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Nalini Singh
Age: 79
Born: 1945
Born: February 17
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Broken
Pieces
Making
Two
Whole

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I could kiss you forever, she murmured against his lips, sucking at the lower one, playing with the upper, his body weight a luscious pressure. I love feeling you against me. You say such things, Elena. You will make me your slave.
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Eternity would mean nothing without you. For no power on this earth would I trade my Elena.
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You, he said, are the single exception that rule. The oldest, deepest, most beautiful flaw in his Silence.Without you, I would be a monster.
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To fight evil, you have to understand the dark.
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Elena wondered if Michaela was waiting to be served. Snorting inwardly at the idea, she poured her own coffee—and, because she was feeling generous, and okay, maybe because she wanted to irritate Michaela—Raphael’s as well. Then she put down the carafe.
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If I were to splay you out on my desk and thrust my fingers into you right now, I think I’d find different.
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Dropping her hand, she turned in his arms. Then, rising up on tiptoe, she cupped his face in her palms and drew him down. Her kiss was innocent, vulnerable, a caress so gentle that it made him her slave between one breath and the next.
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He leaned a fraction closer. “My lovers have always been warrior women. Strength intrigues me.” She refused to let him play with her like this, even if her body disagreed. Vehemently. “Do knives intrigue you, too? Because touch me and I will cut you up. I don’t care if you throw me off the nearest balcony.
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Illium, with his wings of silver-kissed blue and a face designed to seduce both males and females, not to mention his ability to do the most impossible acrobatics in the air, would provide a worthy diversion. The fact that he’d decided to ditch half his clothing was just icing on the cake.
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This was the kind of job that made legends out of hunters. Of course, to be a legend, you generally had to be dead.
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Under her palm, his heart beat strong and sure. It was such a human sound, so honest, so real.
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Some things need to be broken to become stronger.
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