean?" He kept his head on her breasts. "What?" "You called me kicicyapi mitawa. It sounded so beautiful. It wasn't Japanese. What was it?" "It's the voice of the Lakota. It would sound silly in English." He cupped her breast, his fingers moving lightly over her skin. His breath warm on her heart. "I want to know. It didn't sound silly when you said it. It sounded...beautiful. It made me feel beautiful. And loved." He kissed her breast. "I called you my heart. And you are.
I realized I love him just as much or more than I did four years ago. That I'm never live with him" She raised her head to look at her sisters with haunted eyes. "And I don't know if I can live without him.
You are such a chicken. Bock. Bock. Bock." He refused to allow her very bad chicken impression to ruffle his feathers. He was above petty name-calling.
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.
I know I burn for you.Even in my sleep, the sleep of our people where there can be no thought,I burn for you.
Here's to many more firsts and many more great memories. — © Christine Feehan
Here's to many more firsts and many more great memories.
For the first time in his existence, he knew he was drowning and he wasn't thinking about survival.
I know you so well, dragon king, you only get that particular look on your face when you're burning to give me one of your lectures." "Do I give you lectures ?" "Oh, I don't mind. I think you're kind of cute when you do, and I don't really listen anyway.
If what he said was the truth, it broke her heart. If what he said was a lie, it was broken anyway.
You're insane, but you're my kind of man.
The most enjoyable part in writing a series is being able to visit a world I have created and revisit old friends. The challenges are making the book fresh and new for readers who have started from the beginning while still adding old information for new readers.
I have traveled all over the world and gone to the highest peaks, and the densest jungles. The Carpathain Mountians will always be my homeland, but my home is a woman. Solange Sangria. You are home to me. Your body is my home. Your mind. Your heart and soul. It matters little to me where we are.
There were a thousand secrets in her eyes, a thousand wounds. A lifetime of distrust and betrayal. Isolation. How did one overcome such things?
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.
Before Elle had come into his life, he didn't even know what tea was. Now it was a staple. Worse, he actually knew the differences in teas.
Your name is Lily Whitney. You are the woman I want at my side night and day. I want you to be the mother of my children someday. I want you for my lover. I want you for the person I turn to when the world gets to be too much.
For Lily, there was only her phantom lover, bold enough, arrogant enough, crazy enough to dare follow her here when he was in far more danger than she could ever be.
If you allowed yourself to hear or feel amusement, you would hear and feel pain. — © Christine Feehan
If you allowed yourself to hear or feel amusement, you would hear and feel pain.
Don't worry, now that I know about your little ego problem, I'll do my best to look all gushy when you pound you chest.
Torture can be a two edged sword.
It's Mari, Jack," Ken whispered, needing to say it aloud. "What?" Jack jerked around, staring at the sniper as the eyes fluttered closed. "Are you certain?" Ken pulled the woman's belt loose and buckled it around her leg. "Either that or your wife is playing sniper for the other team. It has to be Mari. She looks exactly like Briony.
If I had a sense of humor, I'd be laughing right now.
I don't suppose you cook?" Tucker inquired hopefully. "Did you think because she can start fires she'd be great with a grill? Gator asked.
Life gives us choices. You either grab on with both hands and just go for it, or you sit on the sidelines.
She didn't want soft and gentle. She needed his rough possession, claiming her, branding her, taking her in a firestorm of heat and flame that would end the world around them, leaving them nothing but ashes, clean and fierce and forever welded together.
You aren't worried are you?" "Why should I be worried? It's just another day in the neighborhood. You know - bombs, fires, people shooting at you. Why should I be worried? Especially since we could be clothes shopping or boarding a plane. I'm not in the least worried." "Hmmm," he mused allowed. "I read about this in the relationship manual. It's called womanly sarcasm and usually means a man is in deep trouble.
If you are a vampire, then a vampire is not the creature of the legends.
Don't cater to stupidity.
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