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444887a
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How can something so . . . huge happen so fast?
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J.R. Ward |
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f9b4729
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It's not big," Veck said, "but it's flawless. That was important to me. I wanted to give you something...flawless"
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J.R. Ward |
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89da260
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I mean, come on. He's kind of cute, in a Godzilla sort of way.
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J.R. Ward |
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d19ffbb
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Because, hey, nothing says, "I wanna date ya," like grounds for a restraining order."
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J.R. Ward |
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f8967cf
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But come on, like she hadn't seen every aisle in his grocery store already?
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J.R. Ward |
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007b619
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Tell me this isn't permanent" "No, you have to give me my weapon back at the end." Har-har, hardy-har-har. "I'm talking to Jim." "No, it's not," the angel answered from out of Veck's mouth. "I can get free as easily as I got in." "You sure about that?" "Nope." "Fabulous." --
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380df61
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Hello? You tracking at all? Or were you planning on sleeping through this round." The lids on that red stare lifted. "I'm not sleeping." "Meditating. Whatever." "I wasn't meditating." "Fine. Psychically manipulating energy fields----" "You make me dizzy when you pace. It's vertigo diversion."
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J.R. Ward |
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b02ed8f
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In the oh-my-God-this-has-to-be-Christmas silence that followed, he struggled to reorder the last six months, to catch up with this reality they'd somehow missed. He wanted her. She wanted him. Was it true?
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marissa
lover-revealed
butch
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J.R. Ward |
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9753691
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I don't do one-night stands," she blurted. "Who says one will be enough."
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J.R. Ward |
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9a20eab
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The bottom line is...if you were in the civilian population, you'd be a serial killer. Working for the government means you get to wave the American flag around when it suits you, but the truth is, you do what you do because you enjoy picking the wings off of flies. And everybody's an insect in your eyes.
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4d2d2a6
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The collision was impending and electric, but the moment was soft and sweet: She positively glowed as she looked up at him. "What," she whispered, palming his face. Vin took a moment to memorize her features and the way she felt beneath him, seeing her not just through his eyes, but feeling her with his skin and his heart. "Hello, lovely lady...hello."
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vin
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J.R. Ward |
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fb3024a
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Qhuinn climaxed on his next swallow, the orgasm shooting out of him before he could think of any kind of boring and unattractive distraction, the pleasure cresting with such power, he sagged in his own skin. Blay's chuckle was erotic as hell. Whatever, payback was going to be a bitch, Qhuinn vowed to himself.
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payback
qhinn
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J.R. Ward |
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79341f6
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Can somebody tell me what the fucks going on before I lose my shit all over this fucking room?
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J.R. Ward |
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1b16394
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Why ever are you here?" she whispered, putting her hands to his face. "Because I love you." In so many ways, that explained nothing ... and told her everything she needed to know."
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J.R. Ward |
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7afc7c3
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Time to the face the music,
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J.R. Ward |
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1811166
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Every night I went into Hannah's room and sat with her stuff. The thing I couldn't get was how her clothes and her books and her drawings were still there, but she wasn't. It just didn't compute. Her room was a like a car without an engine, everything where it should be, except all it was was potential. None of it was going to get used again.
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7aba829
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The thing was, the places of your life, like the clothes you wore and the car you drove and the friends and associates you had, were a product of the way you lived.
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inspirational-life
inspirational
realizations
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J.R. Ward |
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7bc1cda
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As she stood down below him on the street,it seemed impossible that she'd connected with him as she had,but then,the phone was virtual relating,one step up from being online.Both people were in their own environments,invisible to each other,only their voices mixing.It was false intimacy.
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rehvenge
ehlena
lover-avenged
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J.R. Ward |
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3e688e0
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Besides, the mhis that surrounded the compound could scramble anything from GPS to Santa Claus.
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J.R. Ward |
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5af8263
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McDonald's, he thought. Why couldn't she have wanted Mickey D's. Or Pizza Hut. Taco Hell--
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J.R. Ward |
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7e06ce1
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Z was the last to come over, and as he opened his arms wide, for some reason, the slave bands that had been tattooed around his throat and wrists stood out to her.
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J.R. Ward |
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73314f0
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The scarred one, the soulless one, had the voice of an angel.
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J.R. Ward |
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b80d580
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Hi. How are you feeling?" "Downright perky, thanks for asking." She smiled a little until she came up to him. With her night vision, she saw that he was lying on top of the covers with only a pair of boxers on. He had a gauze pad around his belly and was covered with bruises. And-oh God-his leg... "Don't worry,". he said dryly. I haven't had that foot-and-shin combo for over a century. And I really am okay. Just some aesthetic damage." "The..
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sash
phury
bella
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J.R. Ward |
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fea4628
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Marissa in a long creamy gown. The cop in front of her, stroking her face, evidently poleaxed. All around them, the delicious scent of sex in the air.
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marissa
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J.R. Ward |
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eeb2659
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Scars, though, left wounds on the inside of you, and as with skin that didn't heal right, you still felt the rough spots from time to time.
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0d54847
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Listen, I don't want things to get weird, okay." "Oh, yeah, no, weird is bad." "But just so you and I are clear, I really fucking want to kiss you right now."
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kiss
sissy
j-r-ward
immortal
jim
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04a180a
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Hollywood Expressed his inner Godzilla again" V to Z"
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v
j-r-ward-bdb
rhage
black-dagger-brotherhood
vishous
hollywood
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J.R. Ward |
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82909a5
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Ten minutes," Butch whispered into Marissa's ear. "Can I have ten minutes with you before you go? Please, baby..." V rolled his eyes and was relieved to be annoyed at the lovey-dovey routine. At least all the testosterone in him hadn't dried up. "Baby... please?" V took a pull on his mug. "Marissa, throw the sap bastard a bone, would you? The simpering wears on my nerves." "Well, we can't have that, can we?" Marissa packed up her papers wit..
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marissa
black-dagger-brotherhood
j-r-ward
lover-unbound
vishous
butch
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J.R. Ward |
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903ede0
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Al rallentatore, Vishous chino la testa bruna e Butch senti come una carezza vellutata quando il pizzetto gli sfioro la gola. Con precisione millimetrica, V premette le zanne contro la vena che saliva dal cuore dell'amico, poi lentamente, inesorabilmente, lo trafisse. I loro petti si toccarono. Butch chiuse gli occhi, assaporando quella sensazione, il calore dovuto alla vicinanza fisica, la morbidezza dei capelli di V sulla mascella, la pot..
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2471317
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Will you live over there?" Phury asked. "Live over where?" Butch cut in. "You mean you won't be able to fight with us? Or, like... hang?" "No, I made that a condition of the deal." As Butch exhaled in relief, V tried not to get sapped out that his roommate cared about seeing him as much as he cared about being seen."
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butch-vishous
phury
black-dagger-brotherhood
j-r-ward
lover-unbound
vishous
butch
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J.R. Ward |
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ed3ae5c
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Even with the Brotherhood as support, going to the colony was a suicide mission--and she was willing to bet there were a lot of people having sex under the mansion's roof right now. Sometimes you had to have a taste of life right before you knocked on the Grim Reaper's front door.
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J.R. Ward |
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9734334
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So will you meet me?" "Yeah. Sure. Where." "Montrag's safe house in Connecticut. If you were the one who killed him, you know the address."
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J.R. Ward |
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c0f8cee
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Fine. It was Goddamn Cat, then.
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J.R. Ward |
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1fcdc19
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G'on now.' he murmured with that Southern drawl. 'Lie on back and let me take care of you. I promise to go slow...real slow.' - Issac Rothe, Crave
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J.R. Ward |
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7ff1bdc
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For her, he was . . . the one.
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J.R. Ward |
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53d3922
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Oh, and I can do something really great with my tongue and a cherry stem.
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J.R. Ward |
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7f17a89
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None of them knew that it wasn't because he was a nice guy; it was because he was one of them. The hard reality was that life had put them all where they didn't want to be, namely on their backs for people they didn't want to be fucking.
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J.R. Ward |
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10ce783
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I wish to be naked before you," she commanded. "Make it so, Manuel."
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J.R. Ward |
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f8af62c
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They sat side by side in silence--because sometimes that was all you could do for someone you loved: There were paths that had to be walked alone. And that just sucked.
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J.R. Ward |
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10fa2fb
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Don't trust me. Don't like me. I could give a shit. But don't you ever lie to me.
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J.R. Ward |
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305ad4a
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just like peaches," he said, stripping off her panties. "And I love peaches." -Wrath" --
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J.R. Ward |
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36cac92
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Cuz it sure as hell appeared that his library card was getting stamped tonight.
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J.R. Ward |
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5ad46c4
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As soon as he was free from the library, he raced away from the Sanctuary, returning his faithless body to his bedroom at the mansion. He was still erect when he got there. Duh. Staring down at his button fly, he tried to find another explanation. Maybe he'd thrown a clot? A cock clot ... or maybe ... shit... There was no way he could be attracted to another female.
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J.R. Ward |
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b3f196e
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Saxton shifted exhausted eyes over. "Must we do this?" "What happened --" "I think you and he need to talk. And once you do, I won't have to worry about being jumped like a felon again." Blay frowned. "He and I have nothing to say to each other --" "with all due respect, the ligature marks on my neck would suggest otherwise."
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saxton
blay
blaylock
lover-at-last
j-r-ward
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J.R. Ward |