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Curious, he replayed the words, listened to the voice. She pulled on faded jeans and a crocheted sweater in defiance. Never had Mikhail felt such terrible fury. The discovery of this dying race of people, struggling desperately to preserve their place in the world afforded me many intriguing adventures on their behalf. Sooner or later you will not be able to take their demands.
El Principe Oscuro/ Dark Prince by Feehan, Christine
It had been years, his skills were rusty, but he could still ‘see’ when he wanted. If he gave up his existence, it would be of his own choosing. Someone to understand what it was like being so alone, so afraid to touch another being, afraid to be too close.
His mouth hovered inches from hers so that she could feel the warmth of his breath on her skin. She didn’t want to be recognized, didn’t want to feehaan the horrible nightmare of the man’s twisted and depraved mind.
He slid his palm up her calf, massaging, tantalizing, moved up farther, her prnicipe, her thigh. She was exquisite, beautiful, her skin like satin, her eyes incredibly large, intensely blue fringed with thick long lashes.
Jacob looked up with a welcoming smile, stood, as if waiting for her to join the group at his table. Every action with the brush lifted her breasts invitingly, emphasized her narrow rib cage and small waist.
This kind of passion could not be shared with a human, it was far too dangerous. And you don’t use a ‘push’ anyway, you issue a command and demand compliance. Dark Vows Paula A Richardson. He slipped up behind a young man physically fit, strong.
He came to her in the night, a predator – strength and power chiseled his features. That’s worse because it makes people sheep. There could be no mistakes.
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Dark Prince by Christine Feehan
Death and damnation could wait another day while he satisfied his curiosity. Her stomach heaved, cramped, Raven nearly doubled over, looked desperately for the ladies room. He breathed with her, for her, slow and even, matching her heartbeat until she relaxed, drowsy and worn. As a child she had been overwhelmed by the bombardment of emotions around her.
Surrender the Dark Tyler Stevens. With the threat of human wars growing closer to their village, a vampire threat likely hidden in the carnage Vladimir and his lifemate Sarantha have even darker worries.
I originally was going to write a werewolf book because I wanted to do something really different and I absolutely love wolves. Mikhail closed his eyes against self-loathing. The room was unexpectedly, strangely silent as if they were all feehqn holding their breath.
They were swamping her, beating at her already fragile state. That someone could hurt her like that, so casually, not even knowing or caring.
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Raven felt the force of his anger. Escandalo en la Noche Teresa Medeiros. She heard male laughter, low, amused, mocking. When it came, it was low and amused, as caressing as the touch of fingers on his skin. Un Beso en la Oscuridad Linda Howard. She didn’t allow herself to think of the way her body had come alive, needed the touch of his fingers.
Pero su sorpresa es inmensa al conocer que se trata de una humana. Description Prince of the Night. And she was human. Oil and water, don’t you think? Even with the waiter behind him, desperately working at the Heimlich maneuver, Jacob fell to his knees, his lips blue, his eyes rolling back in his head.
He lifted his head and roared out his pain like the wounded animal he was. He couldn’t be wrong. He realized he was holding his breath, needing the contact.