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Yep, that's me. I know. I know. You're humbled I'm here, feel like throwing rose petals at my feet, blah, blah, blah. No need, though. Just try and think of me as a normal guy -William

Gena Showalter

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Gena Showalter
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: January 1
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People stared. Maybe because they were giants compared to everyone else, both in height and muscle mass. Maybe because of the telltale bulge of weapons at their waist. Or maybe because William opened a bag of Doritos and ate while he shopped. Hard to tell.
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You can include me, too. William blew Olivia a kiss, and her cheeks heated with a blush. No need to say anything. I already know what words are perched on your tongue. Stop me if I'm wrong, but my getting to know you will be your pleasure.
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A little tip for you, Winged Wonder. Don't threaten the woman you want to seduce. See Annabelle take control. He reached out, gently brushed his fingertip along her collarbone. If it means saving your life, I'll do more than threaten you. I'll follow through. Best you realize that now, rather than cry foul later.
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Neighbor… was that the word for whoring tramp nowadays?
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Not fat, just not anorexic. She's soft in all the right places.
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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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The word of the day is legs. Let's go back to my place and spread the word.
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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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I would have been here sooner but Lysander held me prisoner in our cloud, Bianka said with a grin. He wouldn't relent until Sabin gave the ok. Which I still don't understand and will continue to punish him for until he spills. Secrets or guts, I don't care which.
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When I find my consort, I plan to stab him in the heart before he can cause me a moment's unease. -Taliyah
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I’ve never cheated on a lover. I’m faithful, always. But the war comes before anyone’s feelings. Every time.” Wow. Battle before love. Without a doubt, he was the most unromantic male she’d ever met. Even more so than her great-grandfather, who had laughingly burned her great-grandmother to death after she’d given birth to Gwen’s grandmother.
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I am made of awesome. Kaia the Wing Shredder
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As teenagers, Marcus had been the muscle and Jake the brains. Marcus had beat up the kids who'd made fun of skinny Jake Jake had convinced teachers not to punish him. Since then, Marcus had grown a brain (kind of) and Jake had developed muscles. But habits die hard.
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Demon?” Gwen gasped out. Her back jerked ramrod-straight, and her face leeched of color. “Did you just say demon?” Oh, uh…did I say that?” Strider once again glanced around the plane helplessly. “No, no. I think I said seaman.
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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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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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I’ll carry you over my shoulder if I must, just as I did last night. If I’m forced to do it, however, I cannot guarantee you’ll make it out of this cell with your clothes on. Understand? ------ It appears I am the one who will not make it out of here with my clothes on.
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He bit the inside of his cheek, Death purring wildy. The pleasure of her touch, even one so innocent, rocked him to the core.
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„You,” the female on the bed said, her timbre shaded with irrittion. „New guy. Angel Boy. Colonel Curls, or whatever you want to be called. I'm done asking, so now I'm commanding. Free me.
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Sighing, she shut the book with a snap. “All right. You need to vent, so I’ll listen to you vent. But do it quickly, because Rydstorm was about to plunder Sabine with his thick, hard—
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