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79e4100
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When I'm with him, I can feel myself getting better. It's like he's picking up broken pieces of me and putting me back together, and I don't even know he's doing it. We never talk about it. We don't go to therapy. He just loves me and that's enough.
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magic-bleeds
ilona-andrews
pieces
raphael
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Ilona Andrews |
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5e03c73
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"If the lot of you survives, Curran will flay the skin off your backs," Doolittle said. "That's what I always love about you, Doctor." Raphael grinned. "You're a cup-halfway-full kind of guy. All flowers and sunshine."
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magic-strikes
ilona-andrews
raphael
kate-daniels
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Ilona Andrews |
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b3a96f0
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"Andrea turned her back to Desandra and rolled her eyes. Raphael grimaced. They both looked scandalized. Dear God, what could she have said to scandalize a bouda... "No, really!" Desandra nodded. "Okay, so most guys don't have a nice ball sack, right? It looks all hairy and wrinkled like some small animal died between their legs, but Gerardo's is like two plums in a velvet bag..." Derek, who'd been lingering in the doorway, took a careful step to the left behind the wall and disappeared from my view. I raised my hand. "Hold that thought. I need to borrow Andrea for a minute." I grabbed her arm and pulled her into the hallway. Behind us Raphael growled, "Don't leave me!" Andrea leaned towards me. "Plums." "Listen..." Andrea raised her hands, imitating holding plums the size of small coconuts, and moved them up and down."
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raphael
kate-daniels
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Ilona Andrews |
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986abf9
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Kate Daniels, trained negotiator. When in possession of some valuable information, give it away to the first sexy man you see with no guarantee of return.
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magic-strikes
raphael
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Ilona Andrews |
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235640f
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"If you don't explain it all to me, I might strangle somebody." Of course, Raphael might like that..."
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magic-burns
ilona-andrews
raphael
curran
kate-daniels
kate
hyenas
soup
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Ilona Andrews |
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d377e46
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"You're touching me," I chided him. He caressed my back, sliding his hand down, hitting every sensitive point I hadn't even known I had. "No, this is touching you. That was just accidental contact." "Oh? Good to know. If you touch me again and I break your arm off, you can be sure it will be completely accidental."
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raphael
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Ilona Andrews |
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380a459
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"We need a bigger gun." "We need a shower," Raphael said. "Gun first. Shower later." Ten minutes later I walked into the Order's office. A group of knights standing in the hallway turned at my approach: Mauro, the huge Samoan knight; Tobias, as usual dapper; and Gene, the seasoned former Georgia Bureau of Investigations detective. They looked at me. The conversation died. My clothes were torn and bloody. Soot stained my skin. My hair stuck out in clumps caked with dirt and blood. The reek of a dead cat emanated from me in a foul cloud. I walked past them into the armory, opened the glass case, took Boom Baby out, grabbed a box of Silver Hawk cartridges, and walked out. Nobody said a thing."
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raphael
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Ilona Andrews |
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f3f4998
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"Raphael paints wisdom, Handel sings it, Phidias carves it, writes it, builds it, Columbus sails it, Luther preaches it,
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shakespeare
phidias
wren
george-washington
raphael
washington
james-watt
watt
william-shakespeare
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Ralph Waldo Emerson |
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5cc6c4a
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How is it that I could run into a gunfight against overwhelming odds and put myself between bullets and civilians, but I couldn't scrape together enough courage to speak to the one person who mattered the most to me?
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gunmetal-magic
raphael
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Ilona Andrews |
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b637e31
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"I promise to keep my hands, tongue, and other body parts to myself. You risk your life by staying home. It's late and we're both too wiped out to go climbing into the People's lair tonight. What do you risk by coming with me?" "A huge migraine from being in your company."
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raphael
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Ilona Andrews |
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07efdb7
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When we set about accounting for a Napoleon or a Shakespeare or a Raphael or a Wagner or an Edison or other extraordinary person, we understand that the measure of his talent will not explain the whole result, nor even the largest part of it; no, it is the atmosphere in which the talent was cradled that explains; it is the training it received while it grew, the nurture it got from reading, study, example, the encouragement it gathered from self-recognition and recognition from the outside at each stage of its development: when we know all these details, then we know why the man was ready when his opportunity came.
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learning
thomas-edison
richard-wagner
napoleon-bonaparte
raphael
extraordinary
nurture
study
training
genius
talent
william-shakespeare
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Mark Twain |
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c0a3e75
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I know human nature. We might sacrifice a few, because we are stupid and hardwired for group survival. But we would never die in the thousands because a god wished it. Those kinds of numbers require material gains, like power, wealth, territory.
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sacrifice
raphael
human-nature
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ilona Andrews |
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1e771e9
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"As he passed me, he leaned to Curran and handed him a paper fan folded from some sort of flyer. Curran looked at the fan. "What?" "An emergency precaution, Your Majesty. In case the lady faints." Curran just stared at him. Raphael strode toward the Pit, turned, flexed a bit, and winked at me. "Give me that," I told Curran. "I need to fan myself." "No, you don't."
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raphael
kate
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Ilona Andrews |