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Yeah according to my- Hey, are you staring at my chest? -Rose to Adrian

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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Michigan
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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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After the bitching I'd done to Abe about going to remote, crappy places, I should have been excited about the prospect of going to Sin City.
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I’m not a warrior or a goddess,” I said at last. Adrian leaned closer. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re both.
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It was the most convulted, ridiculous piece of logic I'd heard in awhile... It was something I would have come up with.
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Mentor’s Official and Complete Procedural Handbook on Initial Succubus Intake and Probationary Period (Abridged). “Abridged?” I spun toward Jerome. “Tell me you’re getting back at me for the time I accused you of wearing Old Spice.” “That one’s still coming,” said the demon. “This one’s for real.
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It is terrifying,” said Adrian. “And weird, for lack of a better word. And part of you knows… well, part of you knows something’s not right. That your thinking’s not right. But what do you about that? All we can go on is what we think, how we see the world. If you can’t trust your own mind, what can you trust? What other people tell you?
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A loud booming noise interrupted us, and we saw a flash of light off to my right. People near the other garages screamed. There, you see? asked Abe, quite pleased with himself. A new gate. Perfect timing.
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Later, I would ask Shaya to help me compose a formal response to Katrice's letter, something a long the lines of I am the Thorn Queen. F*** Off.
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There’s a big difference between death threats and love letters–even if the person writing the death threats still claims to actually love you. Of course, considering I once tried to kill someone I loved, maybe I had no right to judge.
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Nah, you always look good. As for me … well, it's hard to explain. The auras are getting to me. There's so much sorrow around here. You can't even begin to understand. It radiates from everyone on a spiritual level. It's overwhelming. It makes your dark aura downright cheerful.
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What am I supposed to do with a wool coat? Especially here in Palm Springs?” “Sleep with it,” he suggested. “Think of me.
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Sometimes it's worth lingering on the journey for a while before getting to the destination.
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You managed to get him a duster, but you couldn't find me a pair of jeans?
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I nearly dropped the plate I held. You've asked me out tons of times. Not really. I've made inapproprite suggestions and frequently pushed for nudity. But I've never asked you out on a real date. And, if memory serves, you did say you'd give me a fair chance once I let you clean out my trust fund. I didn't clean it out, I scoffed.
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We can take her. Besides, he deserves someone who doesn't shop at Gap Kids. -Rose to Lissa on Mia and Aaron
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Where are we going? asked Victor. If I'm allowed to ask. I squirmed around in my seat so that I could look him in the eye. That's what you're going to tell us. As hard as it is to believe, we didn't do all that just because we missed your pleasant company. That is hard to believe.
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