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I know I'm delicious. Nummy.....nummy. -Vlad

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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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The Broken Destiny series will be a trilogy, with each book releasing about a year apart.
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Then, when people saw you strolling around at high noon holding your rosary beads, they’d think, ‘Well, that can’t be a vampire.
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But-but…” Timmie’s eyes couldn’t get any wider. “Why did you tell her I’m your boyfriend? Why doesn’t she know about your real one?” That was a good question. I cast around for an answer. Any answer. “He’s English!” I settled on desperately. “And Mom…Mom hates foreigners!
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Bones leaned back, studying me. I felt so self-conscious. If only I had a shield of makeup, some perfectly arranged hair... and oh yeah. Some panties.
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Dead or not, you must be bored with women telling you how you look like the hottest, most exotic wet dream they’ve ever had. No wonder the thought of you, grapes, and some scented massage oils crossed my mind – and if you drop that towel again, I’m going to need a cold shower.
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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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Wrong way, Bones. The men's showers are in the opposite direction. I'll file that away with all the other information that doesn't pertain to me was Bones' mocking reply.
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I do not understand this analogy, Mencheres muttered.
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Juan gave Bones the most admiring look he’d bestowed on him yet. “You talked her into going without panties all these years? Madre de Dios, now that’s impressive. I could learn a great deal from you, amigo.
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He smiled, so sensual and beautiful, it was another form of bliss just looking at him.
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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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Vlad made a sound too harsh to be a growl. You won't be satisfied until you've brought me to my knees, is that it? Why not? It shot out of me with all the recklessness of my still-broken heart. You brought me to mine.
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Whoever said ignorance was bliss was shortsighted.
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He'll learn that many women can satisfy for a short period of time, but when he falls in love, only one will sustain him forever.
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Classic line from Bones (vampire) to human who thinks human kind is ready for the vamps and ghouls to come out of the closet The day your kind stops killing each other over skin colour or which God someone prays to, I might believe that.
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You messed with the wrong white girl, motherfucker!” Tyler shouted.
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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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I’ve never been jealous before I met you, it burns, luv. Like silver through my veins. Some nights, watching you with other men on your jobs, I think it will drive me mad. (Bones)
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MTV and video games have solved that problem as far as most of humanity goes. That, and telly, as it were.” “Telly?” Who was that? He grunted in amusement. “Television, of course. Don’t you speak English?” “You sure don’t,” I muttered. Shaking his head, he frowned at me.
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I’m the only authentic Vlad. Everyone else is merely an envious imitation.
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