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a9c2048 "Hair the color of lemons,'" Rudy read. His fingers touched the words. "You told him about me?" At first, Liesel could not talk. Perhaps it was the sudden bumpiness of love she felt for him. Or had she always loved him? It's likely. Restricted as she was from speaking, she wanted him to kiss her. She wanted him to drag her hand across and pull her over. It didn't matter where. Her mouth, her neck, her cheek. Her skin was empty for it, waiting. Years ago, when they'd raced on a muddy field, Rudy was a hastily assembled set of bones, with a jagged, rocky smile. In the trees this afternoon, he was a giver of bread and teddy bears. He was a triple Hitler Youth athletics champion. He was her best friend. And he was a month from his death. Of course I told him about you," Liesel said." thief Markus Zusak
bbadcb9 "So I'm your huntress and thief?" His hands slid down to cup the backs of my knees as he said with a roguish grin, "You are my salvation, Feyre." love huntress rhysand thief Sarah J. Maas
bb9a17e I would not put a thief in my mouth to steal my brains. drinking brain thief stealing William Shakespeare
2d4fdec "So Sophos thinks you're going to marry me." "While I think you'll marry Sophos." "I might. We'll see what he's like when he grows up." eddis gen sounis eugenides σοφός thief Megan Whalen Turner
ae93011 "I--buy, and I sell." "You're a thief." gary thief george Tamora Pierce
02fded3 I am in all truthfulness attempting to be cheerful about this whole topic, though most people find themselves hindered in believing me, no matter my protestations. Please, trust me. I most definitely can be cheerful. I can be amiable. Agreeable. Affable. And that's only the A's. Just don't ask me to be nice. Nice has nothing to do with me. thief Markus Zusak
3283f64 "Take off your hat," the King said to the Hatter. "It isn't mine," said the Hatter. "Stolen!" the King exclaimed, turning to the jury, who instantly made a memorandum of the fact. "I keep them to sell," the Hatter added as an explanation; "I've none of my own. I'm a hatter." money hatter mad-hatter steal hats thief wonderland trade Lewis Carroll
14cd164 When I am actually willing to marry you, I will wear your earrings. Don't wait for it, Thief. marriage thief thieves Megan Whalen Turner
a372225 "She stood up and took the book from him, and as he smiled over his shoulder at some other kids, she threw it away and kicked him as hard as she could in the vicinity of the groin. Well, as you might imagine, Ludwig Schmeikl certainly buckled, and on the way down, he was punched in the ear. When he landed, he was set upon. When he was set upon, he was slapped and clawed and obliterated by a girl who was utterly consumed with rage. His skin was so warm and soft. Her knuckles and fingernails were so frighteningly tough, despite their smallness. You ." Her voice, too, was able to scratch him. "You . Can you spell for me?" thief fight Markus Zusak
41ecd05 n lfrq lwHyd byn lsyd lnbyl w byn lqrSn lHqyqy hw m` mn ytqsm kl mnhm Gny'mh thief stories Jeffrey Archer
b7f7f1f Father Brown got to his feet, putting his hands behind him. 'Odd, isn't it,' he said, 'that a thief and a vagabond should repent, when so many who are rich and secure remain hard and frivolous, and without fruit for God or man? thief repentance rich sin G.K. Chesterton
e509dbd Better a beggar than a thief. thief George R.R. Martin
563f8dc Some people just needed to be stolen from. eoin-colfer thief stealing conscience Eoin Colfer
380e77a She had her whole death ahead of her thief Markus Zusak
5ca8374 Hot, bright heat filled him like some ecstatic poison, and Hartan's pony shied in terror as a wordless howl burst from his throat. His dripping ears were flat to his skull, fire crackled in his brown eyes, his huge sword blurred in a whirring figure eight before him, and the brigand running at him gawked in sudden panic. The raider's feet skidded in mud as he tried to brake, but it was far too late. He was face-to-face with the worst nightmare of any Norfressan, a Horse Stealer hradani in the grip of the Rage, and a thunderbolt of steel split him from crown to navel. fear brigand ecstatic gawk hradani ecstasy steel thief skirmish heat sword panic fire fight terror poison nightmare howl David Weber
f6d748f "Soup's here," Judd finally said after we watched each other for a few minutes. As I sipped the broth, Judd pretended to ignore me. I knew he wasn't really watching television. His face was too perfectly stoic like he was working hard to make himself seem cold. "Do you want the rest?" I asked. Judd frowned at me. "If I wanted soup, I'd have ordered myself some. I'm not a dog begging for scraps." Scowling at his ridiculous anger, I shrugged. "I don't want to waste the rest. Can we put it in the mini fridge and I'll eat it in the morning?" Judd's frown eased. "Fuck it. I'll eat it." "No, it's mine," I said, standing up. "I offered and you got grumpy. Now, you can't have it." "I'll just eat it after you go to sleep." "I respect your honesty," I said, setting the bowl into the little fridge next to the expensive treats. "It's a rare quality in a thief." Judd grinned." rare-quality judd-and-tawny thief soup Bijou Hunter