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I feel as though I am shelved. That I have been given the words to the story of my life, but that I have remained largely unread.

J.R. Ward

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Look, you didn't fail me. Because you can't fail at the impossible. -Zsadist to Phury
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The one good thing about the Angels was they always colored within the lines. They had to. Suckers.
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After a moment the king said, So be it. Zsadist cursed. Butch whistled low. Rhage bit into a Tootsie Pop.
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I love her so damned much. Manny heard himself say. “That’s my heart right there. That’s my woman”.
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I lived for the night, because I could go over to your house. It was the only thing that kept me going. You were the only thing, actually. It was… you.
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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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You are in a prison with no bars. I worry about you.
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Good? No, that didn't go far enough. She'd made him feel… alive. Awakened.
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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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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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With his fantastic mane of multicoloured hair, Phury should have been in Hollywood's league with the ladies, but he'd stuck with his vow of celibacy. There was room for one and only one love in his life, and it had been slowly killing him for years.
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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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And bottom line, without John by her side, everything seemed to be just a big, resounding meh.
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The pair of them were staring at the computer screen like two dogs watching animal planet: very focused, but incapable of turning up the volume or changing the channel. -Manny and Butch
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Too late Bella. Now, it's too late. Show me.
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Times have changed and so have heroes and heroines, but the core of what makes readers happy has remained the same: Does the material touch you, resonant with you, stick with you? Do you feel yourself in the pages, see yourself walking in another person's shoes, hear the voices as they speak? Are you in love with the way they are in love?
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He thought about all the holes in him, the blank places, the voids where others felt things. When it came down to it, he was really just a screen, more empty than solid, his emotions blowing through him, only angry catching and holding.
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He went over to the leathers and picked them up. Nice Catholic boy like him didn't know much about BDSM, but it looked like he was going to learn firsthand. Taking out his cellphone, he hit V, but didn't expect an answer. He guessed GPS was going to have to come in handy once again.
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You've won the evolutionary lottery: You're a vampire. Let's go to Disneyland!
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Did television execs have souls? Now, that was an existential question and a half.
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