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You're insane, but you're my kind of man.

Christine Feehan

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Christine Feehan
Age: 24
Born: 2000
Born: January 1
Novelist
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Ukiah
California
Christine King
Insane
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The secret weapon is cucumber.' Solange sat all the way up. 'Jasmine, cover your ears.' MaryAnn, Juliette and Jasmine burst out laughing. 'Sheesh, Solange. Get your mind out of the gutter.' 'MY mind is just fine, thank you. It's MaryAnn's I'm concerned about.' 'You put them on your eyes,' MaryAnn said, laughing even harder.
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We could get kinky and see how bats and rats make love, he suggested in a whisper, warm breath against her neck. You are a sick man, Jacques. Very, very sick.
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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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The real knife to a man's heart was his woman's tears.
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Joley likes to be scared, and she can't watch them alone. I don't know how you can make that sound perfectly logical.
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You’re mine, Isabeau. You’ll always be mine. Make no mistake about it. Whether you choose to forgive me and give us a second chance, or you don’t, you’ll be my only.
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I’m quite capable of walking,” she pointed out. It is faster this way. Your legs are short.” They are not!
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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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Your name is Lily Whitney. You are the woman I want at my side night and day. I want you to be the mother of my children someday. I want you for my lover. I want you for the person I turn to when the world gets to be too much.
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You are such a chicken. Bock. Bock. Bock. He refused to allow her very bad chicken impression to ruffle his feathers. He was above petty name-calling.
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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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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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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!
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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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I made the decision fifteen years ago that you were my life. My everything. You were with me in my dreams my dark lover my friend and confidant.
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Before Elle had come into his life, he didn't even know what tea was. Now it was a staple. Worse, he actually knew the differences in teas.
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Don't worry, now that I know about your little ego problem, I'll do my best to look all gushy when you pound you chest.
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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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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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I wasn’t going to argue with you. Why ever would you think that? I never argue. Lucian smiled at her. She was so small, it amazed him she was such a strong person. Of course you do not argue. What was I thinking? Go to sleep, honey, and allow my poor body to rest. I’m already asleep. You’re the one gabbing.
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