Top 500 Christine Feehan Quotes (2024 Update)
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451. “We’re going to climb out. Straight up, honey. Whitney’s boys aren’t going to shoot you or Sebastian.” “Are you out of your mind? We’re going to go up a rope into a helicopter with the backwash from the blades, sharpshooters taking potshots, and a baby?” He grinned at her. “Sounds like a fun date, doesn’t it?”

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452. “Our old ladies are sacred to us as well as to the entire club. They are always as protected as our families are.”

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453. “Ask any of my brothers, nothing stops me. No one stops me. I got the name Steele because I’m unbending.”

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454. “He tasted like sin. Temptation. The devil enticing her down a dark, wicked path. She didn’t care.”

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455. “Claiming her as his. He was rough, demanding and possessive. He wanted her to feel his brand of love. Complete. Encompassing. Reverent. Carnal.”

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456. “Mikhail found the rose-petal-soft skin of her face, traced her delicate cheekbones with gentle fingers. “You were right, little one. We will build our home together, stronger than ever. We will pick a place, deep within the forest, and fill it with so much love, it will spill over to our wolves.”

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457. “I cannot lie to you,” he whispered. “You know my thoughts. You know the beast that dwells inside. I try to be gentle with you, to listen to you. Always that wildness breaks free, but you tame me. Raven, please, I need you. And you need me. Your body is weak, I can feel your hunger. Your mind is fragmented – allow me to heal you. Your body cries out for mine as mine does for yours. Kiss me, Raven. Do not give up on us.”

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458. “Women were different. They no longer were satisfied having a man care for them. He has no idea to do with a modern women. Contemplating his demise seemed much wiser than trying to understand the reasoning of a present-day woman.”

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459. “For the first time in her life she felt weak with wanting. With need. Yet at the same time, she did feel sort of attractive. She was aware of herself as a woman, as feminine, when she’d always felt masculine. He’d given her that, and she’d be forever grateful.”

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460. “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.”

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461. “Want me enough, Shea. Want me with more than just your body. Let me into your heart.” His mouth fastened on hers, not gently but wildly, hungrily. The hunger was in his eyes when he raised his head to look down at her. “Open your mind to me. Want me there, as you want me in your body. Want me coming to you wild with a need only you can satisfy. Take me into your soul and let me live there.” His mouth was roaming every inch of her face, the column of her neck, the hollow of her shoulder. His.”

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462. “Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to meditate when you’re murdering someone.”

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463. “Gregori wanted her. More than that, he needed her. That particular revelation changed everything. It put control back in her hands, gave her back her life. She squared her shoulders. She was no longer a child running from a nameless fear. She was his lifemate, chosen by God to walk with a man of power, of honor. A sensual, strong male who needed her more than anyone else on earth ever could.”

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464. “Torpedo Ink welcomes opinions, and we listen to everyone with equal attention. Say what you want, baby. You’re free.”

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465. “She didn’t want to be that girl, the one curled up in a little ball. The one under the covers in the fetal position. She’d been there hundreds of times and every single time she’d told herself to stand up. This time, win or lose, if she just stood up, she had the very real opportunity, which would never come again, to be with a man she’d dreamt of.”

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466. “Stefano threw back his head and laughed. She loved the sound. Carefree. Masculine. Enjoying life. He didn’t laugh a lot. “You, bambina, were celebrating me finding you.”

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467. “She was the one. His only. He knew it with every fiber of his being.”

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468. “He smiled at her, looking more like temptation than ever before. She didn’t care, she wanted everything he could give her.”

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469. “My grandfather was in love with my grandmother. They were inseparable. They detested being apart. I’ve seen real love. I’ve felt it when I was with them. They died three hours apart. My grandmother first and then my grandfather followed. Love exists and that’s what I’m offering you.”

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470. “You are a good man, Mikhail.” She grinned impishly, her blue eyes teasing. “You just have too much power for your own good. But don’t worry, I know this American girl. She’s very disrespectful, and she’ll take all that arrogant starch out of you.”

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471. “I’m not all that brave, Andre. I’m afraid of everything, I just refuse to give into it.”

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472. “Incoming. Are you sure? You sound so calm. Maybe you’re wrong. I’m not wrong. Can you do this, Rose? He had to know if she was going to panic. I can kill whoever they send, no problem. Of course I can do this. I’m pregnant, not braindamaged. My condition doesn’t change my personality. Kane rubbed his chin. Being pregnant might not have changed her personality, but it certainly made her a bit testy.”

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473. “He was the very devil stalking her, and she was an angel chased by demons straight to him.”

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474. “For whatever reason, she looked at him and saw something in him no one else did – but he needed it.”

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475. “It was the worst nightmare possible for a boy like Steele. He felt responsiblity, even when he was just very little. Something in him needed to help all of us.”

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476. “She had no idea what a gift she’d just given him. She was the one he’d searched for. She was the one he hadn’t believed could possibly exist. She had strength, a backbone of steel, and yet she could put herself in his hands and give him what he needed in their relationship.”

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477. “You have a family,” Mikhail said gently. “I am your family. Raven is your family. Our child will be, and of course you have Jacques. Someday you will have children.” He sent a slight grin in Gregori’s direction. “You can even claim the healer as family. We do, although he dislikes it intensely.”

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478. “She had a way of giving him comfort when nothing else could. The wailing of the dead. The accusations of their eyes because he couldn’t save them. She drove those dead children away from him and brought him peace.”

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479. “It was as if the very shadows connected them and she could feel his emotions.”

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480. “Mikhail, are you asking me to marry you?” “I am not really certain I know how it is done. Should I be on my knee?” He was grinning openly at her. “You’re proposing to me with a carload of assassins approaching?”

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481. “If you let yourself believe in me, I’ll take care of us. I believe absolutely, without a shadow of a doubt, that you’ll take care of us just as well.”

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482. “He was called Ice for a number of reasons, but the biggest was because he was truly ice inside. A glacier. Deep, wide, dense, impossible to penetrate. He thought his heart was encased in ice. He thought his emotions long since frozen, but she was changing everything, including his perception of himself.”

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483. “Sarah didn’t like complications. Ancient prophecies and broad shoulders and black auras were definite complications.”

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484. “It was beyond his imagination that such a miracle could occur. Just when he knew he would walk into the sun without hesitation, he had been sent an angel. A slow smile softened his mouth. His angel refused to do anything he told her.”

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485. “He was just so intimidating and darkly sensual, filling the room with his presence until she could barely think straight.”

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486. “Czar had been a ten-year-old boy who mastered the plan to keep them all alive in the hell they’d grown up in. He’d given them hope in their darkest times. He’d driven them to perfect their abilities.”

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487. “She looked desperate. He felt that way. He wasn’t about to be separated from her. “No matter what, I’ll be with you,” he promised.”

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488. “Her courage humbled him. The immense trust it took to allow herself to be tied by him, even in the name of art, was astonishing for a woman like her. It was a true power exchange between them and he loved that. Even craved it.”

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489. “Vittorio had recognized early on he had a gift. His voice could be compelling, or commanding, and those in a room reacted to it. He could calm others down, arouse or infuriate, all with his tone.”

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490. “She was bound to him, body and soul, as he was to her. For the first time in centuries he felt hope. And to a male Carpathian on the verge of turning vampire, hope was the only thing left.”

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491. “She didn’t want the mask he wore around others. She wanted the true intamacy he had given her, the real Vittorio, the real man. He had offered her that man and she’d been so afraid she’d rejected him.”

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492. “I don’t want you in my life so I can use your body. I’m good at seduction, Lexi. I can go to a bar and pick up a woman and use her if that’s what I wanted. I want love. When you touch me, I feel love in your hands. When you kiss me, I taste love. I’m not in a rush. I’m enjoying all the firsts you’ve given me.”

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493. “Kiss me, Raven. Merge your mind with mine. Share your body so that we are completely one being. You trusted me before. Do so now. Look at me with the eyes of love, in forgiveness for the things I have been forced to do, for the beast in my nature. Do not look at me through the eyes of one who would wish to destroy our people and us. Give yourself to me.”

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494. “His mouth found each of her eyelids, then drifted down her cheek to the corner of her lips. “Don’t protest. Just listen to me. I’v thought about this for a long time. Your life is in danger. You’ve accepted that, and you’re willing to chance our love. But I couldn’t live with your death at my hands. I can’t, Isabella.” He kissed her mouth, her soft, pliant lips, drawing strength from her, her endless courage becoming his.”

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495. “Need me, Shea.” His voice ached with it. “Need me the same way I need you. I would give my life for you. Live for me. Find a way to live for me. Love me that much.”

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496. “She did something to his insides, twisted and melted them until he sometimes felt he couldn’t think straight.”

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497. “I’d die for my club, but I want my own woman, one worthy of living for.”

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498. “His voice. It was beautiful. Low. Soothing, yet the same time, there was absolute command, as if he ruled the world and knew it.”

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499. “He didn’t look as if he owned her, but as if she was his, cherished and treasured and beautiful to him.”

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500. “He needed a woman strong enough to accept that he would always need his ropes. They anchored him. Centered him. The moment he touched them, those dark shifting shadows inside him subsided.”

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