Three Sisters Island Trilogy, Nora Roberts - Dreamcast
"And a great roar sounded in the forest, a swirling torrent of wind, a wild leap of fire. While those who hunted what they never understood slept in their righteous beds, an island rose up toward sky, circled madly toward sea.
Settled safe and serene on quiet waves. And took its first breath of life on that shortest night."
"I care about you. The link's too strong for that to be otherwise. I don't want to be in love with you again, Sam. And that's my choice. If you can't accept that, we need to stay away from each other."
“I know it, because I felt it too.” Fisting a hand, Ripley tapped it on her chest. “I felt what you felt. I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t eat. I could barely get out of bed most days. It was like dying from the inside out.”
“If you’re talking about complete empathy, I’ve never-” Mia stammered.
“I don’t know what you call it,” Ripley snapped. “I experienced, physically, what you experienced. And I couldn’t stand it. I wanted to do something, wanted you to do something. Pay him back, make him hurt. And the longer it went on, the more angry I got. If I was mad, it didn’t hurt as much. I couldn’t think past the fury.”
That was Zack's first impression of her. A pretty blonde wearing a white apron and a mile-wide smile with winking dimples.
She stroked his hair. "We have a lifetime to put others in its place. I want to marry you, Sheriff Todd. I want to start that lifetime very soon."
Dr. MacAllister Booke wasn't just going to study witches. He was damn well going to marry one. As soon as she figured out how to make him.
Even as he spoke, he heard the sound of heels on wood. It could have been a dozen women, descending the curving steps in high heels. But he knew. As his heart stumbled in his chest, he stepped around the bookshelves and saw her just as she made the last turn.
And the look, that one look at her, sliced him into a thousand pieces.
The princess, he thought, had become the queen.
Lulu was behind the counter. He would have recognized her anywhere. The tiny woman with a gnome's face almost swallowed up by silver-framed glasses had, essentially, raised Mia.
...
"Always knew you'd come back. Bad pennies always turn up."
This was his first barrier, the dragon at the gate. "Hello, Lu."
Settled safe and serene on quiet waves. And took its first breath of life on that shortest night."
"I care about you. The link's too strong for that to be otherwise. I don't want to be in love with you again, Sam. And that's my choice. If you can't accept that, we need to stay away from each other."
“I know it, because I felt it too.” Fisting a hand, Ripley tapped it on her chest. “I felt what you felt. I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t eat. I could barely get out of bed most days. It was like dying from the inside out.”
“If you’re talking about complete empathy, I’ve never-” Mia stammered.
“I don’t know what you call it,” Ripley snapped. “I experienced, physically, what you experienced. And I couldn’t stand it. I wanted to do something, wanted you to do something. Pay him back, make him hurt. And the longer it went on, the more angry I got. If I was mad, it didn’t hurt as much. I couldn’t think past the fury.”
That was Zack's first impression of her. A pretty blonde wearing a white apron and a mile-wide smile with winking dimples.
She stroked his hair. "We have a lifetime to put others in its place. I want to marry you, Sheriff Todd. I want to start that lifetime very soon."
Dr. MacAllister Booke wasn't just going to study witches. He was damn well going to marry one. As soon as she figured out how to make him.
Even as he spoke, he heard the sound of heels on wood. It could have been a dozen women, descending the curving steps in high heels. But he knew. As his heart stumbled in his chest, he stepped around the bookshelves and saw her just as she made the last turn.
And the look, that one look at her, sliced him into a thousand pieces.
The princess, he thought, had become the queen.
Lulu was behind the counter. He would have recognized her anywhere. The tiny woman with a gnome's face almost swallowed up by silver-framed glasses had, essentially, raised Mia.
...
"Always knew you'd come back. Bad pennies always turn up."
This was his first barrier, the dragon at the gate. "Hello, Lu."