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c76038c
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"In the Old Language, she hissed, "If any harm shall befall him, I will come after you, and find you where you sleep. I do not care where you lay your head or who with, my vengeance shall rain upon you until you drown." That last word was drawn out, until its syllable was lost in more growling. Dead silence. Until Doc Jane said dryly, "Annnnd this is why they say the female of the species is more dangerous than the male."
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funny
layla
qhuinn
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J.R. Ward |
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f2e65ec
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"Some girl named Eva has him convinced that you put out after one beer." "What?" My voice was as shrill as the ringing tardy bell "I personally don't believe it" he went on blithely, "and I have a Porsche. Not as much leg room as a Beamer, but so much hotter, I'm told."
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white-hot-kiss
layla
roth
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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e85b5e5
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"Rough times." Qhuinn shrugged. "And I'm not interested in saints." "Really? You're in love with one," Layla chimed in. As Qhuinn glanced over at Blay, his mismatched eyes narrowed. "Damn straight I am," he said softly. As the redhead turned red--natch--that connection between the two males became positively tangible. Love was such a beautiful thing."
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blaylock
layla
qhuinn
paranormal-romance
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J.R. Ward |
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537e9c2
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I smelled like an Upper Level demon. Roth was back and he was relatively unharmed. A Lilin had been born. Apparently an orgasm was apocalyptic.
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layla
roth
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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98395c5
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Don't make me sit here and watch you die. You don't do that to me.
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layla
roth
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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d50b12e
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"I got you," Roth, said, propping me up. "Always." Always. The word bounced around inside me like a Ping-Pong ball."
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love
layla
roth
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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40f143d
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I judge you not by the sex of whom you love... but by how you love them. -Layla, page 306
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layla
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J.R. Ward |
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1afeefd
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"LAYLA: "You boinked Lilith." ROTH: "Boinked?" Roth chuckled under his breath and then said, "God, I love you."
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layla
roth
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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95269fa
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And it was kind of funny to see all these professional fighters unwilling to get within a mile of the female. Then again, if you wanted to survive doing the work they did, accurate risk assessment was something you developed early -- and even Qhuinn, who was the object of the protective instinct the Chosen was rocking, wouldn't have dared touch her.
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lover-at-last
layla
qhuinn
j-r-ward
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J.R. Ward |
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0b75ecf
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"In the Old Language, she hissed, "If any harm shall befall him, I will come after you, and find where you sleep. I do not care where you lay your head or who with, my vengeance shall rain upon you until you drown."
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lover-at-last
layla
qhuinn
j-r-ward
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J.R. Ward |
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68ad409
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"A.Coward," he repeated, and I briefly considered picking up the vase in the center of the island and throwing it at him."Not making a choice is the coward's way out. You love both of them. I get that. But you don't feel the same kind of love for both of them, and the sooner you accept that the better."
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love-triangles
coward
layla
solution
genius
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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5227a23
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"The demon?" Roth scoffed. "That's 'Your Highness' to you."
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layla
roth
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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bf6cf21
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Okay. Stop. All of you. This gossipfest about my virginity is not something I want to continue.
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layla
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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7ab84d8
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"You are real," she said to herself. "Aye." His voice was deep and resonant, a caress in her ears. But then it cracked, as if he were in pain. "And you are with young." "I am." He closed his eyes again, but now it was as if he'd been struck by a body blow. "I saw you." "When?" "At the clinic. Nights and nights ago. I thought they had beaten you." "The Brotherhood? Why ever - " "Because of me." His eyes opened, and there was such anguish in them, she wanted to comfort him in some way. "I would never have chosen for you to be in this position. You are not of the war, and my lieutenant should never, ever have brought you into it." His voice grew deeper and deeper. "You are an innocent. Even I, who have no honor, recognized that instantly." If he had no honor, why had he disarmed himself just now, she thought. "Are you mated?" he said roughly. "No." Abruptly, his upper lip peeled back from tremendous fangs. "If you were raped - " "No. No, no - I chose this for myself. For the male." Her hand went to her abdomen. "I wanted a young. My needing came, and all I could think of was how much I wanted to be a mahmen to something that was mine." Those narrowed eyes closed again, and he brought up a callused hand to his face. Hiding his irregular mouth, he said, "I wish that I..." "What?" "...I were worthy to have given you what you desired." Layla again felt an unholy need to reach out and touch him, to ease him in some way. His reaction was so raw and honest, and his suffering seemed rather like her own whenever she thought of him."
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layla
xcor
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J.R. Ward |