The Beast Rumor said the powerful Nicolai DeMarco could command the heavens, that the beasts below did his bidding and that he was doomed to. Lair of the Lion is a paranormal/romance written by American author Christine Feehan. Unlike most for her other works, this novel is not part of an ongoing series. Lair of the Lion by Christine Feehan – book cover, description, publication history.
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I think my problem is, I really don’t care for gothic romance, in general. Really, I must see him, and if I don’t leave soon, the pass will be closed and Christinr won’t be able to get out. Now she was annoyed. Glancing at the servant almost for reassurance, Isabella stepped across the threshold into the bedchamber. I am fascinated by the written word and I love storytellers. I’ll watch over you” Isabella First up, what a lucky girl.
So, I won’t go on and on about this book. He was watching her from the shadows, blending in so she couldn’t make him out. Her long lashes drifted down and she lay on the bed, fdehan robe lai her naked body, soaking up the excess water from her bath.
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As usual, I love her heroes and heroines. Isabella Vernaducci is an impoverished aristocrat whose brother Lucca is being held prisoner by Don Rivellio, whose had his eye on their lands for years. She knew he was home. He puts a plan in motion to free Isabella’s brother, and their odd courtship begins. He was wealthy, cunning, and o to be something other than human.
At once the terrible oily thickness that had permeated the air of the palazzo seemed to be gone. Lists with This Book. Urgg, he’s too much. The creak of the door warned her. Slippery with the tiny ice particles on them. Everyone feeehan you did it lwir your own. This is a Gothic tale of a man cursed and the woman he traps in his castle.
Carefully she looked around her, trying to appear in control when all she wanted to do was run. Best known for her vampire romances Dark Guardianetc. Isabella tried to open her eyes, managed to peek out from beneath her lashes. Wherever you sent me, I would wither and die. The curse that plagues their valley, and the gossip that whispers thoroughly the villages lalr hallways, christtine little to be imagined. It is really the saddest thing I have read, but the romance is so real and pure. Isabella pulled the coverlet more closely oof her.
Pulling her cloak closer around her, she followed the older woman through the maze of wide halls, up a winding marble staircase where a multitude of portraits stared at her. She loved and stood by her man and she did’t falter when the odds where against them. Isabella stepped across the threshold.
Also this author has a way of dragging out the middle of her book So All-in-all a great read. He was watching her. What a strong heroine she is. Usually because I would want more, but it was only for a brief sentence or two.
She had come here for a purpose, risked everything to get to this place, to see the elusive don. For all her joy at saving her brother, there are powerful undercurrents of unease. The food was taken away and Isabella continued to drift, the beauty of the room, the curistine crackle of the fire and Sarina’s hands in her hair lulled her into a sense of well feegan From far away, insulated by her dreamlike state, she heard Sarina’s shocked gasp.
He agrees to help christime with conditions attached which I won’t reveal because I don’t want to spoil anyone’s fun She then takes up residence in his home. A monster lying in wait.
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Some had likn webbed wings spread and perched to launch into the sky. At night she hears spooky, ominous sounds in the night. I will have to lock you in for your own safety. If this guy was seen as a beast since chridtine was a child and no one would even look at him, how in the hell did he become so proficient at sex? I got sucked into the story immediately.
Lair of the Lion by Christine Feehan
The fire is burning in your room, there is a warm bath being prepared and the cook is sending food for you. Somewhere along these lines Small icons and large sculptures of the creatures were scattered throughout the halls. I know, for some, it makes their toes curl to be dominated and told what to do yada yada yada. A portent of danger. A knock on her door failed to rouse her interest.
There was no whisper of his clothes, no padding of his footfalls, absolutely no sound at all. christlne
But chritsine also showed a lot of pluck, telling this big, scary guy off with no qualms, when he deserved a good tongue-lashing. At Isabella’s movement, the woman turned and looked at her, smiling serenely.
The storm was growing in a kind of frenzy, sheets of ice slamming to earth so that the large white crystals covered the ground almost immediately.