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I'm his locomotive and he's my shield.

Karen Marie Moning

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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
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Science Fiction Writer
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Cincinnati
Ohio
Locomotive
Locomotives
Shield
Shields

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But he didn't need to seek visual confirmation of what he'd just heard to know she had. And the truth was, he couldn't blame her. He'd not have let her die, either. He'd have moved mountains. He'd have battled God or Devil for his wife's life. She'd betrayed him. He smiled faintly.
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I'm a bartender. I like recipes. They're concretes. Was the drink recipe for seduction one shot charm and two shots self-deception, shaken, not stirred?
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And now she was just Gabby, currently staying in a dreamy, magnificent castle in Scotland with a Fae prince who did all kinds of non-nasty, non-inhuman things like tearing up lists of names, and returning tadpoles to lakes, and saving people's lives. Not to mention kissing with all the otherwordly splendor of a horny angel.
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Born in a generation that thinks cynical and disenchanted is cool, sometimes I'm a little off the beaten track.
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I love music because it's so fecking brilliant. Music is math, and math is the structure of everything and pretty much perfect.
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Pretty girl and all. Asking. Gotta love that. Stuff of heroes. Don't get the role too often.
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The inspector ate only two of my tiny sandwiches: the first because he hadnt expected it to taste so awful the second, I think, because hed thought surely the first must have been a mistake.
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I hope they change my drugs soon. Whatever I'm on isn't working.
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I can't help but see myself in them. The Seelie are who I was before my sister died. Pink, pretty, frivolous Mac. The Unseelie are who I've become, carved by loss and despair. Black, grungy, driven Mac.
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Dude. Post-apocalyptic world. Who does job applications anymore?” “I do.” I squint at it, then him. “What are you paying me?” I angle. “Dude. Post-apocalyptic world. Who does money anymore.” I snicker. First sign of any sense of humor he’s shown. Then I remember where I am and why. I wad it up and throw it at him. It bounces off his chest.
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One of the primary tenets of the course was that highly successful leaders kept journals, morning and night, in order to stay tightly focused on their goals.
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He made a lousy passenger, barking instructions I ignored
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Turn it off, Ryodan says without even looking at me. You're distressing Dani. No one distresses Dani but me.
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Truth hurts. But lies can kill.
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When Drustan reached the bottom step, she flung herself into his arms. He swung her up into his embrace and kissed her hungrily. By the time he'd finished, she was gasping for air and laughing. My turn? Dageus teased.
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Pretty girls don't have ugly mouths.
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His coworker was velvety-skinned, a sexy boy-on-the-cusp-of man.
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Oh, for heaven's sake, she thought with droll exasperation, this certainly explains a lot. It's no wonder I haven't been able to keep my hands off the blasted man since the day I met him. He's an artifact! A Celtic one at that!
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When you know who I am. Let me be your man.
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