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'The demon cried, waving its furry arms above his head like a demented orangutan.

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Jana Oliver
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What would you pack for Armageddon? Sunscreen and shades? Flame-proof underwear? Maybe a travel guide to the Underworld?
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Simon had been all lined up and he’d managed to throw away the best girl he’d ever meet. “What a dumbass,” Beck muttered. “No way I’d have done that.
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What about Beck? Backwoods Boy? Are you crazy? It'd be a threesome - me, him and his overbearing ego. Definitely doomed to failure.
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I thought he worked for Heaven.' I thought I was in love.
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Riley. How bad has it been? Just fabulous. The demonic kitten really made my night.
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Here I am with a seriously hunky guy and I'm covered in demon pee. Why does the universe hate me?
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Libraries and demons, she muttered. What is the attraction?
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Beck behaved himself, though it was really difficult, especially during the slow dances when they were so tantalizingly close. He savoured the feel of her against his body, the light scent of her perfume, the in her eyes that told him he was the center of her universe. It was a new and totally overwhelming experience.
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My name is Mortimer Alexander and I am a licensed summoner. Darn. I'd hoped you were the pizza delivery guy.
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Thanks. For everything. I mean it.’ A slow grin edged onto his face. ‘You’re worth it…Princess.’ Her tennis show hit the door a second after it closed.
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The End is Nigh! the man shouted. Is there still time for hot chocolate? Riley asked. The-End-is-Nigh guy blinked. Ah, maybe, I don’t know.
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So what did you bring? Lip gloss and a hairbrush?” Smirking, she unpacked the sandwiches Mort's cook had made for her, along with an ample slice of chocolate cake. “You owe me an apology.” “Omigod, it's a feast! Okay, you're forgiven.
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Accept that I enjoy being with you. Accept that when I'm with you I see Heaven in your eyes.
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When he turned back toward her, he kissed her deeply. Don't ever doubt that I love you, he said, cupping her chin in his strong hands. That will never change. Beck's taught body covered hers, alive and vital, charged with desire. And then they became one.
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I can't face losin' ya, Riley. Yer all I got left in this world.” That brutal honesty again. He'd peeled away more armor, and this time he'd exposed his heart.
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The guy behind the counter had been seriously adorable. Model-level cute. She had mentioned that, and Allan, her then boyfriend, hadn't taken it well. That's when she'd learned that male egos and fruit had a lot in common: Both bruised easily.
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Don't start,” he warned. “What?” she said, grinning. “I'm sure all the big, bad trappers have a bun-bun in their houses.
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I'll be there for ya, girl. No matter what. Beck took a deep breath and released it slowly. He had to stay strong for her, make the tough decisions. It was best that Paul's daughter never know how he felt about her. There'd be less hurt that way, for both of them. Just keep her safe, God. I can settle for that.
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That's Denver Beck, isn't it? Paul mentioned him. What's he like? Ori asked. Oh, where do I start? Beck's mouthy and he lives to tell me what to do. In short, he's so not you. Why do you want to know? A glimmer appeared in Ori's dark eyes. Just scoping out the competition.
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Ya hafta be there for Beck. He only has you. Riley sighed. I'll get the car.
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