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You've got to take it on faith that the enemy of your enemy is your friend.
Richelle Mead
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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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I had no reason to get all goofy, just because the man was too good-looking for his own good.
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I looked at you... and saw your goodness, your hope, and your faith. Those are what make you beautiful. So, so beautiful. So it was't my hair?
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How is Angeline?” asked Dimitri. “Is she improving?” Eddie and I exchanged glances. So much for avoiding her indiscretions. “Improving how exactly?” I asked. “In combat, in following the dress code, or in keeping her hands to herself?” “Or in turning off caps-lock?” added Eddie. “You noticed that too?” I asked. “Hard not to,” he said.
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Your wit is always such a delight, Mr. Zeklos. I can barely contain myself around it.
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Abe glanced at Rose. You see that? he said. Now that's devotion. She rolled her eyes at him.
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