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Nothing that passes between us will ever be wrong. Come back to me.

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So will you meet me?” “Yeah. Sure. Where.” “Montrag’s safe house in Connecticut. If you were the one who killed him, you know the address.
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You know, you sound like birds when you do that chuckle thing. It's nice. Over to the left, Vishous put his head in his hands.
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Perfect date material, she thought. A vampire with the social equivalent of road rage. ---Beth about Wrath
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You said you wanted to remember something.' His palms slid up to the top of her thighs and squeezed. 'So lie back and let me do my thing.' -Issac Rothe, Crave
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Christ, don't you ever knock? It's Lassiter. L-A-S-S-I-T-E-R. How is it possible you're still getting me confused with someone else? Do I need a nametag?
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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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Look, you didn't fail me. Because you can't fail at the impossible. -Zsadist to Phury
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Great rationalizations. All of which her adrenal gland middle-fingered and then carried right on.
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