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You’ll have your own superhero club before you know it.
Richelle Mead
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Richelle Mead
Age: 47
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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We're going on a, um, windmill tour later this week. If I'd wanted to shut them all up, I'd definitely succeeded. They all looked stunned. Adrian spoke first. I'm going to assume that means he's flying you to Amsterdam on his private jet. If so, I'd like to come along. But not for the windmills.
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Sage,” Adrian declared. “These hands don’t do manual labor.
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What? I asked uneasily. Why are you looking at me like that? He shook his head, the smile rueful now. Because sometimes, a person can get so caught up in the details that they miss the whole. It's not just the dress or the hair. It's YOU. You're beautiful. So beautiful, it hurts me.
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We had an endless supply of topics, both of us eager to put forth all we knew on anything and everything. Most of the meal was spent discussing the intricacies of the organic certification process. It was pretty awesome.
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You fixed yourself. You didn’t need me.” “No, Sydney.” My voice was ragged. “I do need you. You have no idea how much I need you.
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I can understand bitchiness in any language.
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You’re killing me here, Sage!” “I’m not doing anything.” “Exactly my point.
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There was no me in Alchemy. Well, phonetically there was, but that wasn't the point.
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Rose was so full of life and passion that sometimes she seemed more human than I was.
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She felt so much emotionally, she would say, that a physical outlet - physical pain - was the only way to make her internal pain go away. It was the only way she could control it.
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How come all the harmless people were so lame? Maybe that was the definition of safe.
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I’ve come to ask you where Seth is.” Funny,” said Andrea. “We were going to ask you the same thing.” I was taken aback. “How would I know?” They both just stared. I don’t!
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I can't wait until this show gets on the road, he said. You and me are going to have so much fun, Rose. Picking out curtains, doing each other's hair, telling ghost stories... The reference to ghost stories hit a little closer to home than I was comfortable with. Not that choosing curtains or brushing Christian's hair was much more appea
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Different time, different place,” I said. “Things can change. People can change.
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Yeah, that’s exactly what I want. To help my girlfriend get her old boyfriend back.
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Even if I’d been wide awake, I knew Dimitri would’ve taken my suitcase anyway. That’s how he was, a lost remnant of chivalry in the modern world, ever-ready to help others.
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I’ve seen all I need to. I’m going to go drink now in a futile effort to wipe away the memory of this debacle.
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I unfolded the note, and it took me a few seconds to decipher Adrian’s writing. If he did write me a dating proposal, I really hoped he would type it.
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What's going on? he asked, looking from face to face. I was having a good dream. I need you, said Lissa. I hear that from women a lot, said Adrian. Christian made a gagging sound, but the faintest glimmer of a smile crossed Eddie's lips, despite his otherwise tough guardian-stance.
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She probably gave up and started playing Minesweeper. [...] We reached the cafe and found Sydney bent over her laptop, with a barely eaten Danish and what was probably her fourth cup of coffee. We slid into seats beside her. How's it—hey! You ARE playing Minesweeper!
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