“None of this…none of this…whatever you call this.” She waved her hand to encompass everything. Kissing. Taking her blood. Seducing her. Ordering her around. Setting perimeters. All of it.
His black gaze never left her face. His eyes as still as those of a leopard scenting prey. Avid. Burning. Intense. He took her breath away with his eyes. Hypnotized her. Cast a spell over her.
Tempest pulled her gaze from his, from the seductive, black velvet trap. “And stop that, too,” she said decisively, despite the fact that he made her hungry for him.
“Stop what?”
“Stop looking at me that way, it’s definitely out. You can’t look at me that way. It’s cheating.”
“How am I looking at you?” His deep voice dropped even lower, the cadence soft and husky. Mesmerizing. “Okay, that’s out, too. No talking in that tone of voice,” she declared staunchly. “And you know very well what you’re doing. Act normal.”
His white teeth gleamed at her, nearly stopping her heart. “I am acting normal, Tempest.”
“Well, then, that’s out, too. No acting normal.”
― Christine Feehan, quote from Dark Fire
“She was crawling out from under the huge tour bus when he first caught sight of her. She was small, like a child.”
― Christine Feehan, quote from Dark Fire
“Where is everyone?” Cullen demanded, finally emerging from his car and gingerly looking around the deserted camp. He followed Tempest to the truck.
“Darius is somewhere in the woods. He likes to string a hammock between two trees far away from all of us and have what he affectionately refers to as his quiet time.”
― Christine Feehan, quote from Dark Fire
“The vampire had to be pretty hard up to come after someone who looked the way she did-like Frankenstein’s bride.”
― Christine Feehan, quote from Dark Fire
“Still, that didn’t give him the right to chastise her, did it? I have the right because you belong to me and I can do no other than to see to your safety and happiness. The voice was calm and very masculine, holding a dark promise she didn’t want to think about.”
― Christine Feehan, quote from Dark Fire
“Darius glided toward Tempest in his silent, intimidating way. “You are going to bed now, honey. I will not listen to any arguments.” Tempest was already lying down. “Does anyone else besides me ever get the urge to throw things at you?” She sounded drowsy, not combative. Darius hunkered down beside her so he was at eye level with her. “I do not think so. If they do, they do not have the audacity to tell me.” “Well, I think throwing something at you is the only way to go,” Tempest told him. Her eyes were already closing, and her voice was weary and sad despite her heavy words. Darius stroked the wealth of red-gold hair away from her face, his fingers soothing her scalp. “Do you? Maybe tomorrow might be a better time to try it.” “I have a very good aim,” she warned him. “It would be easier on you if you just quit giving me orders.” “That would ruin my reputation,” he objected. A smile curved the corners of her mouth, emphasizing the thin red cut at the side of her lip.”
― Christine Feehan, quote from Dark Fire
“Your leader has found his lifemate, Dayan,” Julian said happily, “and is clueless, totally clueless, about how to deal with her. Finding your lifemate leaves you feeling as if someone punched you in the gut and stole your sanity. Your Darius is used to having his way in all things, simply commanding whatever he deems correct. But now I suspect he is in for the shock he so richly deserves.” “He will simply force his will upon Tempest,” Dayan said confidently, “then everything will return to normal.” “Forcing your will on your lifemate is in the same category as cutting your own throat. Not a wise idea. Still, watching will make for much fun,” Julian said smugly.”
― Christine Feehan, quote from Dark Fire
“What kind of spell did I put over you?” he asked gently, his voice that pure, mesmerizing, hypnotic cadence she couldn’t seem to resist. “How should I know?” she asked petulantly. “For all I know, you studied with Merlin.” She regarded him with suspicion. “You didn’t, did you?” “Actually, honey, he was my apprentice,” he said. She put both hands over her ears,”
― Christine Feehan, quote from Dark Fire
“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.”
― Christine Feehan, quote from Dark Fire
“Cullen’s eyebrows shot up. “Darius? He must be the bodyguard. I’ll admit the man is good, but it won’t matter how good he is. They’ll get you. They’ll find you and kidnap you. You don’t understand—these people are dead serious.” She leaned forward to stare directly into his eyes so that he would know she spoke the absolute truth. “No, Cullen, you’re the one who doesn’t understand. They don’t understand. Darius would come for me. No one could stop him. Nothing on this earth could stop him. He is utterly relentless. He’s merciless. He’s as silent as the leopard and moves like the wind. They wouldn’t see him, wouldn’t smell him, as he sped through time or space. And he would never stop, not until he had me back and had removed any threat to me for all time. That is who they’d be dealing with.”
― Christine Feehan, quote from Dark Fire
“Do not ever attempt to leave me again, Tempest,” he murmured so softly that she barely caught the words. There was an unguarded ache in his voice that brought a fresh flood of tears to her eyes. In her life, no one had ever wanted her. No one had ever needed her. Certainly no one had ever been so loving and caring toward her. For all his overbearing, dominating ways, she couldn’t ever say he didn’t put her first. She couldn’t say her heart wasn’t totally captivated. He had woven a spell around her so strong, she didn’t think the tie could ever be broken. As”
― Christine Feehan, quote from Dark Fire
“He was becoming intimate with her mind, with her body, like a lover, though he had not yet shared her body or mind in the way he wanted. Darius”
― Christine Feehan, quote from Dark Fire
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“Words actually failed me. I felt as dumb as my lounge-less friend in the corner. "You injected me with vampire blood?" My words were said slowly, ensuring that I didn't get one wrong or accidentally call Francis a fucking asshat. "You're a vampire?"
Francis' expression managed to convey how stupid he thought that question was. "I live underground, and you've never seen me outside. I'm pale in complexion ands obviously hundreds of years old. What did you think I was? Agoraphobic?”
― Steve McHugh, quote from Crimes Against Magic
“It would not do to be Lord of a universe inhabited solely by serfs.”
― Wayne Gerard Trotman, quote from Veterans of the Psychic Wars
“Whence then come my errors? They come from the sole fact that since the will is much wider in its range and compass than the understanding, I do not restrain it within the same bounds, but extend it also to things which I do not understand: and as the will is of itself indifferent to these, it easily falls into error and sin, and chooses the evil for the good, or the false for the true.”
― René Descartes, quote from Meditations on First Philosophy
“Never talk to waiters like that," Kit said.
"Can I help it," he said, "if I only went one year to finishing school?"
"It isn't manners," she said like a sensible schoolteacher quietly disciplining a small boy, "it just isn't smart."
I thought of the time I first told him not to say ain't. He took this the same way, a little peeved but making mental notes. I noticed he was never too much of an egotist to take criticism when he knew it would help. It was part of his genius for self-propulsion. I was beginning to see what Kit had for Sammy. Of course she stood for something never within his reach before. But it was more than that. Sammy seemed to know that his career was entering a new cycle where polish paid off. You could almost see him filing off the rough edges against the sharp blade of her mind.”
― Budd Schulberg, quote from What Makes Sammy Run?
“I have to give up everything, the house, the servants, my friends, my whole life. I will freeze to death or I will die of boredom. It will be a race between the two.”
― Colm Tóibín, quote from The Master
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