Top 500 Christine Feehan Quotes (2024 Update)
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251. “I love everything about you. I told myself that was what it was. All those parts, separately that I loved them. I watch you. I’m inside your mind. I see who you are. I’ve decided it isn’t about loving everything about you. It’s simply about loving you.”

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252. “All right Bebe, we’re in trouble. You get that don’ you?”

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253. “Ashe’s entire face lit up when she laughed. That laughter did something to his insides, turning him to mush, so he thought some of the ice that had frozen all emotions so many years earlier had melted and allowed her deeper.”

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254. “There was kindness in her and compassion. Two characteristics he didn’t have. Or at least, not in abundance. He was the perfect killing machine. He didn’t need to feel bad. Once unleashed, set on a course, he followed it until it was done.”

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255. “You’re kind of a caveman, sometimes, Stefano. But it’s sexy. Really, really sexy.”

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256. “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.”

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257. “In that moment he knew she could shatter him. Break him into a million pieces and he’d never recover. Not in this lifetime. He realized all the lore in his family was truth. Ferraro men. When then found the right woman, loved her with everything in them and they did it only once. Francesca was his once.”

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258. “I don’t think I’ve actually seen you smile before, ” Wyatt observed. “This woman must be the real deal to teach you how to smile.”

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259. “There it was, again, that hurt in his eyes. Maybe hurt. Something. Sadness. That was it. She detested that look. He shouldn’t ever feel unhappy. It was more than unhappy. Desolate, as if he was completely alone and she’d taken his last joy from him.”

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260. “He wasn’t worried about being alone. He was used to it. He’d been alone most of his life, even in the midst of a crowd. He could handle that, no problem.”

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261. “He’d missed her. Really missed her. It was strange to think of a woman night and day, to worry about her and look forward to being with her. To inhale the scent of her and know you were home. To crave her body like an addiction and need the sound of her laughter and sight of her smile. He’d never had that before and now it seemed as natural to him as breathing.”

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262. “She found him very hard to resist, and if she was truthful with herself, she wasn’t trying that much.”

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263. “He remained silent, and the compulsion to look at him grew until she couldn’t stand it. Her gaze met his and her heart nearly jumped out of her chest. Those eyes were every bit as hypnotic as his voice.”

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264. “Baby you’re reading the situation completely wrong. I know you don’t need saving. I do. I need you to save me.”

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265. “Fen couldn’t help himself. “I’m going to kiss you again. If you need a reason this time, it won’t sound reasonable, but I can’t help myself.”

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266. “No one will ever need you more than I do, Ashe. And no man will ever work harder to make certain you’re happy. I can promise those two things.”

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267. “I will rule you, Ashe,” he admitted. “I’ll tell you what to do and you’ll give me that snippy look you have and tell me what to do.”

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268. “He liked that she gave the questions thought. That she actually saw the mysteries and worked at solving them.”

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269. “He wanted to wake up every morning to her. Go to sleep with his body wrapped tightly around hers. He wanted her to have his child – his children. He knew he wanted to live out the rest of his life with her by his side and when he died, he wanted to die in her arms.”

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270. “Come on, ghost man. You want this. You want to live. I know you do. Breathe for me. Take a breath.”

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271. “She laughed easily, that was one of the things he remembered most. Her laughter. The sound of it. The way she turned everything bad into something good.”

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272. “She hadn’t expected the intamacy of his voice in her head. It had a smoothness to it that gave way now and then to gravel.”

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273. “Why is it I always get in very inappropriate conversations with you? Sweet god in heaven, woman, you’re the bane of my life.”

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274. “His body recognized her. Knew her. Needed her. Every cell. He’d never been so acutely focused on another human being.”

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275. “He wouldn’t give up on her. He was prepared to do anything, fight any battle. No matter if the act was forbidden or not, if he could get her back, he would humble himself, put himself in any kind of jeopardy or fight any battle to save her.”

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276. “Men always seemed to growl and sniff around each other, bristling over nothing, and just as suddenly become buddies at the least likely moments.”

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277. “Her soft laughter slid into his mind. It wasn’t laughter at him, rather an invitation to join in, to laugh at the two of them in this impossible predicament they found themselves in.”

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278. “I need you with me, Raven. You chase away the shadows and lighten the terrible load that threatens to drown me.”

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279. “You’re so beautiful, Dax. Your heart. Your soul. I don’t think I could ever find a better man.”

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280. “There it was, that note that told him in a minute the balance of power would shift from him to her, although, truthfully, she always had it. She just didnt know it.”

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281. “You know me, gattina, you’re just conditioned to think you can’t trust anyone. He did that to you. Don’t let him interfere with us. You have the right to live your life, Grace.”

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282. “Poetry in motion,” she murmured under her breath. She’d heard that expression, but now she knew what it meant, how the words could come alive with a man moving.”

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283. “Staying strong for our people. Staying strong to keep the demon inside. Staying strong for her. Only her.”

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284. “His body was settling over hers, his knee nudging her thighs apart so he could press against her soft, welcoming body. “I think you should just stay naked and waiting for me,” he growled, stroking her to ensure her readiness.”

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285. “He had the impression of Shylah pouting, and that made him happy. Just talking to her made him happy. The fact that she would circle around, hunt and find the man watching from the forest, was a complete turn-on. He liked that this woman would be his partner.”

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286. “He worked well with the GhostWaljers, as a member of that team, but having Shylah as a partner was eye-opening. She seemed to anticipate every possibility as he did, and she took steps to protect him more fiercely than any person ever had.”

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287. “He’d searched the world over for his lifemate, the woman holding the other half of his soul, the light to his darkness. She didn’t exist. It was that simple. She didn’t exist.”

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288. “She responded to him as if born for him – and he was certain she was. More importantly, he was beginning to think he had been born for her.”

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289. “This woman could break him when nothing that had come earlier in his life ever had.”

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290. “She could be a phoenix, rising like that firebird from the ashes of who she had been.”

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291. “If she drank enough, she might just dare to get on the back of his bike and ride off with him. She wouldn’t look back. She wouldn’t want to look back. He would be enough for her. She could make a life with him, she knew she could.”

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292. “I belong to you, devochka moya. Everything I am and will ever be. My heart. My body. I belong to you and I want you to be familiar with what is yours.”

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293. “He had thought to hold a part of himself back until she made up her mind. Getting his heart broken wasn’t on his list of things he wanted to experience. But the effect of her welcoming smile told him it was too late. He’d already fallen.”

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294. “And right at this moment, Ken, you’re protecting what I hold most dear. I’ll never be able to repay you for what you’ve done this day.”

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295. “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.”

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296. “For one moment, their eyes locked. His were blue, but that was far too mundane to describe them. Almost a pure dark blue, a true navy. She’d seen them for a second, but it didn’t matter with her enhanced vision. She would dream about those eyes for the rest of her life.”

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297. “He’d always had his family, his brothers and sister, and they had formed a unit so strong, when he was younger, he hadn’t thought he would ever need anyone else. Loneliness taught him otherwise.”

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298. “You make me feel alive, Grace. Every cell in my body wakes up around you. My heart. Who knew it was even possible?”

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299. “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.”

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300. “I’m not above putting you over my knee.” She went up on her toes to cover the scant couple of inches needed to find his mouth with hers. “Sounds intriguing,” she murmured against his lips. She brushed kisses back and forth across his mouth. “But you’d better really enjoy it, because once you let me up, I’ll have to retaliate, just for the sake of all women across the world.” He choked, laughter welling up.”

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