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She stopped at the desk and held up a can for his view. This looks like an ordinary hairspray can, right? Of course. he said though he had no idea what hairspray was.

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Gena Showalter
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: January 1
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Enjoy him while it lasts, I called. Apparently he has Girlfriend ADD. She looked away, but not before I caught the blush staining her cheeks.
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Disappointment mixed with bitter acceptance flashed in her eyes. Maybe you are real, she said. It would require a dark side I don't have to create someone like you. You forgot to say 'no offense' before making that statement. No, I didn't. I meant offense. Bold little human, wasn't she? -Annabelle and Zacharel
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For gods' sake, Strider, Torin snapped. Open your mouth and form some words. While you're at it, stop staring at the angel like he's a tasty treat.
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There was a pause, static, a muttered Give me that, by an indignant female. Then the normally quiet reserved Ashlyn was demanding, Did you just drunk dial my husband? Yes, ma'am, Strider said, and the other two finally burst into laughter.
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So, your saying choices and destiny shape the course of our lives? I think so, yes. It's just easier to blame fate for all of the mistakes.
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Humans had a saying. Mess with the bull and get the horns. Well, Harpies had a saying, too. Mess with a Harpy and die.
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If all we've got to look forward to is disloyalty and treachery, why do we even make friends? Again, human nature. Hoping for the best is what drives us.
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Strider: Red hots dude. He'd ruin anything for a mouthful of those. Now pull over. William: Gummy Bears. You should have said so.
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Leap out the window, my inner Tigress cried. You aren't ready to face such a powerful Tiger. I frowned. I thought a true Tigress never backed down from a fight. Don't you know anything? When she's in heat, she avoids everything male. Now run!
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If only Paris and the Harpies had gotten along. But Promiscuity had taken one look at the beautiful women and deemed them “too much effort.
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I can't promise we'll ever use you for a hasty getaway, Cole said, but with a little work, you might be able to race my grandmother-while she's on her scooter.
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But we all must be true to our own nature. Acting as anyone other than yourself merely brings you pain and makes you appear ashamed of who and what you are. Others will feed off that shame, and soon it will be all that you are.
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Blood spurted from his nose. Okay, I couldn't help myself. I burst out laughing.
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You are mine, woman, and I am yours. Until you, my life was desolate. I existed, but I didn't truly live. Now I live, even in my death.
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I'm not mad, though, Kat said. You lied to me, and I lied to you. We're even. Finally he lost the grin. When did you lie? She gave him a Sweet'N Low smile, as if his amusement had been poured into her. Every time we messed around. I didn't actually enjoy myself, if you know what I mean.
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You know, you’re pretty when you smile,” she said, patting the side of his cheek. “Fierce, woman. I am fierce.” “If you say so.
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He was in my nose, my mouth, on my skin, inside my cells, deep in the marrow of my bones. Just then, he was everything to me.
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I cannot kill him, she muttered to herself. I cannot kill him. I promised Bianka I'd stop at ten bodies a day, and I've already surpassed my quota for the fifth day in a row. I cannot kill him.
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The devil on my right shoulder must have brutally strangled the angel on my left.
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