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God, I needed you, he murmured. I can't even tell you how many times I thought about this. The funny thing is, I don't need you any less now. I think I need you more. ~Shane~

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Rachel Caine
Age: 58 †
Born: 1962
Born: April 27
Died: 2020
Died: November 1
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
the United States of America
Julie Fortune
Roxanne Longstreet Conrad
Roxanne Longstreet
Roxanne Conrad
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I’m taking off my shoes.’’ ‘‘Fine. Shoes off.’’ ‘‘And my pants.’’ ‘‘Don’t push it, Claire.
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It's been the toughest week of my life, not touching you. Not talking to you. Waiting to see what you were going to do. He kissed her again, a warm, damp touch of lips, exquisitely controlled. But it doesn't matter whether you stay or go. I'll still need you. So if you want to go off to Boston, Ill wait. Right here, whenever you need me.
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That's it? That's your big goodbye? Eve asked. Claire looked at Eve mystified. I think I need guy CliffNotes. Guys aren't deep enough to need CliffNotes. What were you waiting for, flowery poetry? Shane snorted. I hugged. I'm done.
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I am never taking a trip with either of you ever again.' Eve said. 'Ever.' Excellent' Shane said. 'Then next trip, we hit the strip bar.' I have a gun, Shane,' Eve sighed. What, you think i actually loaded yours?' Eve flipped him off, and Claire laughed.
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Don’t,” Michael said. It was soft, and it was a warning, through and through. “You try to hurt her again and I’ll pull your arm off.
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You can’t be serious,” Eve said. “Guys. People get eaten in places like this. At the very least, we get locked in a room and terrible, evil things get done to us and put on the Internet. I’ve seen the movies.” Eve,” Michael said. “Horror movies are not documentaries.
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What's possible?” - she asked “Anything,” he said absently. “But that’s not what I was talking about. Oh, hello, Claire. You’re in good time. I need an extra pair of hands.” “As long as I keep them attached,” she said, which earned her a startled stare. “The things you say to me, you’d think I was some sort of monster.” -- Myrnin and Claire
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Crosses? Definitely Why? Because they're evil, soulless, bloodsucking fiends? So was my sixth-grade gym teacher, but he wasn't afraid of a cross.
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Run first,' Shane said. 'Mourn later.' It was the perfect motto for Morganville.
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Seriously,” Shane said, “this kind of is the worst situation we’ve ever been in, right?” “Speak for yourself,” Michael said. “I got myself killed last year. Twice.” “Oh yeah. You’re right—last year really sucked for you.
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