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Two broken pieces making a whole.

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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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Taking a sip of the hot chocolate he'd made her, she met his gaze, those eerie eyes of endless black impenetrable, unreadable. Max? Yes? Will you remember me? His heart broke into a thousand pieces. Always.
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Take her to the kitchen,” came the order. “If she lies, throw her in the cauldron. “He was jesting about the cauldron, wasn’t he? You cannot have a cauldron big enough for a person?” Bard halted, sighed, looked at her with those wide, liquid eyes.“We,” he said, “have knives.
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Love, he thought as he held her to his heart, was an agony beyond compare.
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All right. Shimmering droplets on her eyelashes, stars caught in transition. But will you replace it with something for me? Anything. His body was hers. Brushing her fingers over his lips, she said, You gave me an eagle. I want to give you one, too. A tender kiss pressed to the scar. I want us to fly together.
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As her skin sizzled under the delicious heat, she supposed she should’ve been giving serious thought to the lunacy of what she was doing playing with a vampire, who was, for all his charm, as lethal as a stiletto across the throat. But then again, most of her friends already thought she was half a nut short of a fruitcake. Why disappoint?
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She was his and he was hers. They had under-the-skin privileges.
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A naked blade sheathed in velvet, that was Raphael's voice.
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As an example of wealth, good taste, and subtle intimidation, it took first prize.
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You sure got a quick trigger, Sienna, he teased.
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After they were both done, the pile of knives and guns on the coffee table looked like they’d cleaned out an armory. “I think we have a problem, Dmitri.
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Once, he hadn't been able to touch her without causing himself pain. Now, it only hurt when he didn't touch her.
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Part of you is the wind,” he murmured. “Oui, that is true. But even the wind sometimes rests.” Shaking her head, she slid her hand around the back of his neck, soaking in the intrinsically male heat of his skin. “Then consider me an endless storm.
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Some things need to be broken to become stronger.
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Nothing in his touch said he considered her fractured, considered her damaged goods, and that gave her a freedom she wouldn't have believed possible.
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When you want something so bad it hurts,” he said quietly, “and you bury it, bury it so deep that you convince yourself it no longer matters . . . and someone tells you you can have it, it's terrifying. What if you take the chance and you're wrong? What if you let yourself feel the loss and it's this huge pain and you can't put it back in the box?
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His gentleness twined another tendril around her heart, until she was so entangled in him, she knew she’d never break free. For the first time in her life, her wolf had chosen. And it had chosen this lone wolf. “You have me,” she whispered. All of me.
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Blood for life. Life for life. Changeling justice.
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That works fine for me . . . Sienna Lauren Snow.
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Holding her gaze, he closed the final distance between them and went down to his knees, that beautiful bruised face looking up at her.
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Can I bite you here, too?
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