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I have no words. Sixteen languages, but no words. -Vishous
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When I lie this close to you, when I smell your scent, when I hear your voice, I know everything that matters. She looked down the length of him. You are the male I want to mate with. That's who you are.
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Because I was, and I remain, utterly and completely and totally…in love with you.
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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 warrior (Zsadist) rolled his black eyes. Come on, man. What does it matter to me? You, Tohr. Britney Spears.
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[Devina] “You know, Adrian, you ever get bored with being a Goody Two-shoes, you could come over to my side.” “Because you have cookies, right.” Those black eyes returned to his own. “And so much more.” “Well, I’m on a diet. Sorry—but thanks for the invite.
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Some things are destined to be -- it just takes us a couple of tries to get there.
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Ah, now, don't get all mushy on me. We ain't dating. Butch
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Wrath jammed a finger in V’s face. “Don’t follow me. We clear? You don’t follow me.” “You stupid fool,” V said with total exhaustion. “You’re the king. We all must follow you.
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As her eyes scanned his face, he feared that she saw everything, right down t the core of him. Where his obsession with her was the strongest. -Butch and Marissa
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But looking at this closet, so nice and arranged with their crazy lives at rest among these carefully placed clothes and footwear, she felt good about where they were. Normal was not a bad things in this lunatic world it really was. No matter how it happened to be defined.
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In so many ways, he had wanted this his whole life—or at least ever since he’d survived his transition and had any sexual impulse at all. This moment was the culmination of countless daydreams and innumerable fantasies, his secret desire made manifest.
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Whoa. Fangs. She had fangs. She leaned in, prodded them a little. Eating with those puppies was going to take some getting used to, she thought. On impulse, she brought up her hands, turned her fingers into claws. Hissed. Cool.
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My twin's not broken. He's ruined. Do you understand the difference? With broken maybe you can fix him. Ruined? All you can do is wait to bury him.
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If I can live through the events,” she said, “I can get through the memories.
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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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Perfect date material, she thought. A vampire with the social equivalent of road rage. ---Beth about Wrath
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Marissa laughed, utterly delighted with her mate. Later. Food first. Butch settled back immediately, like she'd called his lust to a heel and it behaved because it wanted to be a good boy. As she left, the cop's eyes followed her with rank hunger and adoration. V shook his head. You are a total sap.
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I could take you down on this sidewalk and be up that skirt of yours in a heartbeat. And you wouldn't fight me, would you? No, she probably wouldn't. Wrath and Beth
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But every once in a while, from out of the blue, someone reaches the quiet place where you spend your private time and changes the way you see yourself
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Her perfume or soap or whatever it was reminded him of sandalwood and something else. Oh, right...orgasms.
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