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My vampire boss, who would like to maybe be my boyfriend, just dropped in to tell me he was running away because Morganville’s too dangerous.

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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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Oh, he is cute!” Shane said in a fake girly voice. “Gee, maybe we can ask him out!” “Shut up, you weasel. Claire, hit him!
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It's an illusion, control, Naomi said. You ought to understand that by now, young Claire. We are never in control of our destinies, even the strongest of us. All we can hope to do is not be too badly damaged by events.
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Michael held me when I got inside, because I was shaking all over. That felt so good. Warm all the way down. Did I mention Michael’s feet? They’re all the way sexy, and he’s always barefoot – he hates shoes. I wish he hated pants and shirts, too.
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I don't like this, he said. I don't like knowing you can't forgive me, Claire. Please, I said I was sorry, what do you want me to do? Beg? I will. I'll get on my knees right here if you want.
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Sure. Knock yourself out. No, really. Hammer to the head, works every time.” Claire
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Rambo was a Green Beret, Hannah said. Please. We eat those army boys for breakfast.
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Take her home. And- Say nothing- yes, yes, I heard you the first seven hundred times, Myrnin said, much too sharply. I'm ancient. I'm not deaf.
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No,” Shane said. “I’m not leaving you two here alone. We stick together.” “I’m still not kissing you,” Michael said. “Tease.
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Is this your bedroom? she asked, and turned to look at him. Myrnin straightened and jammed the big red floppy hat back on his head. The feathers waved back and forth. Don't get any ideas, he said. I'm far too young and innocent for that kind of thinking.
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