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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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Kelley Armstrong
Age: 55
Born: 1968
Born: December 14
Novelist
Writer
city of Sudbury
Sarah
Blame
Watching
Grew
Morning
Many
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Paranormal
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I lifted onto my toes, put my hands aroung his neck, and pulled him down. When our lips met, that first jolt... It was everything I hadn't felt with Simon, everything I wanted to feel. His hands went around my waist, pulling me closer--
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Murder? You mean he's dead? No. He's resting comfortably, I said. People always sleep best with their heads at a ninety-degree angle. He looks comfortable, doesn't he? (Paige & Elena)
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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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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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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 looked like a Yanni fan at an Iron Maiden Concert.
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I moved up beside Jamie.I have to go. She frowned at me. Where? I pressed a hand to the bottom of my belly. My bladder.It- Ah. She gave a small laugh. We interrupt this life-or-death situation for a pregnancy pee break. Don't see that in the movies, do you?
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What's next? If there are vampires in there, they probably drink artificial blood plasma substitute.
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You bat your baby blues at tall, dark, and gruesome, and next thing you know, he's trailing you like a lost puppy.
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He stood and inhaled, then walked a few more feet, stooped, and prodded a chunk of rabbit fur. “I’m definitely thinking something with more body parts,” I said. “Like a head.” He gave a snort of a laugh. “It’s probably around here somewhere, but I suppose you want the parts attached, too.
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Derek lunged. He hit me in the shoulder and knocked me to the floor, landing on top of me. His body jerked, like he'd been hit with the spell, and I let out a yelp, struggling to get up, but he held me down, whispering I'm okay, it's okay until the words penetrated.
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no' when no one answered, Derek looked from face to face, then settled his glower in me. 'absolutely not.' 'um, I was the one keeping my mouth shut' I said.
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Where's Simon?...Is he okay? Why isn't he here? She glared at Derek. Where'd you leave him? Passed out in an alley. Derek frowned in thought. Not sure where, though.
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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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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 envied it not the idea of having so much money that you could throw it away, but the thought of growing up in a world where someone cared so much about your happiness and so little about what you accomplished in life.
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Nothing screws up a séance like the appearance of a real ghost. ~Jaime Vegas
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After the woman left, I set my coffee down and opened the bag. Two muffins-double-chocolate and blueberry bran. I texted Adam a thank-you. I’d just started eating the chocolate muffin when he texted backPut that one down and eat the bran. It’s better foryou.
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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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When I glanced at the chair, it started to shake. I’d like to think it was scared of me, but I rarely invoked that response in living things, let alone inanimate objects.
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