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I opened the door and saw a huge slimy pile of dog puke cooling in the middle of my hallway carpet. The attack poodle sat nearby, an expression of perfect innocence on his narrow mug. I pointed at the puke. "That was a dick move." The attack poodle wagged his tail." --
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Ilona Andrews |
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Are you sure that I'll be enough? These places can get pretty rough. You walk into a cake shop and then some gunslinger tells you, 'You ain't from around here, partner,' and the next thing you know, you're in the middle of the street, your horse is dead, the bad guy's got your girl by her hair, and you're down to one bullet." "What is going on in your head?" "It's a dark, lawless place, Catalina. So dark."
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Ilona Andrews |
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I`ll kill you and eat your guts while you sream." "Not in that order, you won`t."
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threats
logic
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Ilona Andrews |
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I'm sorry. You should make my life hell for the next hundred years.
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Ilona Andrews |
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e93241d
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Do we need to give you some privacy for the makeup sex?
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Ilona Andrews |
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6a3b755
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The thing is, people have a remarkable potential to injure you, but they also have a great power to help you heal.
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Ilona Andrews |
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If you challenge someone, we can't interfere," Barabas murmured. "Remember, don't provoke them." I kicked the door open and walked in. Fourteen pairs of eyes glared at me from around the table. Beyond the alpha, fourteen other shapeshifters waited--the betas of each clan, invited as a courtesy. I looked from face to face. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" the male voice said. Third man on the left. Tall, wiry. Sontag. I looked at h..
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Ilona Andrews |
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I'd believed him. He was supposed to be different, to be more. He'd made me hope for things I didn't think I'd ever get. When hope broke, it hurt. Mine was a very big, very desperate hope, and it hurt like a sonovabitch.
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Ilona Andrews |
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I plucked a creased note from the table. Eight weeks ago, Curran, the Beast Lord of Atlanta, the lord and master of fifteen hundred shapeshifters, and my own personal psycho, had sat in the kitchen of my apartment in Atlanta and written out a menu on this piece of paper. I'd lost a bet to him, and according to the terms of our wager, I owed him one naked dinner. He'd added a disclaimer explaining that he'd settle for my wearing a bra and pa..
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Ilona Andrews |
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The flesh-colored fuzz tested the salt and found it delicious. Figured. I didn't feel any different, and I was closest to the body, so I'd be the first one to go. A comforting thought. Cash had brought down some bottles, and I dumped their contents onto the crates, soaking the wood in hard liquor and kerosene. One flick of a match, and the wooden ring flared into flames. "Is that it?" Cash asked. "No. The fire will delay it, but not for lo..
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Ilona Andrews |
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There were times in life when nothing short of spitting fire would do.
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Ilona Andrews |
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Every cell in her ached, as if her whole body had been through such a long and grueling punishment that it simply gave up and now wallowed in self-pity and pain.
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Ilona Andrews |
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So it's my fault? I made you your bloody dinner. You didn't show up. Just couldn't pass up a chance to humiliate me, could you?" Curran bit the air as if he had fangs. "I was challenged by two bears. They broke two of my ribs and dislocated my hip. When Doolittle finally finished setting my bones, I was four hours late. I asked if you called and they said no." He'd sunk enough gravity into that "no" to bring down a building. "If you were la..
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Ilona Andrews |
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It's our turf," the younger woman barked. "Actually it's my turf." The thugs spun to me. "Let's see . . . You're hassling people in my territory, so you owe me a fee. A couple of fingers ought to do it. Do we have a volunteer?" The small thug pulled a bowie knife from a sheath on his waist. I kept coming. "That's a mistake." The thug crouched down. He clenched his knife, like he was drowning and it was a straw that would pull him out. A lit..
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Ilona Andrews |
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You could've found me. You could've demanded an explanation. Instead your bright idea to deal with this mess was not to talk to me. Do you get off having me chase after you like some sixteen-year-old?" "Twelve tops. Sixteen is giving you too much credit." He bit the air. "Look who's talking."
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Ilona Andrews |
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Sorry to burst your bubble, but that changes nothing. Anytime you say anything, I think about sex. Anytime I see you, I think about sex.
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Ilona Andrews |
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Rogan gave him a flat stare. Lesser men would've fled for their life, but Augustine was clearly made of sterner stuff.
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Ilona Andrews |
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In a country ruled by a civil majority even the smallest minority enjoys greater protection than a majority living in a country where power is hoarded by select few," Cornelius said."
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Ilona Andrews |
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It couldn't be real. People summoned monsters from the arcane realm, but I'd never heard of anyone summoning actual demons. Yet it was right there, living, breathing, real, and every instinct I had howled and clawed at my logic.
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Ilona Andrews |
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I'm curious, what are you picturing exactly?" Augustine asked. "A crisscrossing pattern of red laser beams and ferrets in harnesses slithering through it like ninjas?"
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Ilona Andrews |
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Why can't you go if you're so concerned?" He sighed. "Because certain people aren't altogether rational at the moment. If I came with you, I'd have to answer uncomfortable questions. I ask questions, I don't answer them." "What kind of questions?" "Why were you in a vehicle with Kate, alone? What were you wearing? What was she wearing? How long were you there? Did you do something or did you talk? What was the nature of your discussion? Cou..
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Ilona Andrews |
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Let me see if I have this straight. You killed your children and piloted their undead bodies? "Yes. Does that shock you?" "No. You're a psychopath" "What does that mean?" I got up and brought her a dictionary. She read the definition. "That sums it up well."
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Ilona Andrews |
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People are fish to us, child. Your mother's death hurts, because she was your mother and Im robbed your childhood of security and happiness. You're justified in your revenge. But to him, she was only a fish. We live a long time and they don't. Don't make his crime bigger than it is." "I will kill him." Erra's eyebrows rose. "You'd have to go through me first." I shrugged. "I have to do something for a warm-up." She laughed softly. "That's t..
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Ilona Andrews |
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Any landing you could walk away from was a good landing.
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walk-away
motivational-quotes
urban-fantasy-series
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Ilona Andrews |
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You're right. I have no idea what it's like to take shit from people I could kill with my eyes closed.
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Ilona Andrews |
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Would you like to sit in my nasty medicated bath with me?
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Ilona Andrews |
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Young, dumb, and full of cum.
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Ilona Andrews |
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Fate, that bloody, vicious, fickle bitch. Sometimes she loved him, and he could do nothing wrong. And sometimes she stuck a knife in his back.
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Ilona Andrews |
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You can try. Not that you'll get anywhere. If you were in love, that would be one thing, but we both know this is pride talking." Audrey patted his forearm. "It's all right. I won't tell anybody about your shameful failure. I'll keep it completely confidential."
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Ilona Andrews |
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The point is, I have no patience left. You will tell me where you went when you vanished. Now." Andrea raised her chin, as if daring me to take a swing. "Or?" Or what exactly? "Or I will punch you right in the face." Andrea froze. For a second I thought she would bolt for the door. She sighed instead. "Can I at least get some coffee first?"
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Ilona Andrews |
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Andrea lifted a black firearm, holding it as if it were covered with slime. "This is a Witness 45. It has a molding flaw on the grip right here, see? If you fire it, it will blister your hand." She picked up another gun. "This is a Raven 25. They haven't made them since the early nineties. I didn't even know they were still around. It's a cheap junk gun. They used to call them Saturday Night Specials. You can't put twenty rounds through it ..
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Ilona Andrews |
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And how is His Great Fussiness today?" Derek's eyes sparked a bit. "His Majesty is in an ill humor. Rumors are flying that his mate almost got herself shot."
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Ilona Andrews |
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Put it away. I could do it. I was strong enough. I had Voron to thank for it. I pulled the magic back. All the anger, all the pain, I collapsed it on itself and stuffed it away. It hurt. I took my hand out of Evdokia's fingers and picked up my teacup. Lukewarm tea touched my lips. "It's cold. I think I need a refill." Evdokia looked at me for a long moment. I had a chance when I was five. Now it was too late."
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Ilona Andrews |
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I'm your best bet to keep Roland from taking over." "Yes." "Young, in need of being taught." Evdokia crossed her arms. "Yes." "Easily manipulated? Emotionally compromised? Are these my best qualities?" Evdokia threw her hands up in exasperation. "I would just like to know the score from the start. So I have no disappointments later."
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Ilona Andrews |
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Ascanio came back. "What happened to him? He looks like he got his ass run over by a car." He was run over by my fist."
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Ilona Andrews |
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Some people awoke to escape their nightmares. I awoke into one.
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Ilona Andrews |
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He was looking at me with a kind of need that somehow managed to be raw and tender at the same time. He took my breath away. We looked at each other, a little awkward. Finally I raised my hand. "Hi." "Hi," he said. "I made dinner. At least I made the steaks. The rest came from the kitchen . . . would you like to sit down?" "Yes, I would." He held out my chair and I sat. He sat across from me. There was some kind of food on the table and a b..
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Ilona Andrews |
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This was hell and I was its fury. I raised my sword and killed again, with a smile on my face.
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Ilona Andrews |
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I gotta split." Slightly deeper, male. Heard it somewhere before. "You promised!" "The magic's cresting, okay? Gotta split." Young voices. A boy and a girl, talking street. The only available door hung crooked and would make noise when I tried to open it. I kicked the door in and walked inside."
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Ilona Andrews |
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He wrapped me up like a package. I couldn't move an inch. "I thought you were some sort of maniac!" I growled. "I am." "What are you doing here?" "Looking for Jim in your bed." "He isn't here." "I see that."
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Ilona Andrews |
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Anyway, I'm not hurt. I'll be home for dinner." "As you wish," he said. My heart made a little jump. The tension in his voice eased. "You sure you don't need your Prince Charming to come and save you?" The knot in my stomach evaporated. My Prince Charming, huh. "Sure, do you have one handy?" "Oh, I think I could scrounge one up somewhere . . . As often as I have to rescue you . . ." "I'm going to kick you in the head when I get home. Repea..
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Ilona Andrews |
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He was dangerous. And difficult. And he was all mine. Sometimes in the morning, when he worked in the gym one floor below, I'd stand by the gym's glass wall for a few minutes before I came in to spar. I'd watch him lift dumbbells or do dips with the weights attached to his belt, powerful muscles bulging and relaxing with controlled exertion, while the bars creaked under his weight and sweat slicked his short blond hair and skin until it glo..
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Ilona Andrews |
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He waved his hand, trying to find the right words. "Lord Arland, sometimes it helps to speak plainly." "Sword," he said."
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Ilona Andrews |
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I know it's late, but could you find a book for me? It's called by Osvintsev." Barabas sighed dramatically. "Kate, you make me despair. Let's try that again from the top, except this time pretend you are an alpha." "I don't need a lecture. I just need the book." "Much better. Little more growl in the voice?" "Barabas!" "And we're there. Congratulations! There is hope for you yet. I will look into the book." I hung up the phone and glared ..
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Ilona Andrews |