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My heart is very much alive and in your hands. Do your best not to destroy it. You are very lucky it isn't it my hands... The only thing I know to do with hearts is incinerate them! Ouch!
Christine Feehan
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Christine Feehan
Age: 24
Born: 2000
Born: January 1
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He wasn’t a hero. He wasn’t the man who stepped forward and saved the innocent. He was lost himself. Shadows had invaded a long time ago and stolen his life. But he would give anything he had left to be the man who found a way to save Judith
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But I'm not any better at relationships than you are. We'll find our way together, even if we're fumbling around in the dark for a while.
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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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I can't help it, Kate. And I'm laughing at me. I feel like one of those sappy men who run around with a big grin on his face all the time. I feel like grinning all the time around you, and it's so idiotic.
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Today's my wedding day, Mom, he said softly aloud. I'm marrying the woman I always told you I would someday.
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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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If I had a sense of humor, I'd be laughing right now.
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Do you suppose we can take that as evidence? We could cut out the sections. Jonas snorted, You can try taking a saw to that house, but personally, I'm not about to get anywhere near it with anything resembling a weapon.
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Nicholas wanted to believe in fairy tales. She'd read her share, hoping for miracles, but in the end, there was no hundred acre wood to play in with her little stuffed animals. There was pain and crushing disillusionment and betrayal.
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I'm putting up a great front, then because I feel like I'm breaking apart inside.
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Stay out of my mind. You certainly weren't invited.' Her hands went to her hips. 'And just for the record, your mind needs to be washed out with soap! Half the things you think we're going to do are never going to happen. I could never look at you again.
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-She is like the wind, open and free. If I cage the wind, would it die? -Then don't cage it, Mikhail. Trust it to stay beside you.
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The real knife to a man's heart was his woman's tears.
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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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They're spreading out. Look unaware and sweet and innocent. It's a little hard to look innocent when I'm as big as a house.
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The trouble is not really in being alone, it's being lonely. One can be lonely in the midst of a crowd, don't you think?
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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 were a thousand secrets in her eyes, a thousand wounds. A lifetime of distrust and betrayal. Isolation. How did one overcome such things?
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We never can just stop time. Or take moments back. Life doesn't work that way, does it?
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Sestrilla, hafelina Jue amourasestrilla Awou jue selaviena En patre jue Translation: Beloved one, little cat I love you for all time In this time And all others
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