Top 500 Christine Feehan Quotes (2025 Update)
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351. “Her eyes caught him first thing. They were almost too big for her face. A very light brown, amber really, like a fine whiskey you spipped at night when you just wanted to lay it all down.”

— Christine Feehan

352. “Ice wanted her. For whatever reason, he might even need her.”

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353. “You are safe, Lorraine. You will always be safe from me. You are the one person in this world I could never harm for any reason.”

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354. “He liked her little glare. It made him feel as if they were a couple who had been together for a long time and she felt comfortable with him. If he didn’t live through the following day, he had this with her.”

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355. “I don’t want the world, Draden. I just want you. Here. Now. Whatever we’ve got in the time we have left.”

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356. “I don’t mind you in my head. I refuse to be embarrassed for thinking the truth. You have to know how good-looking you are. Fortunately for you, you seem to have brains and humor to go with your looks.”

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357. “It was strange, that feeling of freedom, as if by tying her, he released her spirit – beaten down, so encased in the beliefs of others, what was right, what was wrong, what she was – so that she could just be. Simply be.”

— Christine Feehan

358. “Well, Sara.” He said it very softly. “Are you going to save me?”

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359. “She probably should have been afraid of him, but he brought her such a sense of well-being that fearing him was impossible.”

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360. “One of us needs to know how to talk. I’m good with a gun, I think you should take up talking.”

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361. “He had never trusted a woman-or anyone, for that matter-to sleep close to him, let alone in the same bed. And yet, already, he was completely relaxed with her. He couldn’t imagine being without her, and now, if they survived, it was a very real possibility.”

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362. “She was inexperienced and she didn’t give herself lightly, but he could have her. He just wanted to be her choice.”

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363. “It was as if he wore a mask and whatever went on behind it wasn’t for the world – or her – to see. And she wanted to. She wanted to be that woman, the one who knew him inside and out.”

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364. “He was beginning to fall for her hard. It had nothing to do with her looks, and everything to do with her intellect and brightness.”

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365. “Shylah’s soft laughter slid into Draden’s mind. Warm like honey, filling him up when he hadn’t known he was empty.”

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366. “She had no idea she could feel so protected. So beautiful. So cherished. He made her feel all those things. She could give him his art- and it was beautiful.”

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367. “It wasn’t like he could name one single thing about them that made them stand out in his mind. They just gave off a dangerous vibe. Being with them really did feel as if he were inside a tiger’s cage, surrounded by the big cats.”

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368. “His mouth came down on hers and then he was just possessing her. Taking her over. Leaving her with nothing of herself because she burned up in the fire he generated.”

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369. “Draden drank in his surroundings with both appreciation and sorrow. The beautiful path led to a village that should have been thriving. Instead, it was now a path to certain death.”

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370. “He could do that. Make her forget, even if it was just for a few seconds. She couldn’t stop the slow nod of assent. Relief swept through her and she put her head back against the seat and closed her eyes. She didn’t have to think anymore.”

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371. “She’d been drawn to him before she met him. Immense satisfaction filled him. He liked that, more than liked it.”

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372. “The cell wanted to overthrow the government and to do that, they were hurting their own people. Draden had never seen the logic in that, how could they convince themselves that what they were doing was justified because they believed in the endgame.”

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373. “Control is an illusion, Steele. I learned that a long time ago. It doesn’t matter who appears to have it. We really only can control ourselves. We have choices. You were my choice.”

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374. “He was a shadow rider and that meant no one, ‘no one’ other than family, and even then close family, could the truth about him. She had to be in completely. Committed to him.”

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375. “It was dangerous to go back, at least for him, to even think of those days when he was too young and had no way to save the dying. He could only whisper to them, tell them not to be afraid, and that someday, he would avenge them.”

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376. “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.”

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377. “Bottom line, dolce core, that’s who I am. When the cops can’t do something to protect citizens, it’s my turn. You have to decide if you can live with who I am. The real me.”

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378. “A fuckin’ miracle, that’s what you are.”

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379. “Francesca was... extraordinary. A gift. A miracle. She just gave herself to him. He was connected to her through their shadows and he knew how she felt. Frightened, bordering on terror. Still, he mattered to her. She saw him, not the Stefano the rest of the world saw, but the man inside who needed. Who didn’t want to stand alone. She gave herself to that man.”

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380. “He kissed her with everything he was. Man. Beast. Killer. Biker. Hers. Every cell in his body belonged to her.”

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381. “He presented a mask of indifference to the rest of the world, but for her – and their future children – he would be different. He would share fun and laughter.”

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382. “Blythe was Viktor’s in. He’d arranged a casual meeting and swept her off her feet. He was good with women. He knew exactly how to read them and what they wanted and needed. He was good at providing.”

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383. “You have to commit to us. Just like you’re part of Torpedo Ink, I have to be part of you. You have to be all in.”

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384. “I swear to you, on my life, on the lives of my brothers, you’ll be happy. You’ll be safe.”

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385. “He stayed right where he was, planted against the door, afraid to move. He’d walked into a room filled with enemies, never flinching, and would do it over and over, but this woman held the power to ruin him.”

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386. “His team consisted of a group of mavericks. They were cohesive when they needed to be, but their strength was their individual thinking. Many of their enhancements enabled them to do their jobs better alone then in a group. The idea had been that the GhostWalkers easily could do teamwork or perform alone.”

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387. “Now there was Grace. An unexpected gift. She was far more than he’d ever fantasized about. She was courageous and beautiful. Intelligent and no pushover.”

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388. “Never think for one moment that you are not my choice. That you are not in my heart. I cannot see anything or anyone but you.”

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389. “She was strong. She had embraced his world. His soul was intact, and that mattered to him. Living mattered to him.”

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390. “We all signed up for a one-way ticket when we joined GhostWalkers. It’s just my turn.”

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391. “Blythe turned the tables on him. She was genuine. Sweet. Protective. Nurturing. Everything he’d never had and didn’t know he needed or wanted. It was impossible not to love her.”

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392. “His smile was warm, impossible to ignore, and did something to her insides, making her feel happy. Happiness wasn’t something she was used to feeling and it shocked her a little.”

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393. “Tempest liked the feeling of strength in Darius’s hand, the heat of his body warming hers, the easy, fluid way he moved with the suggestion of tightly leashed power. Most of all she loved the way his eyes burned possessively over her, the way his chiseled, perfect mouth tempted her.”

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394. “So now I’m supposed to believe you haven’t been with another woman for five years. Get. Out.”

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395. “Draden didn’t move, staying as still as any predator with his gaze fixed on his prey. No muscle moved.”

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396. “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.”

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397. “So beautiful.” He murmured the words aloud. He thought them in his head. Tucked them somewhere close. Her hair was beautiful, but so was her soul. That half she unknowingly held for him, it was beautiful as well. So much light in so small a package.”

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398. “She laughed, and the sound was tantalizing. He didn’t understand how musical notes could stroke a man’s skin and dance along his thighs. He didn’t understand how the notes could be an arrow that pierced his heart. She owned him.”

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399. “Stay with me, little one. I remained in this world because of you. You will have to be strong for both of us. Can you hear me, Raven? Do not leave me. I can make you happy. I know I can.”

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400. “Someone to care about him. Someone to be his center. Someone to make him feel alive and passionate about living.”

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