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...He palmed up the life Alert. Death Alert was more like it: Help, I haven't fallen and I'm standing up-can you come and rectify this problem? - Isaac

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Come to think of it, that word (choice) shouldn't be applied to people's destinies. Ever. Choice should be relegated to TV and meals: You could choose NBC over CBS or steak instead of chicken. But take the concept any further than the stove or the remote control and the word just didn't apply. - V
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Then you would hold me up, wouldn't you. He traced over her features with his fingertips. And as he did, for some strange reason, he felt the arms of infinity wrapping around them both, holding them close... linking them forever. Yes, he mouthed. I would hold you up. I will ever hold you up and hold you dear, lover mine.
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In the center was a tiny handprint in red paint.
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How sweetly he came to her, she thought. Even with his bulk and power, he came to her...sweetly.
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But Tudor mansions on manicured grounds didn't look right with their grand front doors wide open to the night. It was like a debutante flashing her bra thanks to a wardrobe malfunction.
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She was seriously staring. Which was what you did when you got a gander at a man who is hung like a Louisville Slugger.
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I'm in love, he said hoarsely. With someone else. That's why. Qhuinn (Lover Unleashed)
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But then, gifts are like beauty, are they not. It is in the eye of the recipient that they find their seat, not in the hand of the giver.
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Lassiter came in alone, likely because Doc Jane had returned to the Pit. And the angel was naked as a jaybird… and just frickin’ fine. No bullet holes, no scars, no contusions. “You keep looking at me like that and you’d better buy me dinner afterward.
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In his fantasy, he kissed his best friend again, pulled back, and… “I love you,” he said into the spray of the shower. “I… love you.” As he closed his eyes against the pain, it was hard to know how much of what ran down his cheeks was water, and how much was something else.
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Indeed, Xcor stayed away for the wrong reason, the bad reason, an unacceptable reason—in spite of all his training, he found himself choosing Throe’s life over ambition: His anger had taken him in one direction, but his regret had led him in another. And the latter one was what won out.
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Is he Catholic? her grandmother asked on the way out. He's a drug dealer -- so if he is religious, he's got incredible powers of reconciliation. He looks like a good boy, her vovo said over her shoulder. A good Catholic boy. And that was that -- for now.
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If I can live through the events,” she said, “I can get through the memories.
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United by their clasped hands, they became again the two halves, the light and the dark. The Destroyer and the Savior. A whole.
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I'm going to love you so good and so long you're gonna be convinced no earthly thing could have brought us together
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We don’t have to talk about Zsadist. That’s okay. He’s the most interesting part of me.
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When she didn't continue, he shrugged. Just let me bring you coffee. I want to wait on you. Makes me happy
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If you eliminate all possible explanations, then the impossible is the answer.
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I suppose this is for the best, Blay said into his shoulder. You can't cook. See? I'm so not Prince Charming.
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