For the first time in his existence, he knew he was drowning and he wasn't thinking about survival.
Christine FeehanEveryone knows ladies love Cajuns. It's in our blood and our language is the language of romance." "Your language is the language of bullshit. You're just a couple of good ole boys with pretty faces. Women just ought to know better.
Christine FeehanI'm an observer. I read about life. I research life. I find a corner in a room and melt into it. I can become invisible. It's an art, and I am a wonderful practitioner.
Christine FeehanJonas. Their rock. Shattered into so many shards. Holding himself together through the sheer force of will.
Christine Feehan