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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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I saw endless depths of brown, the depths I'd fallen into so many times. No red rings. Dimitri...was not a Strigoi. And he was weeping.
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Then, as one hand tightened on me and his other ran gently over my hair, I noticed something. He didn't smell right.
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Conversation was irrelevant. Only pie mattered.
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No, he said, voice thick and husky. His fingers dug into the chair's arms. You'd better not get too close. I stopped, laughing softly. You don't strike me as the assaulting type, Mortensen. Yeah, well, there's a first time for everything.
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I’m not dangerous,” I breathed. He brought his face toward mine. “You are to me.” And somehow, against all reason, we were kissing.
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Call me crazy for asking this, but, um, are Lissa and I going with you? No No? No.
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Finn crossed his arms and glared at Volusian. It was kind of a bold move, considering Finn looked like a cartoon character and Volusian looked like he ate the souls of small children. For all I knew, he probably did.
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The ghost of a smile flickered across his lips. ‘You’re always the voice of reason. Just try listening to yourself once in a while.
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No, no. It's always a good time for you to call, Roza.
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I had a standing arrangement with God: I'd agree to believe in him—barely—so long as he let me sleep in on Sundays.
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His warmth was all around me, as was his love, and again, I felt that completeness. I had that missing piece of my word back. The soul that complemented mine. My match. My equal. Not only that, I had my life back -my own life. I would protect Lissa, I would serve, but I was finally my own person.
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Dimitri: Don't look at me like that. Rose: Like what? Dimitri: You've got this look on your face that says you think I'm delusional, but you're too nice to say anything.
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Adrian gave the picture a nod of approval before handing me the phone. Okay, even I can admit that's pretty cute. I found myself overanalyzing the comment. What had he meant in saying 'even he' could admit it? That I was cute for a human? Or that I had just met some kind of Adrian hot-girl criteria?
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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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So,” I said at last, staring at my hands. “How’s, uh, your car?” “I left it out on the street. Figured it’ll be fine there while I’m gone.
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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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You can't save everyone, though God knows you try.
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I lifted the lid and found a piece of bread and some water—and a rat that quickly darted off the tray. Talk about adding insult to injury.
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Where are you going? he asked. To break someone's heart, I replied.
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I had an accident. That seemes to happen a lot. It wasn't my fault. It never is. I just have bad luck. Or you're just trouble. You got a problem with that? No problem at all. Oh my God! Are you going to help or not?
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