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Vampire porn does not go out of style.
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I'm sorry, Butch croaked. Oh God, I'm so sorry... V put his arm out and curled it around the cop. Pulling the male close to his chest, he laid his head down on his buddy's. It's okay, He said roughly. It's all right. It's okay...You did the right thing.
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As much as we have free choice, absolute destiny is immutable. What is meant to happen does, through one measure or another.
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He's into you, isn't he. Answer the question, Marissa. Flyboy with the superhero plasma... he wants you, doesn't he? -Butch and Marissa
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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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Don't be an asshole, the guy snapped as he cracked a freshie. Oh, right, because two in this group would be overkill.
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...Bringing the very heavens close enough to touch. It was Zsadist. His eyes closed, his head back, his mouth wide open, he sang. The scarred one, the souless one, had the voice of an angel.
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The weight of the dead was heavier than the pounds of the body.
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What brings you onto my property? Rhev said, cradling his mug with both hands trying to absorb its warmth. Got a problem I can't fix your personality, sorry
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This place is just too frickin precious, the cop said, eyeing a guy dressed in a hot pink leisure suit with makeup to match. Give me rednecks and home-grown beer any day of the week over this X-culture bullshit.
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She did nothing to try to control the shakes that rattled her body,and didn't attempt to stop herself from crying. Tears left both of her eyes at the far corners,slipping out and flowing over her temples.Some landed in her ears. Some eased down her neck and were absorbed by the pillow.Others clouded her vision,as if they didn't want to leave home.
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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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Mary frowned. A vampire doctor. Talk about exploring your alternative therapies.
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When she orgasmed, she said his name. Twice. And didn’t it make him glad that even though he had no voice, his ears worked just fine. –JM
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It was the wife, John thought. And she was giving this tough guy a tongue-lashing. And the man was taking it. Okay. I love you. Bye. Tohrment flipped the phone closed and put it in his pocket. When he focused on John again, he clearly respected his wife enough not to roll his eyes and make some macho, shithead comment about pesky women.
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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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You're the reason I get out of bed every night. And you're the reason I can't wait to come home every dawn. Not the war. Not the Brothers. Not even Butch. It's...you.
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Otherwise, three little words would have leaked from his mouth. And undoubtedly doomed him in ways he couldn’t even guess at. Bad time. Bad place. For that kind of thing. Forever.
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Vishous, could you stop grinning like that? You're beginning to freak me out.
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