54c6843
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And then there are the rare ones who know love, who understand it. Who freely give of themselves, demanding only a return of that love,that trust.
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romance
kisten
rachel-morgan
vampire
supernatural
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Kim Harrison |
3beeeeb
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Plan B?' Ivy said. 'What is plan B?' Jenks reddened. 'Grab the fish and run like hell,' he muttered, and I almost giggled.
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romance
ivy
jenks
rachel-morgan
vampire
supernatural
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Kim Harrison |
dde2895
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Maybe he thinks he can rescue me? No one is that stupid.
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romance
humor
rachel-morgan
vampire
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Kim Harrison |
6070614
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A witch, a vampire, and a pixy walk into a bar, I thought as I led the way into the Squirrel's End. It was early, and the sun had yet to set when the door swung shut behind Jenks, sealing us in the warm air smelling faintly of smoke. Immediately Nick yanked it open to come in behind us. And there's the punch line.
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romance
humor
rachel-morgan
vampire
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Kim Harrison |
2be1b57
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"Hey, you freakin' bastard," I breathed. "You hit me again and I'll take care of your family planning."
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rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
d02a89b
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Join us next time for Days of the Undead when Rachel learns her long lost brother is really a crown prince from outer space.
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romance
humor
rachel-morgan
vampire
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Kim Harrison |
9d2c2cf
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But a slow, deeply satisfied smile came over him, and his breath quickened. 'So softly it starts,' he whispered. 'Foolishly clever and with an unsurvivable trust. It just saved your miserable life, that questionable show of thought, my itchy-witch.' Al's smile shifted, becoming lighter. 'And now you will live to possibly regret it.
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fiction
rachel-morgan
demons
supernatural
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Kim Harrison |
ffdf34b
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Ivy!' I stammered, then glared at Kisten. 'You told Ivy? Thanks a hell of a lot. Want to call my mom next?
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romance
kisten
rachel-morgan
vampire
supernatural
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Kim Harrison |
73e44f5
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The want for that kiss had shocked him more than the interruption, and he fell back into the chair, cool and nonchalant as Quen came in with his questions and demands. He wasn't sure if he believed he'd really helped, but one thing was very clear. He wanted that again, that feeling of standing with her against all odds and succeeding. He wanted it so bad, he was going to risk destroying everything he and his father had worked for. He should walk away. Right now. But as she was ushered out the door under David's arm, all he wanted to do was follow her. What the hell was he doing, falling in love with a demon?
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romance
love
star-crossed
kim-harrison
the-hollows
trent-kalamack
rachel-morgan
star-crossed-lovers
demons
elves
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Kim Harrison |
634d914
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You look like the vamp who bled the cat.
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romance
humor
ivy
rachel-morgan
vampire
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Kim Harrison |
14d10fc
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We were innocent once. How could it have gone so bad?
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trent
rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
3f87abe
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You had this all planned, didn't you?' I accused. 'Thought you could come in here and seduce me like you do everyone else?' It wasn't as if I could be angry, lying atop him as I was, but I tried.
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romance
kisten
rachel-morgan
vampire
supernatural
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Kim Harrison |
6e30f6f
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"His expression became serious, and his hand almost slipped from mine. "I've had a long time to think about it." "This can't work!" He looked down, then jerked his head up in frustration as his finger tightened on mine. "I'm not asking you to marry me, Rachel. I just ..." My heart pounded, and he stepped closer, so close the scent of cinnamon and wine enveloped me. "I like walking into a room and seeing your face light up when you see me," he said earnestly, the sun from the open window making his hair glow. "I like arguing with Quen over the wisdom of employing a demon to be my security." My throat caught. This wasn't going to happen, but something in me was withering. I wanted more--and I knew I couldn't have it. He touched my hair, and I twitched as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. "I want to wake up beside you, see your curls on my pillow. I want a chance at falling in love." My breath came fast. That was what I wanted too, and it hurt more than I thought was possible to survive."
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trent-kalamack
rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
a83521d
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"Al was standing a bare three feet away, his mood almost jovial as he took the paper and it vanished in a wash of black sparkles. "Thank you, Rachel," he said, carefully reaching for my hand as Trent stiffened. "Welcome back, my itchy witch."
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big-al
algaliarept
the-hollows
rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
9572258
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Five trolls in a dra-a-a-a-ag,' the four-inch man sang from my shoulder. 'Four purple condoms, three French ticklers, two horny vamps and a succubus in the snow.
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rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
4dc0e96
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"Al's voice was faint but resolute. "Stand up. Try to look sexy." "In a bedsheet?" I complained, running my hands down it. "How can I look sexy in a bedsheet?" He cleared his throat, and I grimaced. "Never mind."
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rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
97c5d3f
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Big lots,' I said, seeing the eighty-year-old oaks and shady lawns. The houses were set way back and had iron fences and stone drives. The harder to hear your neighbors scream, my dear,' was David's answer, and I sent my head up and down in agreement.
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romance
humor
rachel-morgan
vampire
supernatural
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Kim Harrison |
ce6cb88
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I was having coffee with my bodyguard. I didn't expect to be hunting bad guys until later. Leather before sundown is tacky.
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the-hollows
rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
b5d1728
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"Avoiding me, Quen downed a swallow of wine. "Trent is a fine young man," he said, watching the remaining wine swirl. "Yes... " I drawled, cautiously. "If you can call a drug lord and outlawed-medicine manufacturer a fine young man."
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quen
trent-kalamack
rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
f86e9af
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His right ear still held both studs, and I wondered who had the missing earring. I would have asked, but was afraid he'd tell me Ivy had it.
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romance
kisten
rachel-morgan
vampire
supernatural
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Kim Harrison |
8e95946
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"I thought of Al in his dream, looking nothing like this, more like an elegant bat. Broken? Perhaps, but I had put his butterfly back together with my blood. "I never liked the movie Titanic," I said, and he grunted, his gaze sharpening on me. "They both could have gotten on that damn door."
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rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
fd623d7
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"Did something happen to the sanctity of your church again?" My eye twitched. "Newt broke it so she could look in my closet." Again."
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rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
dbf4772
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Al was cruel, vindictive, angry, elegant, powerful. He gave me strength, he gave me wisdom, not only about magic, but about myself. He was a lot like Trent, only harsher around the edges.
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algaliarept
trent-kalamack
rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
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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romance
into-the-woods
trent-kalamack
jenks
rachel-morgan
paranormal
urban-fantasy
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Kim Harrison |
ca4680c
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"Trent, is this a date?" He didn't reach for the key still in the ignition. "You never told me how your car got impounded." "Is this a date?" I asked again, more stridently. Silent, he sat there, his hands on the wheel as he stared at the front door and the neon bowling pins flashing on and off. "I want it to be." --
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trent-kalamack
rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
7b26d3a
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Hate is all that keeps us alive when love is gone. You're almost there. Not quite ready to let it go yet.
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rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
5972abc
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Piss on my daisies, we have to save the demons!
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kim-harrison
rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
baabd0f
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"I held my bag open and he dropped Jenks inside. "Hey!" the pixy protested, and then, "Tink's little pink dildo, Rache? Haven't you gotten rid of those condoms yet? They got a shelf life, you know."
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jenks
rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
ed6c9d6
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"Yeah, the elf looks good in the sun," Jenks smart-mouthed, the pixy currently sitting on the bottom of my hooped earrings and out of the moderate wind. "When you going to put us all out of your misery and boink him?"
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trent-kalamack
jenks
rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
c015730
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With a gentle pressure, our lips met. His hands slipped more firmly about me, and I held myself back, not afraid, but wanting to feel everything slowly as I leaned in, tasting the wine on him, feeling the warmth of his body pressing into mine, breathing in our scents that were mingling and changing with the warmth. My hands rose to find his hair, and I relaxed into him as the silky strands brushed through my fingers. I wanted more, and I leaned into him as our lips moved against each other.
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romance
trent-kalamack
rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
c073e92
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"I need to know," he said softly. "I want to know what a date with you is like so I can look at it and say that was a date. This was business. One date. One real date, with a good-night kiss and everything. One date so I can honestly say to myself that the others were not . . . dates."
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trent-kalamack
rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
a4b720b
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"Pierce took a step back to put more space between us. "I demanded too much," he said, his sadness at himself, not me. "I see in your heart you found someone who makes you strong who does not hold too tight, who has learned that the pain of losing you to fate is more than the pain of you dying in a cage. Who is he?"
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rachel-morgan
pierce
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Kim Harrison |
ccefeee
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Rachel... I can still smell me thick on you. You're like a big chocolate-chip cookie sitting all alone on an empty table. And when you get all agitated, it's as if you just came out of the oven, all warm and gooey. I haven't had a cookie in three years. Could you just calm down so you don't smell so damn good?
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rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
810535a
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I smiled at David, even as I shoved at him to give me more room. I hadn't been pleased last night when he'd insisted I wasn't to be left alone, but you don't argue with two hundered pounds of wolf--you make room.
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rachel-morgan
wolf
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Kim Harrison |
c42ed19
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"I'd give anything if you'd kiss me." I said. "I mean," I said when he tilted his head to look at me, his eyes wide in shock, "I've kissed guys before. It's like a handshake these days," I lied, just wanting to know what his lips on mind would feel like. "Almost required if you're leaving."
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kiss
two-ghosts-for-sister-rachel
rachel-morgan
pierce
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Kim Harrison |
6fecd96
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-?Que te pareceria alquilar una lancha? -No esaria mal, pero tenemos el problema del ruido. [...] -Podriamos acercarnos a remo-sugirio, yo le respondi con una mirada. -Hmmm... Jenks, no es un lago, es el puto oceano. ?Has visto el tamano del buque cisterna que pasaba por debajo del puente cuando hemos llegado a la ciudad? Su estela podria volcarnos. No pienso ir al estilo canoa a menos que me digas que te llamas Pocahontas.
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jenks
rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
c5fe41e
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-No dejare que me capture-le respondi-. Luchare hasta que no pueda mas. Si muero, te quedaras asi para siempre. Su sonrisa se ensancho. -No moriras-respondio con una mueca. -?Por que? ?Porque tu estas conmigo? -Vaya, por fin lo has aprendido.
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rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
980016c
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-Tomate tu tiempo-dije con ligereza, cabreada y nerviosa a la vez. -Jenks y yo vamos a recurrir al plan B. -?El plan B?-dijo Ivy-. ?Cual es el plan B? Jenks se puso rojo. -Coge el pez y sal pitando.
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jenks
rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |
f962b39
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Demons are coming, Vivian. They're finding ways around the rules. The genetic checks and balances have been broken, and the demon genome is going to repair itself. We're going to become who we were. Maybe not this generation, maybe not the next, but when it happens, the witches can either be ready, or they can be pixies being eaten by giant birds.
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pale-demon
rachel-morgan
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Kim Harrison |