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My past was a private obstacle, not a public excuse.

Kelley Armstrong

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Kelley Armstrong
Age: 56
Born: 1968
Born: December 14
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city of Sudbury
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A girl my age had been murdered in these woods and I'd seen her last terrified moments, watched her bleed to death in this forest. A life like mine had ended here, and it didn't matter how many times I'd seen deaths in movies, it wasn't the same, and I wasn't ever going to forget it.
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Rafe didn't just flirt-he charmed girls right up to the point where they fell for him, then he changed his mind.I called him a player with attention deficit disorder.
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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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Umm, correct me if I'm wrong, but aren't you suppose to be dead? Currently being chased by two Cabals? You're waltzing around Vancouver, eating in restaurants? (Ash)Hell no, Corey said. I never waltz. I do the fox-trot sometimes though.
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I'm suprised he doesn't send Christmas cards, Antonio said. I can see them now. Tasteful, embossed veilum cards, the best he can steal. Little notes in perfect penmanship,Happy holidays. Hope everyone is well. I sliced up Ethan Ritter in Miami and scattered his remains in the Atlantic. Best wishes for the new year. Karl.
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Yes, I can talk and think at the same time. Most people can, though I suppose you wouldn't know that from personal experience. Elena (Bitten)
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There are lots of things in the folklore, like they can only be killed by a silver bullet, that don't realistically work, if you're trying to say they have existed for hundreds of years, unknown.
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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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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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I'd been staring at the search term for at least five minutes. One word. Necromancer.
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I grew up writing about the paranormal, and I blame too many Saturday mornings watching Scooby Doo.
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And unless I'm remembering it wrong, mermaids don't sing and sirens don't swim. Ariel sang in 'The Little Mermaid', Corey said. Sam came over to join us. Do I even want to know why you remember her name?
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Wild dogs? Or just Clayton? -Nick Sorrentino (Bitten)
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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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I've spent the last decade learning to stand firm and face my problems… or at least batter them until they're unrecognizable.
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I love you. I'm not sure if it's the way you want me to. I think it might be. But I know that I love you. I absolutely love you.
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Remembering. Forgetting. I'm not sure which is worse.
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Maturity is highly overrated.
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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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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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