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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Michigan
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And you work for that demon, right? The one who looks like Matthew Broderick?” “John Cusack,” I corrected. “He looks like John Cusack.” “Whatever.
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If you try to turn me against Lissa one more time the stories are going to be about you bleeding because I'll have ripped your throat out!
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I felt a strange fluttering sensation in my chest. Butterflies, cardiac arrest . . . it was hard to say what exactly.
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Roza. His voice had that same wonderful lowness, the same accent . . . it was all just colder. You forgot my first lesson: Don’t hesitate.
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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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Sunshine had never tasted so sweet as it did at that moment.
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You're a Dhampir, I breathed. So are you. he teased. Yeah, but I just thought— That I was human? Because of the bite marks? Yeah. I admitted, No point in lying. We all have to survive, he said And dhamphirs are good at figuring ways out to.
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That's pretty hot, he said. Punching me in the eye? Well, no. Of course not. I meant the idea of getting rough with you is hot. I'm a big fan of full-contact sports. I'm sure you are.
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Stick. I said in Russian. I had no clue what the word for stake was. I pointed at the silver ring I wore and made a slashing motion. Stick. where? He stared at me in utter confusion and then asked in perfect English, why are you talking like that?
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In fact I was fairly certain there was no one in the entire world quite like Adrian Ivashkov.
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I didn’t care about anything except her and the way touching her drove me wild, even as her calm and steady presence soothed the storms that raged within me.
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It won't be that simple though, will it?' She sounded wise beyond her years. 'Things are going to get worse before they get better, aren't they?
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When Love And Jealousy Collide On The Slopes, Winter Break Turns Deadly
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I realized I’m in love. It's always been right in front of me.
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The world of the dead wonʹt give you up a second time.
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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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It doesn't matter. Take Eddie's blood. Take Belikov's blood. Take your own for all I care. But If she doesn't want to give hers, then that's all there is to it. She said no. This conversation is done.
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What happened? Did a house fall on your sister? I asked. Maybe there was a benefit to our language barrier. She pursed her lips. You can't stay here much longer, she said. My mouth dropped open. You...you speak English? She snorted. Of course.
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This is insane, I said blankly. I'm the instrument of an all-powerful primordial deity's wave of chaos and destruction. That's kind of extreme said Dante jovially. It's not like you work for Google or anything.
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Jesse: Hey Rose, welcome back. Still breaking hearts? Rose: Are you volunteering?
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