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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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Jeaniene Frost
Age: 50
Born: 1974
Born: June 13
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the United States of America
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You've got to try this, I told Bones, handing him the glass. It's like Cristal and O-Negative had a love child.
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He leaned over and kissed me. A long, deep kiss filled with promise and passion. I loved the way he kissed me. Like he was drinking in the taste of me and still coming back thirsty.
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People frequently bore me, sometimes amuse me, most often irritate me, but rarely intrigue me.
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Don't fret, Grannie. We're going to a Bible retreat to scare the devil out of her
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Your mum pounced on her and started sucking away. Would’ve been arousing if not for all the screaming.” “Ian,” Bones drew out warningly. He grinned. “You’re right. I was aroused anyway.
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I’ve heard the expression climbing walls, but I never thought I’d experience it, let alone like that,” she murmured, her mouth curling into what was probably a dreamy smile.
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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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Because, Cat, it’s the feminine persuasion that’s always the deadliest.
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Lewis obediently stared at her, and Kira tried to make her voice sound confident. You don’t feel anything. You’re not afraid. I am, came Vlad’s immediate reply. If you tell him wolves are the children of the night next, I might hurt myself laughing.
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I have been stabbed, shot, burned, bitten, beaten unconscious too many times to count, and even staked. None of those held a candle to the pain I felt at seeing his mouth on hers.
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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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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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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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Slumber party with Dracula, all things considerd why not?
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Bones,” I sighed. “Know something? I’m not afraid of you, but you scare me….” His outline blurred again. “You scare me, too, Kitten,” he might have replied, but I couldn’t be sure.
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I just elbowed the pretty blonde he'd been speaking to aside and slapped my panties on his chest. As soon as I saw you, I purred, I knew I wouldn't be needing these!
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He looked at the box with interest. 'Well, well. Five speeds. Heat and massage. Deep, penetrating action. Sure this isn't yours?
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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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We are all more than the sum of our sins.
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As if Spade's chivalry would allow him to do anything to a woman. The harshest punishment she could imagine him dishing out to Cat would be refusing to open a door for her.
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