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If you were Catholic, you'd singe the ears of the priest you confessed to.

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Jeaniene Frost
Age: 50
Born: 1974
Born: June 13
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the United States of America
Confessed
Rubies
Priest
Priests
Catholic
Ears
Singe

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Aside from the obvious, Francesca, what do you want in return for supplying information?” Bones asked, getting back to the subject. “You to take me,” she replied at once. “Not gonna happen!” I spat, squeezing him possessively. Three sets of widened eyes fixed on me. That’s when I realized that what I had a firm grip on was no longer his hand.
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That one tickled. If electrocution is your way of flirting, I commend you on your originality.
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Don't kiss me like a woman if you're going to treat me like a child.
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Less bitching...more learning.
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Isn’t he gorgeous?” With those rolls, the wet-sounding grunts, bulbous wiggly tail, and smashed face—not to mention the fart the dog let out once he situated himself—he was gorgeous in a way that only a parent could appreciate.
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Well, what did I expect? S&M didn't stand for soft and mushy?
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Don't care for her tongue, do you? How strange. I find it one of my favorite parts. Bones to Gregor
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Jesus, Mary and Joseph, I was going to squirt tears. How unprofessional.
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Mencheres slid through the water toward her, drawn by the same inexorable compulsion that led moths to dance with flames. He'd had several lifetimes' worth of reason, cold machinations, and, ultimately, emptiness. Perhaps the moths knew what he didn't, that the joy of the flame was worth the price of destruction.
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When you conquer something, it means you fought for it.
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Tate grabbed me, hugging me so hard, I knew I'd have bruises. He was probably unaware of it, not having had much time to get used to his new strength. I pushed at him, Tate...you're squeezing me too hard. He let go of me so fast I almost staggered. Oh Christ, I can't do anything right!
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He’d wanted all of me and that’s what I’d given him. Did it mean I had nothing left? “No,” he muttered, voice thick with passion. “You have me, and I love you.
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It's fine, Mencheres. Though if you'd told me I was about to meet such a legendary vampire, I would have grabbed the nicer silk drapery to wear instead, she replied, meeting Vlad's coppery green gaze with an arched brow.
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Then I went to the morgue and saw that those bones weren't yours, heard your voice again in my head -his eyes closed- and once more, nothing else mattered.
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Think anything like that at her again, and I'll kill you here and now. Madigan's scoff was uneasy. Any attack on me - Is the same as an attack on the United States itself, Bones finished, still in that deadly calm manner. Heard you the first time - and didn't give a shite then, either.
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Cat cleared her throat in the tense silence that followed. Uh, before this goes any further, let’s at least introduce ourselves to your friend. I’m Cat, and this is my husband, Bones. We’re part of Mencheres’ twisted little fang family.
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If these were my last moments on earth, I’d spend them fighting to save him with everything I had. If our roles were reversed, I knew he’d do the same.
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It was the sort of bone deep emotion that made him want to hold her tighter with one hand, and draw a sword against the world with the other.
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