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Nah. I’m a consultant, of course. Everyone’s favorite nondescript yet well-paid white-collar job.

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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Only what?” I asked. I could barely hear my own voice. He turned his gaze back to me, firm and unflinching. “Only… more human.” And that was it. All the anger and sorrow vanished. There was nothing in me. Nothing at all. I was empty. “Get out,” I said.
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Indeed. That pony collection isn’t nearly complete,” Carter mused. When I dared a look back at him, I saw that the angel was smiling at me. “You see? You aren’t lost. No matter what happens to you, you have a plan. There’s still hope.
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What have I done? I whispered. Jill put her arm around me, but it was Dimitri who spoke. What you had to.
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They’re waiting for you. Go on in.” Adrian leaned close to Keith’s ear and spoke in an ominous voice. “If.You.Dare.” He poked Keith’s shoulder and gave a Muhahaha” kind of monster laugh.
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Surely I must be a princess in an enchanted sleep. Any day now, this dream-no, nightmare would end, and I’d get my prince and happy ending.
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Dimitri: I also have a feeling your mother's going to have one ugly conversation with me. Rose: You're about to go face down Strigoi, and my mother's the one you're scared of? Dimitri: She's a force to be reckoned with. Where do you think you got it from? Rose: It's a wonder you bother with me then. Dimitri: You're worth it, beli
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Well...I'm on birth control I was drinking the water again and choked on it. It took several moments of coughing before I could gasp out. What? It takes a while for it to start working, so I figured I should be prepared, just in case. Just in case, I repeated, still dumbfounded.
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He looked up at me with angelic eyes. Doing what? You know what. You're luring me in. You know I can't resist-
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He sighed and then focused his eyes right on me. It was like drowning, drowning in seas of green. There was nothing in the world except for those eyes. I want to kiss you, Rose, he said softly. And I want you to want me too.
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