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What am I? Let's just say I won't fetch a stick for you. I won't beg for treats. And, no matter how nicely you ask, I will not roll over and play dead.

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Kelley Armstrong
Age: 55
Born: 1968
Born: December 14
Novelist
Writer
city of Sudbury
Sarah
Matter
Fetch
Play
Nicely
Stick
Roll
Sticks
Treats
Dead
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When I leaned a little too close to the doorway, my inner voice piped up, telling me not to be stupid. The guy with the bionic senses was better equipped for this.
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Was it a camp? Daniel asked. Sean nodded. A naturist camp. Maya will feel right at home, Corey said from his spot on a wooden lawn chair. Daniel sputtered a laugh and Sean tried to hide his. Naturist, not naturalist, I said. It means nudist. Corey leaped up and spun. You mean old, naked butts sat on those chairs?
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My past was a private obstacle, not a public excuse.
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I'd seen more cops in the last few days than on a weekend LAW and ORDER marathon - Paigne Winterbourne
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I hear voices. A shout. A laugh. Clay's laugh. I strained to see through the night. Fog had rolled in from Lake Ontario, but I could hear him laughing. The concrete turned to grass. The fog wasn't from the lake, but from a pond. Our pond. I was at Stonehaven, bounding through the back acres. Clay was running ahead of me.
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They found me at the kitchen table. Derek said, There's something we need to tell you, and from the look on Andrew's face, I think he expected Derek to say he'd gotten me pregnant.
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How long could we do this before you started bitching? Simon said as we turned down another street of apartment buildings. What? We've been walking for two days now, and you haven't complained once. It's damned annoying, you know. I looked at him. If you don't complain, then I can't complain. Not without sounding like a whiny little sn
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He had a newspaper rolled in his hand, bearing down on me like a puppy that had piddled on the carpet. Bad Chloe,” I muttered. What?” I’d forgotten his bionic hearing. “Bad Chloe.” I gestured at the rolled-up paper and put out my hand. “Get it over with.
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Kids who don't eavesdrop on adult conversations are doomed to a childhood of ignorance.
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He's having a vision, I said. That's what happens. (Maya) Attractive, I know, Corey said between gritted teeth. And now I get new witnesses to my humiliation. Wonderful. We're used to it, Chloe said. Derek used to do that when he Changed. Only worse. Thank you for sharing, Derek muttered. She grinned. You're welcome.
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Hello, Aaron, Brigid said, sliding up to him and running a finger down his chest. You're looking good . . . as always. Aaron lifted her finger off his shirt and let it drop. Put some clothing on, Brigid. She smiled up at him. Why? Tempted? Yeah, to cover my eyes.
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Nuh-uh. No deals with the devil. I’ve learned my lesson on that one. ~Jaime Vegas
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It wasn't until I was in my teens that I started admiring writers as inspirations for my own work, and my earliest influences there were Stephen King, Marion Zimmer Bradley and Richard Adams.
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Derek looked around, like he was searching for something to use. Then he stripped off his shirt. I tried not to look away. Not that he looked bad without his shirt. The opposite, actually, which is why...Let's just say friends are really better when they're fully clothed.
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If it gets too bad, go. I’ll understand.” I won’t.
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...in some ways I relied on that- someone to keep me thinking, keep me striving to do better, keep me from burying my head and praying it all worked out.
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The look she gave me reminded me of when is was seven and I'd proudly informed out housekeeper that I'd donated half my clothing to a charity drive at school. It had seemed perfectly sensible to me-I didn't need so much stuff-but she'd stared at me like Margaret was now, with a mix of horror and disbelief.
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You forget, darling, I am the local psychopath. ~Clayton Danvers, Bitten
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I was...a journalist...though my typical beat was freelancing articles on Canadian politics, which never included any mention of demonic phenomena, though it might explain the rise of the neoconservatives.
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Sometimes humans hit on a moment of profundity more complete than their dim minds could comprehend, and they took that nugget of truth and dumped it in the refuse for the bards and the poets to find, and mangle into yodeling paeans of love.
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