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2f53aac
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"Is this the part where you say if I hurt her, you'll kill me?" "No" Simon said, "If you hurt Clary she's quite capable of killing you herself. Possibly with a variety of weapons."
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jace
simon
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Cassandra Clare |
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7e61061
|
Mom. I have something to tell you. I'm undead. Now, I know you may have some preconceived notions about the undead. I know you may not be comfortable with the idea of me being undead. But I'm here to tell you that undead are just like you and me ... well, okay. Possibly more like me than you.
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humor
mortal-instruments
simon
vampire
|
Cassandra Clare |
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0e19aeb
|
"Is standing by the window muttering about blood something he does all the time?" asked Simon. "No," Jace said. "Sometimes he sits on the couch and does it."
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simon
|
Cassandra Clare |
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35469f8
|
Even in half demon hunter clothes, Clary thought, he looked like the kind of boy who'd come over your house to pick you up for a date and be polite to your parents and nice to your pets. Jace on the other hand, looked like the kind of boy who'd come over your house and burn it down just for kicks.
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jace-wayland
shadowhunters
simon
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Cassandra Clare |
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dc421b2
|
"Patience, grasshopper," said Maia. "Good things come to those who wait." "I always thought that was 'Good things come to those who do the wave,'" said Simon. "No wonder I've been so confused all my life."
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simon
patience
wit
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Cassandra Clare |
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d2f0c5d
|
"Is there some particular reason that you're here?" ... "Not this again." "Not what again?" said Clary. "Every time I annoy him, he retreats into his No Mundanes Allowed tree house." Simon pointed at Jace."
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jace
simon
mundane
|
Cassandra Clare |
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dc881ec
|
"Jace slammed his hand down on the stele. "Clary-" "She said she doesn't want it," said Simon. "Ha-ha." "Ha-ha?" Jace looked incredulous. "That's your comeback?"
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city-of-ashes
clary-fray
jace-wayland
simon
|
Cassandra Clare |
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feff272
|
"Look, you can date whoever you want and I will totally support you. I am all about support. Support is my middle name." "So that's why you never told me your middle name. I figured it was something embarrassing."
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simon
|
Cassandra Clare |
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fbb4ef7
|
"Lawful good to lawful evil!" said Simon, pleased. "He's quoting Dungeons and Dragons," said Clary. "Ignore him."
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humor
simon
|
Cassandra Clare |
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fac16b8
|
"The thing about the Mirror is that no one knows where it is. In fact, no one knows what it is." "It's a mirror," Simon said. "You know - reflective, glass. I'm just assuming."
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simon
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Cassandra Clare |
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3b48642
|
"Simon rolled his eyes. "It's a good thing we know the person who's dating Magnus Bane," he said. "Otherwise, I get the feeling we'd all just lie around all the time wondering what the hell to do next. Or trying to raise the money to hire him by selling lemonade or something." Alec looked merely irritated by this comment. "The only way you could raise enough money to hire Magnus by selling lemonade is if you put meth in it."
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magnus-bane
simon
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Cassandra Clare |
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9f3ef07
|
"He's not feeling well," Clary said, catching at Simon's wrist. "We're going." "No," Simon said. "No, I -- I need to talk to him. To the Inquisitor." Robert reached into his jacket and drew out a crucifix. Clary stared in shock as he held it up between himself and Simon. "I speak to the Night's Children Council representative, or to the head of the New York clan," he said. "Not to any vampire who comes to knock at my door --" Simon reached out and plucked the cross out of Robert's hand. "Wrong religion," he said."
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humor
robert
simon
vampire
|
Cassandra Clare |
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5a47c16
|
"Isabelle!" he called again. "Let down your raven hair!' "Oh my God," Clary muttered. "There was something in that blood Raphael gave you, wasn't there? I'm going to kill him."
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city-of-heavenly-fire
clary
sizzy
the-mortal-instruments
isabelle
shadowhunters
simon
vampires
|
Cassandra Clare |
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c4ac219
|
Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill! You knew, didn't you? I'm part of you? Close, close, close! I'm the reason why it's no go? Why things are what they are?
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hallucination
simon
|
William Golding |
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e77528c
|
"Rae burned me. She has matches or something. Look, look..." Tori pulled down the collar of her T-shirt. "Leave your cloths on, Tori," Simon said, raising his hands to his eyes. "Please."
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the-summoning
simon
|
Kelley Armstrong |
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7ceff52
|
"No' is a magical word," he told her. "Here's how it goes. You say, 'Simon, I have an insane, suicidal plan. Would you like to help me carry it out?' And I say, "Why, no."
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simon
|
Cassandra Clare |
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7ade2c6
|
Isabelle was holding an umbrella. It was clear plastic, decorated with decals of colorful flowers. It was one of the girliest things Simon had ever seen, and he didn't blame Alec for ducking out from under it and taking his chances with the rain.
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friendship
lgtbq
simon
|
Cassandra Clare |
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fed19f8
|
Hurry up, mundie boy, we've got work to do.
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mortal-instruments
simon
|
Cassandra Clare |
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a54fbd0
|
"Annabelle's eyes stung as she stared at him, while need and inexhaustible tenderness gathered like an ache in her body. "I realized something," she said huskily, "when I was standing outside the foundry, watching it burn and knowing you were inside." She swallowed hard against the thickness in her throat. "I would rather have died in your arms, Simon, than face a lifetime without you. All those endless years... all those winters, summers... a hundred seasons of wanting you and never having you. Growing old, while you stayed eternally young in my memories." She bit her lip and shook her head, while her eyes flooded. "I was wrong when I told you that I didn't know where I belonged. I do. With you, Simon. Nothing matters except being with you. You're stuck with me forever, and I'll never listen when you tell me to go." She managed a tremulous smile. "So you may as well stop complaining and resign yourself to it."
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wallflower
simon
hunt
|
Lisa Kleypas |
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03e34b6
|
"Clothes were scattered across the floor in piles, a duffel bag open on the floor as if it had exploded. Isabelle's bright silver-gold whip hung from one bedpost, a lacy white bra from another. Simon averted his eyes. The curtains were drawn, the lamps extinguished. Isabelle flopped down on the edge of the bed and looked at him with bitter amusement. "A blushing vampire. Who would have guessed."
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simon
|
Cassandra Clare |
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bfbad2d
|
"Interesting" he said. "You know, Simon never mentioned that his roommate was a werewolf."
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kyle
simon
|
Cassandra Clare |
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98f4897
|
"Clary?" he thought. Her voice came through, tinged with alarm. "What is it? What's happened? Did my mom find out I'm gone?" "Not yet," he thought back. "Is Azazel the cat from the Smurfs?" There was a long pause. "That's Azrael, Simon. And no more using the magic rings for Smurfs question."
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smurfs
clary-fray
simon
lol
|
Cassandra Clare |
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0a4b065
|
"Ugh," he said after a few swallows. "Dead blood." Jace's eyebrows went up. " Isn't all blood dead?" "The longer the animal whose blood I'm drinking has been dead, the worse the blood tastes," Simon explained. "Fresh is better." "But you've never drunk fresh blood. Have you?" Simon raised his own eyebrows in response. "Well, aside from mine, of course," Jace said. "And I'm sure my blood is fan-tastic."
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jace
simon
blood
vampires
|
Cassandra Clare |
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d73f8e6
|
"Hello?" Isabelle called from the other side. "Simon, is your diva moment over? I need to talk to Jace."
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jace
simon
|
Cassandra Clare |
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1badb31
|
"Jace flushed a slow, dark red. "It's not like that. If I thought it would help the Clave-but it won't. She'll just get hurt-" "Even if you thought it would help the Clave", Simon said, "you'd never let them have her." "What makes you say that, vampire?" "Because no one can have her but you"said Simon"
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tmi
simon
|
Cassandra Clare |
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f39b83b
|
(...) : Oh, David, I would trust you with my life! Oh, Jonathan, I would sacrifice my own life for your holy mission! (He almost does) : (weeping) David, you must return to me! I need you! I cannot do this thing without you! : Lo, I return!
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fanfic
the-shadowhunters-codex
tmi
clary
simon
lol
|
Cassandra Clare |
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119a9a0
|
"The earl shook his head, exhibiting a degree of frosty offense that could only be achieved by an aristocrat whose wishes had just been gainsaid. "I've never heard of a man being so eager to confess to the parent of a girl he's just ruined," he said sourly."
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marcus
simon
sarcasm
|
Lisa Kleypas |
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07c50e0
|
"Simon stopped breathing until her forefinger touched his nipple, and then his hand shot up to cover hers. "I want you," he said. Her eyes flicked downward, and her lips curved ever so slightly. "I know." "No," he groaned, pulling her closer. "I want to be in your heart. I want-" His entire body shuddered when their skin touched. "I want to be in your soul."
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love
simon
intimacy
|
Julia Quinn |
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9b07e02
|
"You guys are weird," Tori said. Simon sat on the crate beside me. "That's right. We are totally weird and completely uncool. Your popularity is plummeting just by being near us."
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tori
simon
weird
|
Kelley Armstrong |
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09f2908
|
"Do you think you love that fellow?" "I don't know." She closed her eyes, but the tears overflowed nevertheless. "All I know is that he opened a door into a whole new world I never even knew existed. I've stepped through that door, and I cant return. (...) Its like being blind from birth and then one day suddenly being able to see. And not just see, but to witness the sun rising in all her glory across the azure sky. The dusky lavenders and blues lightening to pinks and reds, spreading across the horizon until the entire earth is lit. Until one has to blink and fall to ones knees in awe at the light. (...) Even if one were to be made blind again in the next instant, one would ever after remember and know what was missed. What could be."
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simon
|
elizabeth hoyt |
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e1939a3
|
I'll send Ria to you. Save you sneaking up the wall.
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simon
wall
|
Nalini Singh |
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bdec760
|
I knew Derek didn't lack empathy--he couldn't forget what he'd done to that kid who attacked Simon. But it was like what he held some weird list of checks and balances, and if you got on the wrong side, like Tori had, he had no problem 'kicking you on the curb,' to face whatever fate waited. I said. I stood and brushed off my jeans. When Simon rose, I thought he was going to stop me. Instead, he followed me to the door. Tori caught up, and we made it into the next room before Derek jogged out, catching my arm with a wrench that yanked me off my feet. I winced and peeled off his fingers. He dropped my arm quickly, realizing he'd grabbed my injured one. A long minute of silence, then, He turned to Tori. Tori said. She flushed and snapped,
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stand-up-for
tori
derek
conditions
simon
|
Kelley Armstrong |
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640c8f8
|
I said. I pushed my left one up, showing four bruises, dark as ink spots. Simon paled. He rubbed his mouth, still staring at my arm. Simon's eyes widened, then he lowered his lids to hide his surprise. Derek's voice preceded him around the corner. I shrank back. I couldn't help it. As I did, a look passed through Derek's eyes. Remorse? Guilt? He blinked it away.
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didn-t-mean-to
derek
simon
hurt
mistake
trouble
guilt
|
Kelley Armstrong |
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1a150ac
|
It's kinda hard to get yourself into a good three-toweler when you got the dick of death.
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humon
simon
vampires
|
Christopher Moore |
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7e8b4b7
|
I asked. SImon said. Derek said. Simon glanced at me. Derek rolled his eyes.
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humor
locked-up
tools
simon
|
Kelley Armstrong |
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9ab670e
|
whispered a familiar voice. Thwack. He stumbled, Liz behind him, a sturdy branch raised. She hit him again, a home-run swing between the shoulders, and he went down with an oomph and an oath. She recognized the voice--or the curse--and leaned over, getting a look at him. (Liz) (Simon)
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|
sneak-up
whoops
liz
derek
simon
hit
|
Kelley Armstrong |
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e241883
|
Tori said. She waved at Derek, who was brushing off his jeans. I said to Derek. Simon said. Derek glowered. I warned. Simon winced and murmured, I said. I looked up at Derek. He wavered for a second, then crossed his arms, jaw setting. he said.
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search-party
derek
simon
stupid
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
04459ef
|
Simon and Derek exchanged a look. Derek said. A derisive snort. Simon said. Tori's mouth hardened. Derek said. Tori sputtered a protest, but from the horror in her eyes, I knew the possibility hadn't occurred to her. I said, Derek said. He fixed her with an icy look. The expression on her face...I felt for her, whether she'd welcome my sympathy or not. Simon said, his tone softer than his brother's. I cut in. Derek said. He met Tori's gaze.
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go-off-on
kind-of-person
tori
derek
simon
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
a1d0d46
|
he asked. I smiled. His face lowered toward mine and I knew what was coming. I knew it. But when his lips touched mine, I still jumped. he murmured.
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|
kissing
skittish-as-a-cat
date
simon
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
17a7b93
|
"Tears sprang to my eyes. I blinked them back, grabbed some tissue, and started awkwardly trying to daub leftover dye into my pale eyebrows, praying it would make a difference. Through the mirror, I saw Tori walk in. She stopped. It would have been better if she'd laughed. Her look of horror, then something like sympathy, meant it was as bad as I thought. she said. Simon called in. He pushed open the door, saw me and blinked. Tori said. I said. Simon still shot a glare over his shoulder as Derek pushed open the door. Derek said. He looked at me. Tori hustled me out the door, brushing past the guys with a whispered "jerk" for Derek. she said as we walked. And so, Tori and I bonded over hair horror stories."
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|
hair-disaster
tori
derek
simon
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
0560185
|
"Terrific," Simon said. "The psychos are on my side."
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|
simon
|
Harlan Coben |
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1563858
|
SImon said. Derek said.
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|
humor
derek
simon
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
2794e23
|
She pointed at the text as if it was a piece of rotten meat. I said. I picked the book up and double checked the title, to make sure I hadn't misidentified the subject. I said. I looked up to see she'd already left the room. Simon pointed at the text, grinned and faked a yawn. I said, striding after her.
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|
humor
chloe
derek
simon
physics
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
dab140d
|
Simon said. I glanced back at him. Simon chuckled.
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|
pissed-off
derek
jealous
simon
flirting
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
faac71b
|
he repeated. I didn't answer. He shook his head. I rolled my eyes.
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watch-my-back
chloe
tori
simon
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
c756ae6
|
my voice cracking. Simon squeezed my hand. His lips lowering to my ear, whispering, He went rigid, head lifting. Tori said behind me.
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why-is-she-here
tori
derek
simon
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
1cf2be6
|
A soft poke at my shoulder blade startled me. I spun to see Simon, Derek hanging back behind him. Simon grinned, the sight as familiar as Derek's scowl. he said. I pulled it out and waved it. He plucked it from my fingers and tucked it into my jacket pocket.
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|
jumpy
simon
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
6c0d08f
|
"A whisper of fabric as Derek dressed. Then a hand on my waist, a light touch, tentative. I turned and Derek was right there, his face above mine, hands sliding around me as I titled my face up-- We both jumped--again. Tori stood there, staring at us, Simon behind her, grabbing her arm. Simon began. She shook her head. Liz raced in. "Derek's ready," I said. "
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interrupt
liz
tori
derek
simon
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
1e917b4
|
Chloe. Always Chloe with him and his brother. I know I sound like a whiny brat when I complain, but I think I have a good reason. I'd just discovered that I was a witch and my mother was a bitch--the murderous kind. I was now on the run with three kids who didn't want me along. No matter how hard I tried to keep up and help out, the guys only cared about Chloe. If I ran in front of this bus to push her to safety, they'd race to her side to see if she was okay. Probably give me crap for bruising her when I shoved her out of the way.
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|
chloe
tori
derek
simon
complain
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
b6b2bfe
|
I flicked an eraser at him. He ducked it and threw me a grin. While I was getting my Changes under control, we'd decided I should try once a week. While Simon was joking about house-breaking, that's kind of what it was like--take me outside regularly, where I'd attempt to perform a bodily function, and hopefully train my body to do it on a schedule. So far, I felt like a month-old puppy, struggling to control my bladder before it was ready to be controlled.
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|
house-breaking
derek
joking
simon
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
96c88e0
|
Simon, mark well my words! Wives are the devil and I know!' `In truth,' Alan sighed, `I am the only wise one amongst us all.' `Art a silly lad!' Fulk rumbled, and cast him an affectionate though fiery glance. `Alan speaks sooth for once,' Simon said, and placed his finger on Margaret's indignant lips. He had her in his arms again, and like a needle to the magnet, Jeanne had drawn near to her Geoffrey. `For Alan throughout hath known that needs must I fall, and at Margot's feet.' `Ah, and he knew that I loved thee, even before I knew it myself,' Margaret cried. `Methinks he hath worked very quietly to bring about our happiness. And yet he will not seek his own.' `I observe thy folly,' he said, `and know mine own wisdom. That is happiness.' Jeanne looked at Geoffrey, and a smile passed between them, of boundless conceit. Margaret stole her hand into Simon's, smiling also. Not one of them answered Alan, and he laughed, leaning on his father's shoulder, and surveying his two friends with soft, satisfied eyes. `Are my sage words beneath contempt?' he asked. `Ay,' Simon answered simply, and looked down into Margaret's face for a long moment. A deep breath he drew, and glanced again at Alan. `Beneath contempt,' said Simon the Coldheart.
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|
romance
simon
margaret
|
Georgette Heyer |
|
6b3412e
|
The angel was sitting by his bed when Simon Iddesleigh, sixth Viscount Iddesleigh, opened his eyes. He would've thought it a terrible dream, one of an endless succession that haunted him nightly -- or worse, that he'd not survived the beating and had made that final infinite plunge out of this world and into the flaming next. But he was almost certain hell did not smell of lavender and starch, did not feel like worn linen and down pillows, did not sound with the chirping of sparrows and the rustle of gauze curtains. And, of course, there were no angels in hell.
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|
iddesleigh
viscount
simon
hell
|
Elizabeth Hoyt |
|
6494da4
|
Derek stopped short. I smacked into his back--not for the first time, since he insisted on walking in front of me. I'd been tripping on his heels and mumbling apologies the whole way. When I'd slow down to let him get farther ahead, he'd snap at me to keep up. Simon said. He was behind me--sticking to the curbside, walking as close as Derek. While normally I wouldn't complain about Simon being so close, I had the weird sensation of being blocked in. As we started forward again, I tried dropping back with Tori, who lagged behind, but Simon put his finger on my elbow and steered me back into place. I said. Tori said.
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|
chloe
derek
simon
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
8e60dcb
|
Simon appeared at the doorway behind Tori and Derek. He waved to me and mouthed Not a bad idea. I snuck around them and zipped out the door to where Simon waited. Then I glanced back at Tori. he said. He led me into the next room. Derek called. Simon took my elbow and steered me at a jog through the house as Derek's footsteps pounded behind us.
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|
run-away
derek
simon
get-away
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
e457318
|
(Tori) (Simon) (Tori) Tori waved at the woods behind our rented house.
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|
tori
real-world
simon
self-defense
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
6fddd0d
|
Simon was smiling as he said it, but Derek glanced away with a gruff Simon lowered himself on my other side, so close he brushed against me, hand resting on mine. Derek said. I said.
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|
chloe
derek
jealous
simon
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
73d83d9
|
(Derek) He shook his head. said a voice behind us. We turned to see Simon step out of the doorway. Derek said. He swore. He picked his way across the roof.
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|
don-t-tell
simon
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
1c24db5
|
"Simon kissed me and I just stood there like someone had cut the cord between my brain and my muscles. Finally, the connection caught and I did kiss him, but awkwardly, some part of me still holding back, my gut twisting, like I was doing something wrong, making a huge mistake, and-- Simon stopped. For a moment, he hovered there, face above mine, until I had to look away. he said, his voice so soft I barely caught it. He eased back, and his eyes went blank, unreadable. he said. Not a question. A statement. He took another step back, the heat of his body fading, the chill of night air moving in. I stared at him. Now? Who else...? There was only one other guy-- "D-Derek? Y-you think--" I couldn't finish. I wanted to laugh. You think I like Derek? Are you kidding? But the laugh wouldn't come, just this thundering in my ears, breath catching like I'd been smacked in the chest. Just say it. Please let me say it. But I didn't. Couldn't."
|
|
kiss
simon
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
7d8a724
|
As we sat, Derek pulled a handful of energy bars from his pocket, and gave me one. Simon reached into his pockets. Tori said. Simon sat on the crate beside me. Derek interrupted. Simon swore under his breath. He turned to me.
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|
showing-up
derek
simon
weird
|
Kelley Armstrong |