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There was a certain feminine satisfaction in having the last word, delivering her line smartly, and breaking the connection between them quickly and decisively.

Christine Feehan

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Christine Feehan
Age: 24
Born: 2000
Born: January 1
Novelist
Writer
Ukiah
California
Christine King
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Connection
Certain
Quickly
Connections
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Smartly
Line
Decisively
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Word
Feminine
Lasts
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Do you have a camera? Jackson asked. We could get some pictures and may be take a print or two if we're lucky. Jonas shook his head. We'd probably get a bunch of ghosts and that would just freak me out.
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I know what it's like to battle everyday of my life, just for acceptance, just to survive.
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He wanted to wake up every morning to her. Go to sleep with his body wrapped tightly around hers. He wanted her to have his child—his children. He knew he wanted to live out the rest of his life with her by his side and when he died, he wanted to die in her arms.
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I realized I love him just as much or more than I did four years ago. That I'm never live with him She raised her head to look at her sisters with haunted eyes. And I don't know if I can live without him.
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You can't go back I can't go back either, but we can go on.
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Betrayal is never easy to handle and there is no right way to accept it.
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We can do anything you like. Just be with me.
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He worked at stealing her heart to replace the one she'd taken from him.
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And of course I'm a chauvinist, but it isn't my fault. It isn't? No, Jack was born first and I share his genes. I can't help it if he infected me inside the womb. Briony burst out laughing. I should have known that would be your excuse.
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-Mikhail?...Try making suggestions next time, or just plain asking. You go do whatever it is you're doing, and I'll go search you extensive library for a book on manners. -You will not find it. -Why am I not surprised?
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Have you ever heard of a condom? Don't Carpathians have condoms? Because I'm thinking that if you're all that worried, a condom might be just the thing. His smile was slow in coming. I had not thought of that. As a rule Carpathians do not need such things.
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Wolves? I should have known. Of course you have wolves. Doesn’t everybody?” She snapped her fingers. “The gun, Lucian. Hand it over. I’ve decided I have to shoot you after all. It’s the only way to preserve my sanity.
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I write for the love of writing. If I never published another book, I would still be writing stories.
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You're insane, but you're my kind of man.
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His energy is very malevolent. Don't get sick or I'll start asking you if the baby is all right in front of him.
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If what he said was the truth, it broke her heart. If what he said was a lie, it was broken anyway.
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There's no room for him in your head, Elle. I'm there. I'll always be there and if he tries to come in I'll drive him out until you're strong enough to do it yourself. And there was never room for him in your heart because I was already there. He couldn't touch your soul. It belongs to you and no one else unless you decide to share.
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Sebastian it is. You can tell me what a patron saint is later, since I have no knowledge of such things. Sebastian Kane. Sebastian Kane Cannon. You're going to marry me and use my last name, right? Is that supposed to be a proposal?
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King-sized? It would take up all my space. I need wide-open spaces. She glanced at Kane for help, but he was rolling around on a matress and moaning in a loud, orgasmic manner. She rolled her eyes and heaved a sigh.
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Rhianna flashed Rose a small smile. Sometimes I have a chip on my shoulder. You know, the woe-is-me-I'm-such-a-martyr complex.
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