I don&#39;t know if I&#39;m a national education figure.

I have an odd craving to whisper about those few frightful hours in that ill-rumoured and evilly shadowed seaport of death and blasphemous abnormality.

We need to remember across generations that there is as much to learn as there is to teach.

Raven allowed her head to fall back against his shoulder with a slight sigh. “Did you kidnap me or rescue me?”  Strong white teeth gleamed at her, a predator’s smile, a man’s amusement. “Perhaps a little of both.

Written By Christine Feehan

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