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Believe me, I have better things to do than sabotage your friendships. No one else's world revolves around you, Cassandra. -Paige to Cassandra

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Kelley Armstrong
Age: 55
Born: 1968
Born: December 14
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city of Sudbury
Sarah
World
Revolves
Sabotage
Friendships
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Cassandra

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The truth is, if a werewolf behaved like this psychopath it wouldn't be because he was part animal, but because he was still too human. Only humans kill for sport.
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Remembering. Forgetting. I'm not sure which is worse.
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There was no closing my eyes and sliding back into that blissful dream of normal. This was my normal now.
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The secretary moved in to block Simon as I followed Thierry into the office. As the door closed, I heard her whisper, I think it's very sweet, you sticking up for your brother like that. I'm not trying to be sweet, Simon said, raising his voice so Thierry could hear. I'm trying to be fair. But apparently no one's interested in that.
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I opted for the rear door, both as a courtesy and so she couldn't freak out about me showing up on her front doorstep for all of East Falls to see. Being the village pariah does make social calls most trying. -Paige
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Cleavage is great, she said. Like an extra pocket.
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One of the first lessons a necromancer learns is the art of playing dumb. Of course, one problem with playing dumb is that is seeps into your everyday life. ~Jaime Vegas
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I'm behind you. I spun to see Derek. I can't win, he said. You're as skittish as a kitten.
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Einstein theorized that time travel was possible, but he was looking at it as unidirectional, going forward. Traveling into the past is much more problematic, as countless stories have demonstrated!
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It's because when we sneeze, our soul flies out our nose and if no one says 'bless you,' the devil can snatch it.
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Could you please put this--could you all put these--could you get dressed, please? The woman only bestowed a serene smile on me. We are as the Goddess requires. The Goddess requires you to be naked on my lawn?
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Boo, I said. He reacted as all mutts react when I confront them. He leapt from his chair and dove for the nearest exit, shaking in terror. In my dreams. He glanced at me and started looking for Clay. It never failed. Mutts only quaked when I appeared because it usually meant Clayton wasn't far behind. I was nothing but a harbinger of doom.
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I called Clay from the SUV. How'd it go at the paper? he asked. She called me perky. Ouch.
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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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I saw my true power. The darkest power. The greatest power. ~Jaime Vegas
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What's the woman doing there? he asked. Covering a scratch on the hood. She was cheaper than a new paint job. He flipped through a few more pages of barely dressed women and classic cars. Nick used to have magazines like this when we were kids. But without the cars. He rotated a photo sideways. Or the bathing suits.
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As I recall, I was still dressed when I fell asleep. Just making sure you were comfortable. And making yourself equally comfortable, I see.
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He balled up my discarded sweatshirt and put it against his shoulder. “Go on,” he said. “I don’t bite.” “And from what I hear, that’s a good thing.” He gave a rumbling chuckle. “Yeah, it is.” I leaned against his shoulder.
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Derek picked the spot? Had he been hoping I'd be blinded by the morning sun and stumble off the edge?
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He wore sweatpants and a T-shirt and had stopped in the middle of the hall, furiously scratching one bare forearm. Fleas? I said.
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