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I said earlier that dead things don't always stay dead. Well, I'm one of them. don't worry - I'm not like the Strigoi. But I did die once (I don't recommend it).

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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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You look confused, said Adrian. I shook my head and sighed. I think I'm just overthinking things. He nodded solemnly. That's why I try to never do it.
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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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He smiled and tapped my nose. Two thank-yous in as many days. I don't suppose I'll get to see any, uh, special gratitude? I scoffed. Nope. You'll just have to imagine it. He gave me a half-hug and released me. Fair enough. But I have a good imagination.
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Hey, Volusian, you haven't been checking me out, have you? He gave me his trademark bland stare. I assure you, mistress, the only allure your bare flesh has for me is to remind me how easy it will be to slice open. I laughed. If not for the fact he was actually serious, he'd be so much fun.
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