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Kelley Armstrong
Age: 56
Born: 1968
Born: December 14
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city of Sudbury
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His gaze travelled down me, then zipped back to my face. Sorry. Focus, Rafe. I am. Just on the wrong thing.
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He looked like a Yanni fan at an Iron Maiden Concert.
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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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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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Hunting humans for sport? Eating them? the bitterness in his voice cut through me. Yeah, I caught that part. That doesn't have anything to do with you? He lifted his eyes, gaze shuttered. No? Not unless being a werewolf transforms you into a wolf AND a redneck moron.
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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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Isn't it possible that I'm not feigning interest? That I really do want to know more about you? You've never been interested in me before. You've never been interesting before. -Cassandra and Paige
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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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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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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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Are you the welcoming committee? Or has Jeremy finally chained you up to the front gate where you belong? I missed you too.
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Just show him that I didn't need his apology, I guess. Show him that I was okay. Better than okay. I was happy, in spite of everything he'd done to me, and no, I didn't forgive him. God help me, I would not forgive him.
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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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Lavina led me to an abandoned warehouse. I think that at some point someone decreed that all clandestine meetings must be held in one. Woe to the criminal overlord who lives in a city thriving with commerce, with no empty warehouses to be found. He probably needs to build one, just to have a place to arrange late-night meetings. (Bewitched)
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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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If you say ‘we’re in this together,’ I’m going to hurl.
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We’re not naked, we’re skyclad!
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Cleavage is great, she said. Like an extra pocket.
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Oh my God. You're a witch-hunter. I'm a witch. Hate to break it to you Daniel, but if you're a witch-hunter? You're doing it wrong. He gave me a sidelong smile. Maybe it's not that kind of hunting. Then you're definitely doing it wrong.
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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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