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I'm not bloodthirsty, but...seriously, she killed you. She needs to be dead.

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Melissa Marr
Age: 52
Born: 1972
Born: July 25
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Fantasy Author
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Teacher
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Pennsylvania
United States
M. A. Marr
Melissa A Marr
Bloodthirsty
Killed
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But I want to be near you always, he reminded her. But you'll lose everyone else, and... I want forever with you. Seth lifted her chin so he was able to look directly into her eyes. The rest will fall into place if I can be with you.
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Maybe the girl would get strong enough to withstand an ink exchange with one of the chosen faeries. If not, he could always give her to one of the weaker fey. It seemed a shame to waste a lovely broken toy.
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I need to check in with Seth before I-- he burrowed his face into the side of her neck, his breath almost painfully warm on her throat--give in to my unconscionable desire to put my hands on you properly.
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As if fixing the little errors would made the big stuff manageable.
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Seth gave her that: a private space to believe in the illusion of normalcy.
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Discord says it's a good idea. That's comforting.
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His blue-black hair fell over his face when he moved, like tiny arrows pointing to pronounced cheeckbones. Starting to think you were going to bail on me. Didn't know you were expecting me, she said in what she hoped was a casual voice. He gets sexier every day. Not Expecting, but hoping. Always hoping
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Stab one or two healers, and everyone overreacts.
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Like chaos in a glass cage.
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Leslie? Irial whispered. What are you doing? Choosing. Tears were soaking the blanket under Leslie's face. I'm mine. Not anyone else's. I'm still yours, though. That won't ever change, Shadow Girl. And then he was gone, and her emotions crashed over her.
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He looked good, like sin in a suit.
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Rejoice as summer should...chase away sorrows by living.
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She turned so they were face-to-face and gave him back the words he'd offered her their first night together: I survived. Isn't that what matters?
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You are my queen. I’ve spent nine centuries seeking the mortal who would free this court, who would save my best friend’s son, who would save the lives of the rest of the girls who were not you. I’d die before I’d allow harm to you.” He bowed his head.
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The Summer King stroked her cheek with his thumb. “Can you offer me your fidelity? Your heart and your body and your companionship for eternity? Do you want my fidelity? Either love me or kiss me goodbye, my Summer Queen.
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-You won't like me if I'm cruel. -I don't like you now. -We don't lie. -I'm mortal, Irial. I can lie all I want to.
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