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Hey Mason, wipe that drool off you face. If you're going to think about me naked, do it on your own time. -Rose to Mason

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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Well, I'm supposed to be crazy, right? [...] And there isn't much I wouldn't do for you. The stupider, the better.
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And so, surpassing my own records for dangerous, reckless behavior, I ripped off Sonya's bracelet. I'm Rose Hathaway.
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If your eyes weren't open, you wouldn't know the difference between dreaming and waking.
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Sage, he said. What are you wearing? I sighed and stared down at the dress. I know. It's red. Don't start. I'm tired of hearing about it. Funny, he said. I don't think I could ever get tired of looking at it.
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Oh my God, he said. A kind word from Rose Hathaway. I can die a happy man.
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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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Oh God. She probably thinks we were off doing—you know—romantic type, um, things—
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Every relationship is different. Everyone loves differently.
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You’re killing me here, Sage!” “I’m not doing anything.” “Exactly my point.
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As long as we’re together, that’s how we’ll be. No trembling. No faltering. We’re unstoppable.
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I certainly hadn't expected to walk away from today's trip with joint custody of a miniature dragon.
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But it's not the name I'd give to a conqueror of worlds... I would've gone with Thundro or Ragnor. I might just call him Thundro anyway.
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Why does it have to be so cut-and-dried? In your view, I either have to hate them or be in league with them. There’s a middle ground, you know. I can still be loyal to the Alchemists and on friendly terms with vampires and dhampirs.
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It was worth it. You looked... happy.
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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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He was too perfect, despite being one of the most imperfect people I knew.
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The world of the dead wonʹt give you up a second time.
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Now get some clothes on before the women around here are driven into a frenzy. He gave me a mournful look. I'm afraid that'll happen with or without clothes, my dear.
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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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Somehow, Sydney had an internal clock that told her when time was up. I think it was part of her inherent ability to keep track of a hundred things at once. Not me. In these moments, my thoughts were usually focused on getting her shirt off and whether I’d get past the bra this time. So far, I hadn’t.
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