Christine Feehan Dark Series Novels & Stories

I shivered a little at the thought of fucking Grave, not out of disgust; the man has occupied my thoughts in the most sinful way possible. “I am not fucking him, Kane; I am anything but a fucking slut,” I snarled, wishing he was here in person so he could see how disgusted I am by the mere thought of it… supposedly. “I thought you had a heart, child. Don't you want to avenge your mother's, my wife's, death? I trained you better than this, Cross.” Kane snarled; I could literally feel the anger through the phone. Like it was supposed to scare me.

To all my lovely readers, Thank you so much for the love and loyalty you've shown the Celtic Wolf series so far! I am so thankful to each and every one of you for sharing this journey with me! I will be taking a little time to do some more writing and editing on book 3 before I begin publishing but it will be coming soon! The final book in the series will follow Dillon and Zoe's story. It will begin a little earlier in the timeline from where book 2 ended, taking us to the currrent time and beyond, culminating in the final showdown between the wolves, Light and Dark Fae.

How in the world did I get here? As she wondered where she was, she began to search her surroundings with just her gaze and she saw that the windows were barricaded with metal so there was no life in the room, it also made the room windowless which encouraged the bundle of nerves to just kick in her stomach and devour her insides. The whole room was filled with darkness and she disliked it. The damp smell of the room was unbearable; it reeked of fresh blood which made her body suspend in apprehension. "Claire? Where the fùck are you? Stop playing with me and come out!"

"You did know I'm half warlock, Jason, you should really be more careful next time. This was just a warning; I suggest you two stay the fuck out of my way before you really piss me off. I can be a real bitch when I don't get my way." As Gretchen stalked off through the castle, she saw Rosemary in the foyer speaking with some guests. "Don't need you sticking your fucking nose into my business." Gretchen misted to the town below to avoid being seen. As she walked into the forest to the South, she looked around for signs of being followed. "Good fucking riddance Darke family, it's been real." "Wake up Eason, get up." Jason shook Eason and slapped his face.

From what she could see, It wasn't a place someone would go; it was much smaller and cosier, but it didn't feel cosy, and it felt haunted and cold. It was warmer outside in the snowy breeze than inside. Sabin moved like a predatory, swiftly as if he'd done the very same thing before. No doubt he had done far more worst than this; she was hoping he wasn't going to do something worst than this. "Sabin?" She called his name, yet no answer. He remained focused, the look of a killer plaster his deceiving face—a face of an angel, yet the mind of a devil.

“You’d met me only once before today at a party my parents hosted nearly fifteen years ago. I’m Athena, Erick’s eldest sister.” “Oh! It’s a pleasure to meet you.” I smiled back. That explains why I felt like I knew her and why she had similar features to Kenna. “I always wondered why I never spotted either one of Erick’s sisters.” “Well, I was away with my husband, and Susan likes staying in the castle. She’s a bit of an introvert, but I’m sure you guys will get along just fine. She’s only a couple of years older than Erick,” Athena explained.

I saw him lighting another candle. I took a deep sigh. “Are you-” “Is the scent not that nice?” He cut me off. “Better if you’ll stop lighting another one doc, we're not summoning some devils to have our ritual with that bunch of candles.” I crossed my legs comfortably before presenting the innocent eyes and seducing lips. I’m obtainable seductive and siren inside out, I want to finish this man right here, right now. When would they give me a signal to kill him now? I’m running out of patience, tsk. Doc. Jairo Black, what did you do to make them think you were an enemy?

There was a smile on Sasha's face. She didn't expect to see Caro in Nolan's room. She felt weird at first but she covered it up by walking toward her. Besides she hadn't gotten to know her cousin's new girlfriend. The last one didn't go well. She died before she even got to know her, and now after five years of being alone and nowhere to be found, there is another woman. Nolan would never bring a woman to his private home if she wasn't important to him and if he wasn't serious with her. She looks very calm and mature, she is obviously a billionaire, and she is intelligent. just by looking at her anyone could tell that she is very smart.

She hadn’t wanted this. Not the Summit, not the bond, and especially not the twisting, unsteady ache in her chest that hadn’t stopped since she first locked eyes with Rhett Calder…or the one that bloomed deeper, slower, when Jace Rowan’s voice brushed against her spine like a memory that hadn’t happened yet. She didn’t trust either of them. She didn’t trust herself either. Why now? Why them? She let the bottle rest against her thigh, fingers drumming against the glass.

Fenrik My mind raced with uneasiness. She lowered my hand to her plumped breast as I caressed them thoroughly, leaving no stone unturned. She moved her mouth from my lips, kissing down my chest, as they landed on my nipples. She sucked on them with deep intensity. “Arrrgghh! Hmmm!” I moaned and groaned, my neck straining as I tried to settle my eyes on the moon ahead of us. “Do you like that, my Lycan?” Maera teased, her voice settling on me like ice on hot iron. “Or do you want me to go lower?”