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All I see are ankles and wrists--and FYI, you're pulling a Mileyfrickin'-Cyrus with that belly flash. Not attractive.
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Blay didn't shake the hand that was offered. He reached over, took a hold of the fighter's face, and drew Qhuinn in for a kiss. It was supposed to be only a split-seconder-- like their lips were the ones doing the handshake thing. When he went to pull back, though, Qhuinn captured him, and held him in place. Their mouths met again... and again... and once more, their heads tilting to the sides, the contact lingering. "You're welcome," Blay ..
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qhuinn
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Wrath - Beth x Overnight = Psycho-hose Beast
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I can't... I find that I can't concentrate. On anything. I can't really..." Rhage's eyes drifted to Zsadist. "How do you live with it? All the anger. The pain. The..."
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You've always been there for me. Always. Even when I..." V "Even when you what?" B "You know." V "What?" B "Fuck. Even when I was in love with you. Or some shit." V Butch clasped his hands to his chest. "Was? Was? I can't believe you've lost interest." He threw one arm over his eyes, all Sarah Bernhardt. "My dreams of our future are shattered--" B "Shut it, cop." V Butch looked out from under his arm. "Are you kidding me? The reality show I..
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dca6ab9
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You want to poof it or ride back with me?
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vishous
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3cd8453
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As the two of them came up against each other, Qhuinn's mouth dropped open. But not because he was shocked and not because he wanted in on the action. He simply couldn't breathe. It was as if his ribs had frozen along with his heart. No . . . no, goddamn it, no . . .
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There came a time in everyone's life when they realized that in spite of how hard they'd been running from themselves, everywhere they went, there they were: Addictions and compulsions were nothing but marching bands of distraction, masking truths that were unpleasant, but ultimately undeniable.
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inspirational
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a66a9ed
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Halle-fucking-lujah!
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404b81a
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Sorry to bother you," Bella said over the wailing. "But she wants her daddy."
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6b56640
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There was both love and despair in his voice. He was truly handicapped when it came to emotions, and falling in love hadn't changed that...
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love
jr-ward
vishous
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3318c63
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The look in Manny's eye was the ocular equivalent of a middle finger...
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Xhex: John, she said softty. He paused and looked over his shoulder toward the bed. I love you." His handsome face tightened in pain, and he rubbed the middle of his chest, as if someone had fisted up his heart and squeezed it dead. And then he turned away. As she hit the confines of her prison... She was screaming at the top of her lungs."
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e7492cd
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Because sometimes the only thing that got you through hell was that you were in too deep to pull out.
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He was the first to reach the aircraft, and he went for the door that by some miracle was facing outward and not into the concrete wall. Wrenching the thing open, and getting out his flashlight, he didn't know what to expect inside--smoke? Fumes? Blood and body parts? Zsadist was sitting rigid in a backward-facing seat, his big body strapped in, both hands locked on the armrests. The Brother was staring straight ahead and not blinking. "Hav..
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lover-at-last
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b0eca27
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Can you drive any faster?" Tohr demanded. "I got the pedal to the medal" The angel looked back. "And I don't care what I have to mow over"
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tohr
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50eca4e
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Oh... God. What was a male supposed to do in this situation? "I'm sorry," he muttered. "If I... uh, hurt your feelings or something." She glared at him. "I'm not hurt. I'm pissed off and sexually frustrated."
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Don't think I was the only reason he healed. You're his light, Marissa. Don't ever forget that.
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marissa
vishous
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af68823
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If I can live through the events," she said, "I can get through the memories."
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Vishous, son of the Bloodletter, was not the kind of male anyone addressed like that. Except, apparently, for Wrath. In this case, the Brother with the tattoos on his face and the perverted reputation and the hand of death did exactly what he was told. He shut the fuck up. Which said volumes about Wrath. Did it not.
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bdb
lover-reborn
wrath
vishous
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Fuck my cousin, it's got nothing to do with my cousin for me. If you were alone, I'd still be right on this carpet, on my knees, wanting to be with you. If you were mated to a female, if you were dating someone all casual and shit, if you were in a million different places in life ... I'd still be right here. Begging you for something, anything one time, if that's all you've got.
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lover-at-last
qhuinn
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In his fantasy, he kissed his best friend again, pulled back, and... "I love you," he said into the spray of the shower. "I... love you." As he closed his eyes against the pain, it was hard to know how much of what ran down his cheeks was water, and how much was something else."
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The kiss that was pressed against his own mouth was reverent, the contact no heavier than the warm, still air in the room. It was the consummate lover's kiss, the kind of thing he had wanted even more than the hot sex they'd just had.
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qhuinn
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Man, this angel crap... it's so fucking hard to influence anything. I've never had a problem with free will before, but for shit's sake, I wish I could just I Dream of Jeannie you to where you need to be." As Tohr winced, the angel muttered, "It's okay, though. We'll get you there somehow--" "Actually, I'm cringing at the vision of you in a pink harem costume." "Hey, I have a great ass, I'll have you know."
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Carving?" "Your name. My back. I can't fucking wait." Jane whistled under her breath. "Do I get to do it?" He barked a laugh. "No!" "Come on. I'm a surgeon, I'm good with knives."
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vishous
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0cdec0c
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Praying's not going to help. Too late for that, Jane...I gave you a chance to have it on your terms. Now we'll do this on mine
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V had a passing thought that she used the word "anyway" like an eraser on a crowded chalkboard. She said it whenever she needed to clear off the things she'd just shared to make room for more."
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romance
vishous
vampire
paranormal
paranormal-romance
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Qhuinn would reach out and touch the bandage ... and then he would let his fingers wander off the gauze and the surgical tape onto the warm, smooth skin of Blay's stomach. Blay would be shocked, but in this fantasy, he wouldn't push the hand away.... He would take it lower, down past the injury, down onto his hips and his-- "Fuck!" --
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qhuay
qhuinn-and-blay
blay
qhuinn
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98c3bb6
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Her perfume or soap or whatever it was reminded him of sandalwood and something else. Oh, right...orgasms.
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jr-ward
manny
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To his mind, free will was a privilege, not a right.
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When Vishous pushed open the door to the exam room, he got a gander at the kind of seating arrangement that made him think fondly of castration.
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payne
vishous
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Come to think of it, that word (choice) shouldn't be applied to people's destinies. Ever. Choice should be relegated to TV and meals: You could choose NBC over CBS or steak instead of chicken. But take the concept any further than the stove or the remote control and the word just didn't apply. - V
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The human reached inside Wrath's jacket and started pulling out weapons. Three throwing stars, a switchblade, a handgun, a length of chain. "Jesus Christ," the cop muttered as he dropped the steel links on the ground with the rest of the load. "You got some ID? Or wasn't there enough room in here for a wallet, considering you're carrying about thirty pounds of concealed weapons?"
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Saxton smelled really good and had a handshake that was firm. "You've grown up a lot." Blay found himself flushing as he took his hand back. "You're just the same." "Am I?" Those pearl eyes flashed. "Is that good or bad?" "Oh...good. I didn't mean---" "So tell me how you've been. Are you mated to some nice female your parents set you up with?" Blay's laugh was sharp and hard. "God, no. There's no one for me."
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lover-mine
saxton
blaylock
jr-ward
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he(Quinn)put his hand out to his friend. "I'll lay my life down for you.With or Without that piece of paper"
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Personally, I think so-called "common language" is more interesting and apropos than "proper English"; it's passionate and powerful in ways that "wherefore art thou ass and thy elbow" just isn't."
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writing
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a731bf1
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I am not worthy." he said softly. "Damn fucking straight," someone growled."
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throe
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85e2585
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John Matthew was her well of soul, as the symphaths called it,or her pyrocant, to the vampires. Her essential weakness.
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9aec1ac
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Saxton was indeed clear on things: Blay was still in love with Qhuinn-- and probably always would be. "Why?" he said to his lover. "Because I want you for however long I have you."
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qhuay
qhuinn-and-blay
saxton
blay
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6ed2bb8
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Mary frowned. A vampire doctor. Talk about exploring your alternative therapies.
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cd8700e
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The thread of will-they-or-won't-they was the real driver of every word and glance and shift of body. So...this was a date, Blay thought. A subtextual negotiation slipcovered in talk of books read and music enjoyed.
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lover-mine
saxton
blaylock
jr-ward
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dc40772
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And Vishous. . . V was the worst of them. He stood by the door, staring into space. Icy before, he was glacial now, a sinkhole in the room. -Phury's thoughts
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It was hard to know what was worse: him being with her and all her sisters, or him being with none of them because his heart was held by another. -Cormia
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Rhage nodded. "The place is also big enough. We could all live there without killing each other." "That depends more on your mouth than any floor plan," Phury said with a grin."
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