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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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elves
kim-harrison
love
rachel-morgan
romance
star-crossed
star-crossed-lovers
the-hollows
trent-kalamack
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"My God", he whispered. What have I done to her? He thought, humbled. The spell was broken, but it wasn't sealed, and her soul was bare to him, the scars of her tragic past and her triumphs over pain and her aching need to find her place. He just wanted to hold her to him and tell her it would be okay, that she had survived and was beautiful."
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perfect
rachel
teaser
trent-kalamack
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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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rachel-morgan
trent-kalamack
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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
rachel-morgan
trent-kalamack
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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
rachel-morgan
trent-kalamack
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Kim Harrison |
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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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jenks
paranormal
rachel-morgan
romance
trent-kalamack
urban-fantasy
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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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rachel-morgan
trent-kalamack
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Kim Harrison |
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74b38eb
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If it was up to me, I'd choose the hard path with the easy ending, not the easy path with the hard end.
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trent-kalamack
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Kim Harrison |
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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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jenks
rachel-morgan
trent-kalamack
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Kim Harrison |
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ff5b4af
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His attitude, though always bad, has changed since he helped me prep the Pandora charm for Morgan. He thinks I'm falling for her, as ridiculous as that sounds, and he might be tempted to take matters into his hands.
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jonathan
quen
rachen-morgan
romance
the-hollows
trent-kalamack
urban-fantasy
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Kim Harrison |
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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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rachel-morgan
romance
trent-kalamack
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Kim Harrison |
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Money drives the world, but when everything falls apart to leave the underpinnings of our life bare to the scrutiny of critics and thieves, the only thing remaining, the only thing that can't be taken away, is the love you hold for the people you care about.
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trent-kalamack
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Kim Harrison |
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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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rachel-morgan
trent-kalamack
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Kim Harrison |
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She just threatened to throw the next man who shoots at you out the window. Megan is awake. She offered to help. God, Trent, what is it with you and women?
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into-the-woods
jenks
the-hollows
trent-kalamack
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Kim Harrison |
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"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."
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romance
trent-kalamack
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Kim Harrison |
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11c588c
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He didn't want Lucy to grow up feeling alone, surrounded by everything and having nothing.
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into-the-woods
lucy
sentimental
trent-kalamack
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Kim Harrison |
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"Trent nodded, that same tight look about his jaw. "It would have worked except for one thing," he said, and Wayde looked up. "What's that?" he asked blearily. Silent, Trent stared at me while my heart hammered, once, twice, three times. "She's got friends," he finally said."
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trent-kalamack
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Kim Harrison |
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Without warning he had become witness to something that stretched back through the eons, ties both elastic and enduring, surpassing death, surpassing life. She was his child. It was as simple as that and that complex.
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kids
love
million-dollar-baby
parental-love
trent-kalamack
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