0e1d074
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I knew from the moment I heard you, the moment I saw the gun and realized that this lovely, petit woman was the executioner, that you would never die waiting for me to save you - that you would save yourself.
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anita-blake
executioner
fiction
hunter
jean-claude
paranormal
romance
vampire
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Laurell K. Hamilton |
3600a90
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"V shook his head. "Remember what you saw in that clearing, cop? How'd you like that anywhere near a female you loved?" Butch put down the Bud without drinking from it. His eyes traveled over Rhage's body. "We're going to need a shitload of steel," the human muttered."
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humor
paranormal
rhage
romance
vampire
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J.R. Ward |
b1583ff
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The door banged open, and Eve rushed out, flushed and mussed and still buttoning her shirt. 'It's not what you think,' she said. 'It was just--oh, okay, whatever, it was exactly what you think. Now, ?
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paranormal
romance
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Rachel Caine |
6cea065
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Tell you what, you let me go, and I'll ask you plenty of questions about your race. Until then, I'm slightly distracted with how this little vacation on the good ship Holy Sh*t is going to pan out for me.
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humor
jane
paranormal
romance
vampire
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J.R. Ward |
84485b6
|
"Why is everything always my decision?" I asked. Because you will not tolerate anything else." Oh, I remembered now. "Great", I whispered. - Anita to Jean-Claude"
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anita-blake
fiction
hunter
jean-claude
paranormal
romance
vampire
|
Laurell K. Hamilton |
18d51ff
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"V settled back against the pillows and measured the hard line of her chin. "Take off your coat." "Excuse me?" "Take it off." "No." "I want it off." "Then I suggest you hold your breath. Won't affect me in the slightest, but at least the suffocation will help pass the time for you."
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fantasy
jane-witcomb
paranormal
paranormal-romance
vampires
vishous
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J.R. Ward |
490408b
|
You've maddened me for you...have changed everything. So, I'm going to f*ck you long and hard, beauty, because if I'm to be enslaved by you-I want to be your master as well.
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lore
paranormal
romance
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Kresley Cole |
11fd0b6
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You could know a man not by what his friends said about him, but by how he treated his servants.
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paranormal
paraphrased
young-teen
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Cassandra Clare |
c52eb44
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Paranoia is a survival trait when you run in my circles. It gives you something to do in your spare time, coming up with solutions to ridiculous problems that aren't ever going to happen. Except when one of them does, at which point you feel way too vindicated. - Harry Dresden, Changes, Jim Butcher
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harry-dresden
magic
paranormal
wizards
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Jim Butcher |
f405122
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You need to know where to go,' Sanya said. 'Yes,' 'And you are going to consult four large pizzas for guidance.' 'Yes,' I said. ...'There is, I think, humour here which does not translate well from English into sanity.' 'That's pretty rich coming from the agnostic Knight of the Cross with a holy Sword who takes his orders from an archangel.' I said. - Harry Dresden & Sanya, Changes, Jim Butcher
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harry-dresden
magic
paranormal
wizards
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Jim Butcher |
7e940bb
|
"Hey, would you look at that shit?" I turned on my heel. The patrons who'd fled at the first hint of trouble had come back and were enjoying the spectacle. "Clear out!" I barked. They paid me no mind. Asshole innocent bystanders."
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paranormal
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Ilona Andrews |
093e131
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When her blue-black eyes lifted to his, everything disappeared. Their bodies dematerialized. The room they were in ceased to exist. Time became nothing. And in the void, in the wormhold, Wrath's chest opened up sure as if he'd been shot, a piercing pain licking over his nerve endings. He knew then that there are many ways for a heart to break. Sometimes it's from the crowding of life, the compression of responsibility and birthright and burden that just squeezed you until you couldn't breathe anymore. Even though your lungs were working just fine. And sometimes it's from the casual cruelty of a fate that took you far from where you had thought you would end up. And sometimes it's age in the face of youth. Or sickness in the face of health. But sometimes it's just because you're looking into the eyes of your lover, and your gratitude for having them in your life overflows...because you showed them what was on the inside and they didn't run scared or turn away: they accepted you and loved you and held you in the midst of your passion or your fear...or your combination of both. Wrath closed his eyes and focused on the soft pulls at his wrist. God, they were just like the beat of his heart. Which made sense. Because she was the center of his chest. And the center of his world.
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j-r-ward
paranormal
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J.R. Ward |
5be57e5
|
...The next time I opened my eyes, I was in the morgue. This, all by itself, is enough to really ruin your day. I was lying on the examining table, and Butters, complete with his surgical gown and his tray of autopsy instruments, stood over me. 'I'm not dead!' I sputtered. 'I'm not dead!' - Harry Dresden, Death Masks, Jim Butcher
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harry-dresden
magic
paranormal
wizards
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Jim Butcher |
ffd54e9
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I looked at Micah, who shrugged. I looked at Rafael, who shook his head. Nice that none of us knew why he was undressing.
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blake
fiction
hunter
micah
paranormal
romance
vampire
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Laurell K. Hamilton |
02ed76e
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"Now," said Brandons low, cold voice. "Lets not be rude eve."
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paranormal
romance
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Rachel Caine |
e6a2b0b
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"Emma turned to him, bottom lip trembling. "For me?" "Always for you. All things for you. He coughed into his fist "All your own."
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paranormal
romance
romantic
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Kresley Cole |
689ac41
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So you want me to go to a human orgy, where I will not be welcome, and you want us to leave before I get to enjoy myself? ~Eric Northman
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fantasy
mystery
paranormal
romance
vampire
|
Charlaine Harris |
34563e6
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My laboratory,' I said, experimentally, drawing out each syllable. 'Why is it that saying it like that always makes me want to follow it with 'mwoo-hah-hah-hahhhhh'? ' 'You were overexposed to Hammer Films as a child?' - Harry Dresden & Bob the Skull, Changes, Jim Butcher
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harry-dresden
magic
paranormal
wizards
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Jim Butcher |
1c4e7f4
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"She took a deep breath, "Last chance. Are you in need of rescuing?" His expression turned very strange, almost as if she'd struck him, "Yes," he said finally."
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books
dark
gavriel
holly-black
literature
paranormal
paranormal-romance
romance
tana-bach
the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
vampires
ya
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Holly Black |
6894fe7
|
Do you really think you can win?' 'Yeah. Hell, Ortega is only the third or fourth most disturbing thing I've tangled with today.' 'But even if you do win, what does it change?' 'Me getting kiilled now. That way, I get to be killed later tonight instead.' - Susan Rodriguez & Harry Dresden, Death Masks, Jim Butcher
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harry-dresden
magic
paranormal
wizards
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Jim Butcher |
e3bb048
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Are you a prude?' He seemed genuinely curious. 'No!' But after a second, I said, 'But may be compared to you, yes! I like my privacy. I get to decide who sees me naked. Do you get my point?' 'Yes. Objectively speaking, you have beautiful points.' I thought the top of my head would pop off... (Sookie Stackhouse & Claude, Dead in the Family)
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paranormal
sookie-stackhouse
vampires
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Charlaine Harris |
20bc068
|
"V had a passing thought that she used the word "anyway" like an eraser on a crowded chalkboard. She said it whenever she needed to clear off the things she'd just shared to make room for more."
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paranormal
paranormal-romance
romance
vampire
vishous
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J.R. Ward |
1472c02
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With my ninth mind I resurrect my first and dance slow to the music of my soul made new.
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inspirational-quotes
modern-authors
music
paranormal
parapsychology
poetry
psychology
rebirth
resurrection
souls
spirituality
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Aberjhani |
61fd03e
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This letter is written on the skin of one of the water sprites who drowned your parents.' 'Ick!' I cried, and dropped the letter on the kitchen table.
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faery
humor
letter
paranormal
revenge
sookie-stackhouse
urban-fantasy
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Charlaine Harris |
41c6c47
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I didn't know what to think about first: me seeing Claude naked, Claude seeing me naked, or the whole fact that we were related and naked in the same room. (Sookie Stackhouse, Dead in the Family)
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dead-in-the-family
paranormal
sookie-stackhouse
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Charlaine Harris |
c600499
|
"Little mouse," a voice said through the keyhole. "Don't you know the more you wriggle, the greater the cat's delight?"
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books
dark
gavriel
holly-black
literature
paranormal
paranormal-romance
romance
tana-bach
the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
vampires
ya
|
Holly Black |
2332d0c
|
The secret weapon is cucumber.' Solange sat all the way up. 'Jasmine, cover your ears.' MaryAnn, Juliette and Jasmine burst out laughing. 'Sheesh, Solange. Get your mind out of the gutter.' 'MY mind is just fine, thank you. It's MaryAnn's I'm concerned about.' 'You put them on your eyes,' MaryAnn said, laughing even harder.
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dark-possession
paranormal
vampire
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Christine Feehan |
a22349f
|
Shadow and dust shall be reclaimed, earth sealing the tomb from which you came. Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, warrior return, breathe your last. Air, earth, fire, water, hear my voice, obey my order, thrice around your grave do bound, evil sink into the ground. I now invoke the law of three, this is my will, so mote it be.
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dark-demon
paranormal
romance
vampire
|
Christine Feehan |
d085f93
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He must have been handsome when he was alive and was handsome still, although made monstrous by his pallor and her awareness of what he was. His mouth looked soft, his cheekbones as sharp as blades, and his jaw curved, giving him an off-kilter beauty. His black hair a mad forest of dirty curls.
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dark
gavriel
insane
mad
monstrous
paranormal
paranormal-romance
sci-fi
tana
tana-bach
teen
the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
ya
|
Holly Black |
f38d5b9
|
He whom the gods love dies young.
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|
books
dark
gavriel
holly-black
literature
paranormal
paranormal-romance
romance
tana-bach
the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
vampires
ya
|
Menander |
17ad0cc
|
Pray as if all things depend on God, and work as if all things depend on you.
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dark
demon
love
paranormal
paranormal-romance
romance
scent-of-darkness
werewolf
|
Christina Dodd |
4b0e630
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Rachel knew what she was doing. And when she didn't, she could improvise on the fly, coming up with options that left a lot of collateral damage but usually only hurt herself, not the people around her. It was one of the things he would never admit that he admired about her.
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into-the-woods
jenks
paranormal
rachel-morgan
romance
trent-kalamack
urban-fantasy
|
Kim Harrison |
cb8c66c
|
Maybe it was that nearly everyone else was dead and she felt a little bit dead too, but she figured that even a vampire deserved to be saved. Maybe she ought to leave him, but she wasn't going to.
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|
books
dark
gavriel
holly-black
literature
paranormal
paranormal-romance
romance
tana-bach
the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
vampires
ya
|
Holly Black |
6ceacc2
|
I have to. I've been fighting it all night. I'm going to lose. My battle is as futile as a woman feeling the first pangs of labor and deciding it's an inconvenient time to give birth. Nature wins out. It always does.
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paranormal
urban-fantasy-series
werewolf
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Kelley Armstrong |
7adac16
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I've fallen in love with you. I love you even now when you sit before me with the eyes of a wolf. So take pity upon the fool I have become. I forgot it was only a bargain between us.
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paranormal
romance
ronda-thompson
untamed-one
werewolf
werewolves
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Ronda Thompson |
385e756
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Keep going' she told herself, 'Don't look back.' But she looked anyways.
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|
books
dark
gavriel
holly-black
literature
paranormal
paranormal-romance
romance
tana-bach
the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
vampires
ya
|
Holly Black |
ceccb87
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I don't want to be a vampire' she told herself. But in her dreams, she kind of did.
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|
books
dark
gavriel
holly-black
literature
paranormal
paranormal-romance
romance
tana-bach
the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
vampires
ya
|
Holly Black |
82d3568
|
"Be careful," Aidan called from the bed. "You don't know what he might do." "We all know what you'd do, though, don't we?"
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beautiful
books
dark
gavriel
holly-black
literature
paranormal
paranormal-romance
romance
tana-bach
the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
vampires
ya
|
Holly Black |
8f190b0
|
I made the decision fifteen years ago that you were my life. My everything. You were with me in my dreams my dark lover my friend and confidant.
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christine-feehan
dark-dream
dark-dreamers
paranormal
romance
vampire
|
Christine Feehan |
ae0b1cd
|
I look at you, and I see the most beautiful woman on the face of the earth. Inside and out you are beautiful. I know you better than anyone else could ever know you, because I can see into your thoughts and read your memories. The very light in you, our tremendous capacity for loving, humbles me.
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|
dark-secret
paranormal
vampires
|
Christine Feehan |
f5847f5
|
I'm sorry,' she said to each of the dead as she unzipped and unfastened their things, 'I'm sorry Courtney. I'm sorry Marcus. I'm sorry Rachel. I'm sorry Jon. I'm sorry I'm alive and you're dead. I'm sorry I was asleep. I'm sorry I didn't save you and now I'm taking your things. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
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|
books
dark
gavriel
holly-black
literature
paranormal
paranormal-romance
romance
tana-bach
the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
vampires
ya
|
Holly Black |
fee373b
|
"Are you sure?" Aidan asked, "Gavriel's still a vampire." "He warned me about you and about them. He didn't have to. I'm not going to repay that by-" she hesitated, then frowned. "What did you call him?" "That's his name," Aidan sighed, "Gavriel. The other vampires, while they were tying me to the bed, they said his name." "Oh." With a final tug she pulled the blanked free and tossed it over to 'Gavriel"
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beautiful
books
dark
gavriel
holly-black
literature
paranormal
paranormal-romance
romance
tana-bach
the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
vampires
ya
|
Holly Black |
0ef2444
|
You said you were allowed to lose it,' some part of her reminded herself. 'Not yet, not yet.
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|
books
dark
gavriel
holly-black
literature
paranormal
paranormal-romance
romance
tana-bach
the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
vampires
ya
|
Holly Black |
f0d36b8
|
"He'd spent the night in the boat. Next to the spaghetti queen. William glanced at the hobo girl. She sat across from him, huddled in a clump. Her stench had gotten worse overnight, probably from the dampness. Another night like the last one, and he might snap and dunk her into that river just to clear the air. She saw him looking. Dark eyes regarded him with slight scorn. William leaned forward and pointed at the river. "I don't know why you rolled in spaghetti sauce," he said in a confidential voice. "I don't really care. But that water over there won't hurt you. Try washing it off." She stuck her tongue out. "Maybe after you're clean," he said. Her eyes widened. She stared at him for a long moment. A little crazy spark lit up in her dark irises. She raised her finger, licked it, and rubbed some dirt off her forehead. Now what? The girl showed him her stained finger and reached toward him slowly, aiming for his face. "No," William said. "Bad hobo." The finger kept coming closer."
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fantasy
paranormal
romance
|
Ilona Andrews |
d648673
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... They paid some madman who thought he was a decorator a lot of money to make the place look hip and unique. May be it's my lack of fashion sense talking, but I thought they should have held out for one of those gorillas who has learned to paint. The results would have been of similar quality, and they could have paid in fresh produce. - Harry Dresden, Small Favor, Jim Butcher
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harry-dresden
magic
paranormal
wizards
|
Jim Butcher |
d7dfe12
|
Pam. Listen.' 'The phone is pressed to my ear. Speak.' 'Appius Livius Ocella just dropped in.' 'Fuck a zombie!' - Sookie & Pam, Dead in the Family, Charlaine Harris
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fantasy
paranormal
sookie-stackhouse
vampires
|
Charlaine Harris |
42ea1d6
|
"Behind Tana there was the sounds of splintering wood, as though something very large had hot the door. "No," she said softly, "Oh no. No." "Leave me," said Gavriel. ....."Shut up or I might," she told him."
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books
dark
gavriel
holly-black
literature
paranormal
paranormal-romance
romance
tana-bach
the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
vampires
ya
|
Holly Black |
16d5baa
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"He let out a hiss of pain,then smiled that crooked, sheepish smile he always fell back on when he was caught doing something bad. "Sorry. I-I didn't mean to. I just- I've been lying here for hours, thinking about blood."
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blood
boys
dark
imprisoned
paranormal
paranormal-romance
tana
tana-bach
teens
the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
ya
young-adult
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Holly Black |
549d24e
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His wax-white skin was cool to the touch when she brushed his neck to find the knot of cloth. She'd never been this close to a vampire,never realized what it would be like to be so near to someone who didn't breathe, who could be as still as any statue. His chest neither rose not fell. Her hands shook.
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gavriel
paranormal
paranormal-romance
romance
sci-fi
tana
tana-bach
the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
ya
|
Holly Black |
6ffb76b
|
In the dream, Tana's mother loved her more than anyone or anything. More than death.
|
|
books
dark
gavriel
holly-black
literature
paranormal
paranormal-romance
romance
tana-bach
the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
vampires
ya
|
Holly Black |
7310826
|
His voice had a faint trace of an accent she couldn't place - one that made her pretty sure he was no local kid infected the night before.
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books
dark
gavriel
holly-black
literature
paranormal
paranormal-romance
romance
tana-bach
the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
vampires
ya
|
Holly Black |
9587212
|
"We want to fight." "And I want J.K. Rowling to keep writing in the Potterverse, but I know that's never going to happen," I said blithely."
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fallen-legion
fantasy
fiction
humor
j-k-rowling
laura-kreitzer
paranormal
potterverse
timeless-series
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Laura Kreitzer |
03d9ca7
|
She'd learned to live in the present a long time ago, to enjoy every moment she had. Time was a luxury, something she knew she could run out of very quickly, so she made sure each minute counted for something.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
|
Christine Feehan |
04e3ddf
|
Draden drank in his surroundings with both appreciation and sorrow. The beautiful path led to a village that should have been thriving. Instead, it was now a path to certain death.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
7718289
|
please,Tana,please.' -lots of characters in The Coldest Girl in Coldtown
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|
books
dark
gavriel
holly-black
literature
paranormal
paranormal-romance
romance
tana-bach
the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
vampires
ya
|
Holly Black |
1e354a9
|
He saw trust. Complete trust. It was a gift, a precious one, and it humbled him. I've got you, Emeline. I will always be with you. Dragomire to Emeline, Dark Legacy, Dark #27
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crime
dark-27
dark-legacy
fantasy
mystery
paranormal
romance
vampires
|
Christine Feehan |
cae70e9
|
I had always been content to know that there was more in the living world than we could hope to understand.
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nature
paranormal
spirit
|
Mary Stewart |
09301ff
|
He was set on having her for the rest of his life, no matter how long or little that was, but he could see, if she agreed, he was going to have his hands full.
|
|
paranormal
romance
science-fiction
|
Christine Feehan |
399f563
|
Slicker than snot on a door handle.
|
|
paranormal
vampires
witches
|
Kim Harrison |
1b881d1
|
"Please beware," came his reply, "There are a lot of people who believe that just because we don't have an explanation for something, it's quantum mechanics."
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belief
believe
paranormal
physics
quantum-physics
|
Mary Roach |
73db19f
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Draden was hers. The one. The only. She didn't know how she knew it, but she did know that nothing in her life was truer.
|
|
paranormal
romance
science-fiction
|
Christine Feehan |
cf0eefe
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"My peony," he emphasized. "And it's only for us, no one else." He liked the intimacy of having a special name for her no one else knew but the two of them."
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
|
Christine Feehan |
0124366
|
Draden didn't move, staying as still as any predator with his gaze fixed on his prey. No muscle moved.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
|
Christine Feehan |
2767bcf
|
The terms we use for what is considered supernatural are woefully inadequate. Beyond such terms as ghost, specter, poltergeist, angel, devil, or spirit, might there not be something more our purposeful blindness has prevented us from understanding? We accept the fact that there may be other worlds out in space, but might there not be other worlds here? Other worlds, in other dimensions, coexistent with this? If there are other worlds parallel to ours, are all the doors closed? Or does one, here or there, stand ajar?
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ghosts
paranormal
spirits
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Louis L'Amour |
316992f
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"Your eyes seem to flash every time you stare at me. You look hungry when you look at me." A slight growl rumbled in his chest. "That's a different kind of hunger, Naomi."
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paranormal
rancher
romance
shifters
urban-fantasy
werewolves
|
Kait Ballenger |
b89b0f7
|
"It's just snow," Lesa said, rolling her eyes. "It's not going to hurt you." Kimmy smoothed her hands over her blond hair. "Sugar melts." "Yeah, and shit floats." Lesa took her seat, yanking out last night's English homework."
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high-school
paranormal
ya-romance
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
c2a8601
|
"I can't believe I have you here with me," she whispered and turned her face into his throat, nuzzling him. Inhaling. Tasting his skin with her tongue. "My life was pain and terror. You took away his voice. You gave me hope that my daughter would survive and others wouldn't shun her. I was terrified and alone, and you changed all that. You brought beauty and hope back into my life. Thank you for that, Dragomire. I swear I will spend every minute making you happy." Emeline to Dragomire, Dark Legacy, Dark #27"
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crime
dark-27
dark-legacy
fantasy
mystery
paranormal
romance
vampires
|
Christine Feehan |
e54bc18
|
He had the impression of Shylah pouting, and that made him happy. Just talking to her made him happy. The fact that she would circle around, hunt and find the man watching from the forest, was a complete turn-on. He liked that this woman would be his partner.
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|
paranormal
romance
science-fiction
|
Christine Feehan |
2498046
|
She had to know, soon or later, that he was no saint and never would be. He loved her, but if she was going to stay with him, she had to know the worst of him. He wanted honesty between them.
|
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
|
Christine Feehan |
8b5372b
|
I detested that people who already had everything they could possibly want would step on others who had nothing. Would use them and crush them. I'd lived my life mainly in the streets and found out the hard way that people who could have helped just hurt us.
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|
paranormal
romance
science-fiction
|
Christine Feehan |
e627915
|
"I don't think I've actually seen you smile before, " Wyatt observed. "This woman must be the real deal to teach you how to smile."
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
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I love everything about you. I told myself that was what it was. All those parts, separately that I loved them. I watch you. I'm inside your mind. I see who you are. I've decided it isn't about loving everything about you. It's simply about loving you.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
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"In lieu of Tasers, you'll have to hit me. Hard as you can. Then maybe some kind of fight-or-flight response will kick in and I'll turn into a bat to get away from you." "Fight or flight." "Yes." "Only half of that is flight."
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humor
humour
paranormal
supernatural
transformation
vampires
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Adam Rex |
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"I'll meet you tomorrow morning at ten in your office, and explain everything. In the meantime, go home and get some sleep." "I have a meeting with McConnell and Baroja tomorrow at ten A.M. to review some procedures," he said. Now, that was the J.B. I knew. Never mind the demon attack; procedures needed reviewing." --
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demons
humor
paranormal
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Christina Henry |
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He was either right or wrong. Worrying didn't make it any better. She let herself drift off with the scent of him in her lungs, with the knowledge that she was loved in her head and heart.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
f4ba11d
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I don't mind you in my head. I refuse to be embarrassed for thinking the truth. You have to know how good-looking you are. Fortunately for you, you seem to have brains and humor to go with your looks.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
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He had never trusted a woman-or anyone, for that matter-to sleep close to him, let alone in the same bed. And yet, already, he was completely relaxed with her. He couldn't imagine being without her, and now, if they survived, it was a very real possibility.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
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"My stubborn little witch," he said softly. "Don't believe for a clockwork minute that you are unlovable. If I were a mortal, a man not doomed to walk the earth as a haunted specter, I would be the first suitor in line. Please believe that." She hiccupped. "You... you'd want to court me?" Jack laughed. "Court you? I'd follow you around like Finney and stare at you all moony-eyed. I'd spend my days fending off your other would-be suitors, my evenings charming Flossie, and my nights stealing kisses at your window." --
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halloween
mad-scientist
paranormal
pumpkins
romance
vampires
witches
ya
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Colleen Houck |
95d53f9
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I've been dead over seventy years and still when I hear a woman scream, I find myself standing, listening, wanting to help and unable to do anything except watch.
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paranormal
suspense
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Christina Dodd |
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I'm not trying to push you away. I'm trying to save your life. I want you to live. You're extraordinary. The world needs you.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
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Her soft laughter slid into his mind. It wasn't laughter at him, rather an invitation to join in, to laugh at the two of them in this impossible predicament they found themselves in.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
9e0f950
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He'd searched the world over for his lifemate, the woman holding the other half of his soul, the light to his darkness. She didn't exist. It was that simple. She didn't exist.
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lifemate
paranormal
romance-novels
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Christine Feehan |
150dcf8
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You aren't alone. You aren't one anymore. It's the two of us. Together. We do this together. That was the plan. That was your promise and I count on you.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
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It wasn't like he could name one single thing about them that made them stand out in his mind. They just gave off a dangerous vibe. Being with them really did feel as if he were inside a tiger's cage, surrounded by the big cats.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
806f2c5
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His entire life, he hadn't cared if he'd upset someone or made them angry. No one had mattered. He'd found a place inside himself where he was safe, where no one could get to him. But she could--she had.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
04962a1
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We all signed up for a one-way ticket when we joined GhostWalkers. It's just my turn.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
46ee1e2
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While he attends to his rats, Persinger gives me the lowdown on the haunt theory. Why would a certain type of electromagnetic field make one hear things or sense a presence? What's the mechanism? The answer hinges on the fact that exposure to electromagnetic fields lowers melatonin levels. Melatonin, he explains, is an anti-convulsive; if you have less of it in your system, your brain --in particular, your right temporal lobe-- will be more prone to tiny epileptic-esque microseizures and the subtle hallucinations these seizures can cause.
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hallucinations
paranormal
science
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Mary Roach |
3a30465
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"Whitney may be a complete madman and an absolute fucking wreck of a human being, but he gave me you," Draden said. "I'd still put a bullet in his head, but I'd thank him first."
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
71c0e51
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Shylah was like Nonny. She would stand with her man, carving out a home and fighting by his side when necessary in the worst of circumstances.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
308d388
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She had captured his heart and he didn't ever want it back.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
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You need to accept my apology and then let it go. That's the way we're going to do things when we're together. I'm going to fuck up and apologize a lot. You're going to forgive me and let it go.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
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She saw him, that man who kept himself isolated, so separate from the rest of the world. She saw him for who he was, and she liked him anyway.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
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She didn't want any contact with Whitney at all. He was the boogeyman. He'd held absolute authority over her for her entire life. Defying him was difficult. It said a lot that Shylah was willing to die-that she would choose a horrific death rather than go back to him.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
08ba825
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"The rest of my life isn't that long, so I don't know how big a compliment it is. One day? Two?" She rubbed her chin along his chest. "Stay humble, my man."
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
1e64009
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Since no one's ever fallen in love with me, I think now's a good time. I can go out knowing someone thought I was worth that.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
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It was wondrous. Almost unbelievable. Like champagne bubbles, but in her soul. She felt effervescent. And so in love.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
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If I'm going to die a really ugly death, it's nice to like the person you're going to share that with.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
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[...]watching his white teeth flash at her and the lines in his face soften so that he almost looked boyish. That smile was reserved for her alone and it was full-blown, wide, bright and heart-stopping in its joy.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
4b9d6cc
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Freeman flicked him a quick glance. It was one of those looks that seemed to burn a hole right through him. Barry shivered, not liking those eyes on him. They were intelligent, focused - almost too focused. They didn't blink, and it felt like death looking at him.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
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The words, sliding into his mind, were vibrant with her emotions. Dripping with sensitivity. Weeping with her reaction. Intimate beyond measure. Because she murmured forgiveness into his mind, she gave more of herself away to him.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
9352e81
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The enhancements made them predators any way you looked at it. Hunters. They were good at their jobs. They looked like soldiers. Doctors. Officers. But they were much more than that and anyone in close confines with them felt the difference sooner rather than later.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
9c11b99
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"You're a miracle, woman." Draden meant it."
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
0868b25
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I'm letting myself fall for you. All the way. I want that. You're definitely the kind of man I want.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
e8b2e98
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I'm not rejecting you. Just the opposite. You mean something huge to me. Huge. I can't think about much of anything else but keeping you alive.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
b595b0d
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"When critics surrender to the prevailing orthodoxy, the author says they adopt the rhetoric of an occupied country, "one that expects no liberation from liberation."
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bias
conformity
conventional-wisdom
perspective
paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Harold Bloom |
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For one moment, their eyes locked. His were blue, but that was far too mundane to describe them. Almost a pure dark blue, a true navy. She'd seen them for a second, but it didn't matter with her enhanced vision. She would dream about those eyes for the rest of her life.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
c1284ba
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She hadn't expected the intamacy of his voice in her head. It had a smoothness to it that gave way now and then to gravel.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
3f00639
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He held her, his arms tight around her, trying to tell her without words, that no matter what, he would be there for her
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
56fcf4f
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He worked well with the GhostWaljers, as a member of that team, but having Shylah as a partner was eye-opening. She seemed to anticipate every possibility as he did, and she took steps to protect him more fiercely than any person ever had.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
103d1c2
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Shylah's soft laughter slid into Draden's mind. Warm like honey, filling him up when he hadn't known he was empty.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
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He wanted to believe in another life where he could have his woman for more than the short time it appeared they had left, but if he didn't ever get that, he would celebrate every second with her now.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
68051d7
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"Peonies are beautiful perennials. A classic, really. Every garden should have them. They're dependable, have a timeless, elegant beauty and will bloom with very little attention." He was silent for a moment while she switched branches and he followed. "Like you"
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
12ceecf
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The woman was sexy, lethal and very confident. The sound of her laughter was enticing. Intriguing. It played along his nerve endings and sent an electrical current running through his bloodstream. He was on the verge of death and he'd never felt more alive.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
432a33f
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They had tied their lives together in a way that meant she would never be alone. They belonged together, to each other, and had a bond for all the world to know.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
00e3378
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I'm trying to decide if I'm having hallucinations and you're really an angel--or witch. Either one, I can't tell yet.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
baefdcd
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His body recognized her. Knew her. Needed her. Every cell. He'd never been so acutely focused on another human being.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
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He was such a mixture, tough as nails and lethal, but with her, unfailingly a gentleman, tender and sweet, looking out for her so carefully.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
aab45d0
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I can't go on saving the world if it means neglecting my duties as a cheerleader.
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paranormal
shifters
urban-fantasy
vampires
wolves
ya
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Mari Mancusi |
501aab7
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I would have made a very crappy book heroine.
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book-store
paranormal
urban-fantasy
vampire-hero
vampires
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Mari Mancusi |
6a10269
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The gate, which had been securely locked, stood open in welcome. Everything seemed to be welcoming him. A sense of peace began to steal into his heart. A part of him wanted to sit on one of the benches and soak in the atmosphere.
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paranormal
romance
suspense
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Christine Feehan |
4996b52
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It was an observation, not a judgment. Shylah liked the way Draden seemed to reserve his conclusions until he had the facts.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
f379c94
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There was a sense of comfort being wrapped up in his arms. He was calm in the middle of a terrifying experience. He was a rock she could cling to.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
5aa0c41
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He pulled out of her mind abruptly. She knew because she felt bereft. Starkly alone. The feeling was raw and ugly after having him there with her. She wanted him back, and that wasn't an intelligent response.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
4847f55
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That fantasy mouth smiled. The kind of smile that could melt the panties off a nun. Holy Cow.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
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He glanced back at her over his shoulder, his incredible eyes moving over her face. Seeing her. Focusing on her. The way he looked at her made her heart begin to accelerate.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
3b3c99f
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In his quest to find the perfect supersoldier, he experimented on the girls and when he thought he perfected what he was looking for, he psychically and genetically enhanced the soldiers in his GhostWalker program.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
6862420
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He was a machine, not feeling the grueling effects on his muscles as he made the slow crawl between targets, but the longer he was in the field, moving from kill to kill, the more he felt eyes on him.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
732ca52
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He had to be a GhostWalker. She was looking at a legitimate GhostWalker. The real deal.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
2b3e967
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[...]her mouth curved into that smile that always teased every one of his senses. Amusement. She could feel it and give him that sense of playfulness and joy that she seemed to have in abundance.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
ede70a4
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That was the first time I realized that some people had something truly beautiful and it was called family. I wanted that for myself-and that tea set. It was elegant and beautiful, and it represented that bond they has as well as their connection to the past.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
14cba59
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The examinations had taken much longer than necessary because they were paying more attention to learning each other's bodies than searching for telltale symptoms of the virus.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
0a10cac
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"Family isn't always blood, baby," he said, I was lucky enough to have a woman take me as her child and teach me what family really is. We didnt have much, but we had each other."
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
1f43f36
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Whitney plants viruses in us to force us to return home. [...] I knew sooner or later I wouldn't return, and I'd die from whatever they put in me.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
31a2bd3
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His team consisted of a group of mavericks. They were cohesive when they needed to be, but their strength was their individual thinking. Many of their enhancements enabled them to do their jobs better alone then in a group. The idea had been that the GhostWalkers easily could do teamwork or perform alone.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
566ce3b
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He liked that she gave the questions thought. That she actually saw the mysteries and worked at solving them.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
d0488f6
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There was kindness in her and compassion. Two characteristics he didn't have. Or at least, not in abundance. He was the perfect killing machine. He didn't need to feel bad. Once unleashed, set on a course, he followed it until it was done.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
3b2d07f
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He pulled her into his arms and kissed her like she was his and had been for years. Like he was a man dying and she was his greatest love. He felt like she was. Shylah Cosmos. His only little peony. His delicate flower. Dependable. Long-lived.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
7a2caf7
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She had the faint taste of sass and sweet. Lethal and home. The combination was deadly to a man like him.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
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He'd been lucky enough to find a home with Team Four of the GhostWalkers in the Pararescue Unit. In his life, those men had been the first he'd ever given his allegiance to, and that had been hard-won.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
a98702d
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You look like an innocent angel, Shylah, but you kiss like fucking sin.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
654bca1
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He took her breath away. He was solid, all muscle and she could see, even with the veil of gray rain, that his muscles rippled deliciously as he ran.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
d52e20b
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She liked that little nod of approval he'd given her as if she were his equal just because she hadn't given into the hysteria welling up.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
8b3d0ec
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He wanted Shylah to see past his physical appearance to 'him'. He needed her to care who he was.
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paranormal
romance
science-fiction
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Christine Feehan |
a3efe44
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"Know this, sivamet-this child will be mine. I will take Vadim's blood from you and exchange it for mine. Eventually, over time, she will be ours. My child and yours. My blood will change her cells. her organs, reshaping and repairing any damage. 'The healer-" - Dragomir to Emeline"
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crime
dark-27
dark-legacy
fantasy
mystery
paranormal
romance
vampires
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