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I can be a good friend, or a bad enemy.

Richelle Mead

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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Michigan
United States
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Who... who are you?' I asked at last. It was true. I had left a body in the park, but seriously, what was I supposed to do? Drag him back to my hotel and tell my bellhop my friend had had too much to drink?
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She didnʹt know if she could carry on by herself, but then, she realized that if this wasnʹt a dream—and dear God, did it feel real—there was no magic ʺstopʺ in real life. If she couldnʹt deal with loneliness in a dream, she never would be able to while waking.
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See? There it is again. My flame in the dark.
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Even now, despite Angeline's watchfulness, she'd occasionally oscillate between random topics, like how shepherd's pie wasn't a pie at all and why it was pointless for her to take class in typing when technology would eventually develop robot companions to do it for us.
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I found the candles—atrocious air freshening ones that smelled like fake pine.
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Do not do that again, he said stiffly. Don't kiss me back then, I retorted. He stared at me for what seemed like forever. I don't give 'Zen lessons' to hear myself talk. I don't give them because you're another student. I'm doing this to teach you control. You're doing a great job, I said bitterly.
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That's pretty hot, he said. Punching me in the eye? Well, no. Of course not. I meant the idea of getting rough with you is hot. I'm a big fan of full-contact sports. I'm sure you are.
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How is Angeline?” asked Dimitri. “Is she improving?” Eddie and I exchanged glances. So much for avoiding her indiscretions. “Improving how exactly?” I asked. “In combat, in following the dress code, or in keeping her hands to herself?” “Or in turning off caps-lock?” added Eddie. “You noticed that too?” I asked. “Hard not to,” he said.
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Do you believe in fairy tales? What...what kind of fairy tales? The kind you aren't supposed to waste your life on.
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Because it gives him and excuse to be around her--without making it look like he gave in first. That way, he can still seem manly. That's ridiculous. Especially the part about Christian being manly. Guys do ridiculous things for love.
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He smiled, and it lit up his whole face.
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Books were a lot less messy than orgasms.
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At long last, she gasped out, It’s Seth. What happened? I demanded. Is he okay? He ended it. Her crying renewed. He broke the engagement and told me it was over.
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This was the last thing I expected. You destroy my life and then feed me some inspiratonal philosophy.
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How do you know it was the blighted pile? Did you recognize Maiwenn’s gift?” “No, but there was a marble bust of Dorian in there, which I figured must have been his kingdom’s ‘humble’ gift.
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I didn’t care about anything except her and the way touching her drove me wild, even as her calm and steady presence soothed the storms that raged within me.
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That's ridiculous. Especially the part about Christian being manly.
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I’m sorry ma’am,” I said. Really, I had no idea what else to say. I’d spent the weekend caught up in an epic battle to save humanity, and now… jean shorts?
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My God, Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them? That uncomfortable feeling was spreading over me again. What about them? The color, he breathed. When you stand in the light. They're amazing... like molten gold. I could paint those... He reached toward me but then pulled back. They're beautiful. You're beautiful.
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I find more peace with you.
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