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Please, I'd love to meet the guy you couldn't handle, and give him and award.
Gena Showalter
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Gena Showalter
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: January 1
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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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Should I pull on a shirt? he asked with hint of amusement. I WILL NOT BLUSH. No. He'd be doing the world a favor if he never wore a shirt again, but I wasn't going to tell him that part. You're fine.
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Why did the warrior cross the road? [Koldo] That’s easy. To kill the guy on the other side. [Nicola] A bud of amusement had her smiling. Knock, knock. [Koldo] Who’s there? [Nicola] Donut. Donut who? Donut run from me, puny girl.
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Life's too short to pretend and play games like that. I want to spend my time hanging out with people who make me feel good about myself. People who make me happy.
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I’m not trying to—What do teenagers say nowadays?” he asked my grandmother.“Get all up in her biznez,” Nana said.Without cracking a smile.“That’s right,” he replied. “We’re not trying to get all up in your biznez, Ali.
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What was worse, he couldn't tell her how much he thought he maybe might kinda sorta love her.
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If Paris were missing, he´d want the same guys looking for him. Seriously, the only team capable of getting better results would be Jason Voorhees, Freddy Krueger, Michael Myers and Hannibal
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I'm William, but you can call me Sexy. Everyone does.
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They were connected, one being, fused together. She belonged to him, and he to her.
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Anya jumped in front of the man, acting as his shield. “Now, Sabin. He didn’t mean any harm. He’s borderline stupid. You know that.
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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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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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Words without action mean nothing. I’ll show you.
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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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Neighbor… was that the word for whoring tramp nowadays?
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Come on, baby.” Paris combed his fingers through her hair. “Look past my terrible personality and hideous looks and throw me a bone. Teach me how to woo you properly.” She snorted. “I’d argue the hideous looks part.” “But not the terrible personality? Ouch. That hurts, baby.
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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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To you I belong.My heart beats only for you.No other will tempt me,from this day and beyond.To you I belong.
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