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You’re killing me here, Sage!” “I’m not doing anything.” “Exactly my point.
Richelle Mead
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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Then, his struggles stopped. His eyes stared at me, stunned, and his lips parted, almost into a smile, albeit a grisly and pained one. That’s what I was supposed to say... he gasped out. Those were his last words.
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Smiling, I cut across the quadrangle toward the commons. I felt better about life than I had in a very long time. We could do this, Lissa and me. We could do this together.
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Even I make mistakes. I put on my brash, overconfident face. I know it's hard to believe—kind of surprises me myself—but I guess it has to happen. It's probably some kind of karmic way to balance out the universe. Otherwise, it wouldn't be fair to have one person so full of awesomeness.
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Sydney: Ever had that happen? Once you can’t have something, you want it that much more.” Adrian: “Yes. It happens all the time.
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Yeah? Can you draw a skeleton riding a motorcycle with flames coming out of it? And I want a pirate hat on the skeleton. And a parrot on his shoulder. A skeleton parrot. Or maybe a ninja skeleton parrot? No, that would be overkill. But it'd be cool if the biker skeleton could be shooting some ninja throwing stars. That are on fire.
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Sydney, I'm so happy to see you again. If there's anything I can do for you, please let me know. And you must be Neil. Your majesty. Neil swept her a bow so low that his forehead touched the ground. Above him, Adrian rolled his eyes. Easy there, Lancelot, Adrian said. I don't think bowing is required when she's in jeans and bunny slipp
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How do you know it was the blighted pile? Did you recognize Maiwenn’s gift?” “No, but there was a marble bust of Dorian in there, which I figured must have been his kingdom’s ‘humble’ gift.
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This was the last thing I expected. You destroy my life and then feed me some inspiratonal philosophy.
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