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Why did he have to be so gorgeous? Why did he have to stand so close, and why did I still love him so much?

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Jeaniene Frost
Age: 50
Born: 1974
Born: June 13
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the United States of America
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Gorgeous
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...But the one thing that I would never, ever recover from would be losing you. You made me promise before to go on if that happened, but Bones, I wouldn't want to. - Cat from This Side of the Grave
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Brilliant landing.. We´re trying to keep a low profile, and here you´ve gone and made it look like a meteorite hit.
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Where are you, bloodsuckers? Here, fangy, fangy, fangy...
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God, Bones, you must have argued yourself blue in the face.
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All I'm saying is that sooner of later, you'll have to come to terms with yourself. You can't wish away the vampire in you, and you shouldn't keep atoning for it. You should figure out who you are and what you need, and then don't apologize for it. Not to me, to your mum, or to anyone.
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After further introductions were made, we settled in the family room. Yes, the living room would have been nicer, but I wanted comfortable surroundings while plotting to murder one famed historical figure with another one. ~Cat
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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 you run from me, I will chase you, and I'll find you.
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I’m the only authentic Vlad. Everyone else is merely an envious imitation.
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How could you be nervous about asking me to marry you, Bones? I'd die for you. Why wouldn't I want to live for you as well?
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I told you once before,” I said, the words husky from remembrance. “Everyone holds their sins close to their skin.” Fangs gleamed for an instant before Vlad bit into his wrist, pooling up two deep crimson holes. “Then come,” he said, holding it out. “And taste mine.
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Be good only if being bad ain't more fun.
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Odd that I couldn’t catch any of your dream,” Bones went on. “Normally your dreams are like background music to me.
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Happy belated birthday, Cat, he said, giving me a self-deprecating smile. Aren't you glad Juan picked the place and not me? We wold have had lattes and hors d'oeuvres instead of liquor and G-strings. Anyone get you a gin yet?
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People frequently bore me, sometimes amuse me, most often irritate me, but rarely intrigue me.
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If you were Catholic, you'd singe the ears of the priest you confessed to.
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Trying to wake you,” Bones answered crisply. “I cut you, threw water on you, slapped you, and set a lighter to your legs. For future reference, which one of those do you think worked?” “Good God,” I hissed. “No wonder I thought you were Death incarnate in my dream, and that made me run toward Gregor at first!
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