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My tagline is ‘Less sex, more romance, lower body count.’
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Cinda Williams Chima
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: January 1
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It was one of the warm nights at the end of summer that makes promises that won't be kept.
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Han made no effort to put up a brave front. Most of the time he just screamed himself hoarse, though a couple of times he amused himself by screaming Fionas's name as if he were in the throes of passion. FEEE-OHHH-NAAA! Lord Bayar made him pay for that, but afterward, Fiona didn't come down anymore, which Han appreciated.
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Just because you're the enemy of my enemy don't mean you're my friend, Han thought.
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Ellen could have killed me, Jack said quietly, but she didn't. She saved my life. How come? Fitch demanded. After all this? Ellen turned scarlet and stared at the ground. Maybe none of my opponents ever gave me flowers before, she mumbled.
Cinda Williams Chima
Don't expect much and you won't be disappointed.
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Oh, I am getting married, Raisa said sleepily. You promised me that if I agreed to marry you, that you would make it happen. She extended her hand, the one with the ring Han had given her, and waved it under his nose. So. It's time to pay up.
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And it's not just a matter of you hurting me. I will hurt you too, even if I don't want to, I'm not the girl you think I am. And you will remember this conversation , and wish that you'd listened to me.
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It was a peculiar marriage of interests- Lord Averill and Captain Byrne and Lord Bayar and Han Alister agreeing on anything was as rare as gold in Ragmarket.
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You didn't have to go to the fireworks with him. Or - or let him fondle you. Fondle? Raisa raised her eyebrows, When did I mention fondling?
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His aster-blue eyes shown out from a face blackened by bruises and soot, his fair hair glittering in the firelight. Dressed all in black, silhouetted against flame, he looked rather like a demon, raised from the dead, trading for souls on the other side.
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Her clothes still smoked from the wizard’s assault. But to him, she always smelled of flowers.
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He would find a way to make it work, because he finally understood that sometimes you have to raise your expectations. And sometimes you need to make a claim on the world and the people you love to get what you most desire
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Plus he was naturally lucky at cards. As Mam had always said, lucky at cards, or lucky at life. One or the other. Not both.
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One more thing: Linda, can you get to Canterbury and take over my Chaucerian Society? They're at Dovecote Hostelry in the old city. We're visiting all the scenes of the great murders. Tomorrow they want to see where Becket was killed. They're a bloodthirsty lot, it seems.
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A fiction writer is never entirely alone. Her characters are constantly whispering in her ear.
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If you want to be a writer, you must be in love with the process of writing, whether you achieve financial success or not.
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I continue to believe in miracles. But i know that miracles come to those who work very hard
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Will you give the girl to me? she said. Will you let me try? He nodded, dizzy with relief. Please, Willo. Please. Save her. It doesn't matter...what happens to me.
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Tears stung her eyes. She sank her knees next to the sleeping bench and gently raked strands of golden hair from him forehead. Don't you die. don't you dare. I forbid it. As if Han Alister had ever listened to anything she said.
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You do not respond to an attempt on your life with a slap on the hand. Or a joke.
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