Top 500 Christine Feehan Quotes (2024 Update)
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401. “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.”

— Christine Feehan

402. “I know,” he admitted as he rested his forehead against hers, looking into her eyes. “What are we going to do now?” A slow smile curved his mouth. “I really expected you to kill me so I wouldn’t have to figure that part out.”

— Christine Feehan

403. “Soleil’s laughter warmed him when he thought nothing could. She moved something inside him, things he thought dead or never there in the first place. She brought out his desire to be better. She chased his demons away.”

— Christine Feehan

404. “Wariness crept into her eyes, into her expression. Her tongue touched her bottom lip, that full bottom lip he wanted to bite. He dreamt of biting it. Now it was going to happen.”

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405. “She was his. The lifemate he had endured centuries of emptiness waiting for. She was his world. The light. The colors he thought he had lost forever. She was the ecstasy he never knew existed. And she was with him for eternity.”

— Christine Feehan

406. “I knew the moment I saw your courage on that plane, Nicoletta. I knew you. What was inside you, and I knew I had to learn to be man enough to deserve to call you mine.”

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407. “The woman was sexy, lethal and very confident. The sound of her laughter was enticing. Intriguing. It played along his nerve endings and sent an electrical current running through his bloodstream. He was on the verge of death and he’d never felt more alive.”

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408. “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.”

— Christine Feehan

409. “We can do anything you like. Just be with me.”

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410. “He’d been angry. He’d been afraid for her. He’d been shocked that just by being with her, he’d become everything he most despised in the world – a predator.”

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411. “He pulled out of her mind abruptly. She knew because she felt bereft. Starkly alone. The feeling was raw and ugly after having him there with her. She wanted him back, and that wasn’t an intelligent response.”

— Christine Feehan

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

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413. “You chose me, Soleil. I chose you. Let’s make this work.”

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414. “He settled on the balcony outside her second-story window and became still, a part of the night, blending for a moment into the very fabric of the building. Her bedchamber was one of the rooms with a light, proclaiming that she was unable to sleep. His dark, burning eyes found her through the clear glass, found her and claimed her.”

— Christine Feehan

415. “If I had a sense of humor, I’d be laughing right now.”

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416. “Her wild imagination immediately interpreted his statement as him claiming her, making her his, letting her know no matter what, he would stand for her.”

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417. “His entire body shuddered with pleasure. He caught her hips in his hands, surged forward to to bury himself deep inside of her. A safe haven. His world was changed forever. He no longer walked the earth utterly alone. He would never be alone again. Antonietta changed his world. Brought him light in his unrelenting darkness.”

— Christine Feehan

418. “He found he was holding his breath. A part of him wished she had a man. That she wouldn’t look up, see him and smile that innocent, shy smile that told him she was interested in a monster. On the other hand, if she didn’t smile at him that way, he’d be crushed. Shattered.”

— Christine Feehan

419. “I like you belonging to me, Bree. More importantly, I like belonging to you.”

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420. “It wasn’t her looks that caught his interest or made him stand utterly still. It was her shadow. The sun was throwing light perfectly to create tall, full shadows. Hers leaked long tentacles. Thin. Like streaks reaching out toward the shadows around her. Everywhere there was a shadow, hers connected to it with the long feelers – with long tubes.”

— Christine Feehan

421. “That was the first time I realized that some people had something truly beautiful and it was called family. I wanted that for myself-and that tea set. It was elegant and beautiful, and it represented that bond they has as well as their connection to the past.”

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422. “We’re celebrating tonight,” Ricco said, raising his glass. “To our Francesca. May she be followed by the right ones in a very timely manner.”

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423. “Keep making fun of my name and every time you order a drink, I’m going to put something in it you won’t like.”

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424. “He needed to keep this woman with him. He didn’t even know why the compulsion was so strong, but that need was relentless, bone deep. Soul deep.”

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425. “She wasn’t certain what he was going to work on, being a caveman all the time, or trying not to be a caveman most of the time.”

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426. “His shadow and hers had become entangled in spite of his efforts to keep them apart. Although, truthfully, he hadn’t tried that hard. He knew if she rejected him, the consequences to him would be dire.”

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427. “There’s danger in separating yourself from everyone, not wanting anyone to see inside of you where you’re vulnerable. We know the world isn’t safe and perfect like the fairy tales. But if you let it eat away at you, when that one comes along, that woman you know is going to make your world for you, you won’t see her, because you’re too busy hiding. I almost missed my chance with her.”

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428. “Victor watched them working together flawlessly, something his brothers had done from the time most of them were young. That ability to seamlessly blend their talents had allowed them to survive the insanity they’d grown up in. The gifts each of them had always astonished him.”

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429. “He was a machine, not feeling the grueling effects on his muscles as he made the slow crawl between targets, but the longer he was in the field, moving from kill to kill, the more he felt eyes on him.”

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430. “She stood there looking up at him as if he were a good man and would save her. He was debating whether or not he was that good. Unfortunately for her, he didn’t think so.”

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431. “I’m trying to decide if I’m having hallucinations and you’re really an angel – or witch. Either one, I can’t tell yet.”

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432. “Since no one’s ever fallen in love with me, I think now’s a good time. I can go out knowing someone thought I was worth that.”

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433. “Are you certain she’s the one?” Emme whispered. “Do you just know it, Vittorio?” In your soul, where you live, do you just know?”

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434. “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.”

— Christine Feehan

435. “I love how you always want me, Abbey. Do you have any idea what a gift that is to a man?” Her fingers caressed the hair on his neck. “Do you have any idea what a gift it is to have a man look at me the way you do?”

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436. “There was always a trail, skin cells, a scent, thermal imaging, parts left behind that the riders called prints. Sometimes those proved helpful when tracking an individual, especially if they were fresh.”

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437. “Breezy laughed and the sound went through him the way it often did, lighting his world. She sounded bright and happy and she shed that light on him. She took him right out of the violence, the blood and death and vile world he lived in to draw into the sunshine with her.”

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438. “How could she not answer him more fully when he was looking at her so directly? When the deep, commanding way he said her name made her feel that if she didn’t tell him the truth, he would be disappointed.”

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439. “He wanted this woman to trust him. To give herself to him. To let him into her life.”

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440. “Vittorio Ferraro was the most extraordinary man she’d ever meet and she would forever regret being a coward if she didn’t give what had been growling between them a chance.”

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441. “He just likes everyone to think he’s a badass.” “I am a badass, damn it,” Jackson said. He picked up the comb and carefully started on the next thick strand of hair. “You seem to be the only one who isn’t aware of it.”

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442. “We clearly were on the same team. You killed over a dozen of the bastards and I wasn’t about to reward you by killing you. They deserved it.”

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443. “He preferred smaller knives, but when you wanted to make a statement, you did it big. He wanted this man cowed and willing to talk.”

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444. “Spend several lifetimes with me, an eternity. Be with me. Say you want me that much. Let me be part of your family.”

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445. “They’d been children, but they’d been lethal. Now, as adults, they were even more deadly.”

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446. “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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447. “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.”

— Christine Feehan

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

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449. “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.”

— Christine Feehan

450. “God. She loved the children. They were all so amazing. Every last one of them. She was grateful she’d made the decision to go into that labyrinth, the chambers of utter horror, to get them out. She refused to regret that decision, no matter the price she had to pay – and she was paying it every single minute of the day.”

— Christine Feehan