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Gah, some chicks should be shot. Put out of everyone else's reproduction pool.
Karen Marie Moning
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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
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Nobody home but She for Whom I Am the World. Can't go on like this, can't keep doing it.- Jericho Barrons
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Pretty girls don't have ugly mouths.
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You want to believe in black and white, good and evil, heroes that are truly heroic, villains that are just plain bad, but I've learned in the past year that things are rarely so simple. The good guys can do some truly awful things, and the bad guys can sometimes surprise the heck out of you.
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Being nearly naked around Barrons felt a lot like going to a shark convention lightly basted in blood.
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It seemed Barrons had finally gotten his cake and eaten it too.
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You and I more than anyone else in the universe are perfect for each other.
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Oh, please, I rolled my eyes, You're a leftie, Barrons. Touche, Ms. Lane, he murmured.
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Love can grown among the rocks and thorns of life.
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Even I don't know what you're doing, and I know everything.
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What are you?” I said irritably. “In the Serengeti, Ms. Lane, I would be the cheetah. I’m stronger, smarter, faster, and hungrier than everything else out there. And I don’t apologize to the gazelle when I take it down.
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Barrons, Jericho: I haven't the faintest fecking clue. He keeps saving my life. I suppose that's something.
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She's too young. Too innocent. Too human. For what I'm becoming.
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I wondered what one wore to visit a vampire. The chic red sweater set didn't go so well with my darker hair, and I was afraid it might be construed as a flirtatious invitation to color me bloodier.
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Fire to my ice. Ice to my fever.
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Who would ever understand me?
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The nerve. Threatening you and not being precise about it.
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Mac: It's not the sidhe-seers. He stopped and went very still. JZB: Who is it? Mac: The MacKeltars. He was silent a long moment. Then he began to laugh, softly. JZB: Well played, Ms. Lane. Mac: I had a good teacher. JZB: The best. Hop on one foot, Ms. Lane. Mac and Barrons
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Being threatened seems to being out the worst in me.
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I was adrift in a sea of questions and if answers were lifeboats, I was in imminent danger of drowning.
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Gwen Cassidy needed a man. Desperately. Failing that, she'd settle for a cigarette.
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