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You know, you handled yourself last night. Don't know many humans who would have taken on Rhage or me. Much less in front of all the brothers." "Ah, now, don't get all mushy on me. We ain't dating."
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What, like you didn't think I'd have a second knife? Fucking idiot.
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I'm here. Where's my chauffeur hat?" "Here, use mine," Butch said, outing a B Sox cap and throwing it over. "It'll help that hair of yours." The angel caught the thing on the fly and stared at the red S. "I'm sorry, I can't." "Do not tell me you're a Yankees fan," V drawled. "I'll have to kill you, and frankly, tonight we need all the wingmen we've got." Lassiter tossed the cap back. Whistled. Looked casual."
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last page of the book from Hell. Putting her hands on the small of her back, she stretched for the one hundredth time and looked over at
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Voy a amarte tanto, y durante tanto tiempo, de que te vas a convencer de que ninguna cosa terrenal pudo haber unido nuestros destinos.
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Okay, he needed to pull himself together--before Rhage's elbow nailed him in the liver again, and Selena bolted back to his bedroom. "You are . . . I am . . ." He pulled at the collar of his silk shirt, even though the thing was wide-open. "You like it?" she said. All he could do was nod. He was literally nothing but hormones in a black suit. She was that beautiful to him. "Really?" More nodding. "Uh-huh. Really." Selena started to smile. T..
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But then this one time, at band camp
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your quest?" Darius stepped inside. "I should"
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I have a trainer," she confirmed while searching for an escape route. Standing closer to this man is like being stuck in an elevator, she decided. You'd bargain with God to get free. "But not just any trainer. Not only does this woman tackle a stallion no one else can seem to tame but she resurrects the dead, ? You have done wonders to stir McCloud's blood again, or so I have heard." A.J.'s mouth dropped open at the insinuation. "What are ..
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I love you, she mouthed in the shadows. "Let's go," she said roughly."
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Rhage stepped in front of him. "Hey, hi! How are you?" Hollywood stuck his hand out. "I'd like to introduce myself. I'm the piece of meat that's going to force you headfirst into your buddy Qhuinn's Hummer as soon as it gets here. Just figured I'd introduce myself before I rope your ass and throw you over my shoulder like a bag of sand."
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Looking for this?" V held up a vial full of powder and tilted the thing back and forth, all tick-tock. "Mmm?" It was pathetic the way the fucker's eyes latched on and bugged out. But V knew what that was like--how you needed the very burn you didn't want, how it became all you could think of, how you withered from the not having of it. Thank God for Jane. Without her, he'd be walking that stretch of gnawing and ever-empty still. "And he doe..
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Females, after all, were not just the fairer sex, but the fairly reasonable one. Which was the only reason the race had survived this long.
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But of course, time didn't work like that. And memory was but a television show of your own life, a movie screen you could play witness to, but not interact with, change the course of, redirect.
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Way too many people cloaked themselves in the mantle of victimhood, creating a vacuum of identity that they expected the world to rush in and fill with compassion that was undeserved.
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Honestly, you stretch those vowels out any longer and we're going to have to put you on life support." - Ivie"
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I'm not scared of death, it's the suffering that bothers me--and I know I can help that. It's the journey, not the outcome, that I can change, if that makes sense.
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The mid-stride step, never to be completed, was the worst regret anyone could have.
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I will love you with everything I am and all that I have...
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Are you kidding me?" he blurted out loud as Howard Stern's voice piped into his skull. "Eric the Actor is d--" Selena's brows tightened like she was considering waking up and he closed his piehole. But he couldn't believe another wack packer had been lost. It just seemed cruel in light of everything he was going through."
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The cabin was warm, thanks to her, a little trick of molecular agitation of the air that was enhanced by her being pissed off. The heat she generated was not cheery like that from a fire however--more like the kind of hot flash you got along with a case of the shits.
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See, this is how people get paralyzed. They stuff and stuff and stuff, and the triggers keep coming and the layers continue to build until the load becomes too heavy, and they fold.
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Well, what do you know, not only did it turn out her ovaries had a little spark left in them--the suckers might as well have exploded between her hip bones. When
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Closing his eyes, he sent up a prayer to anyone who was listening, asking please, for God's sake, stop sending him signals that they were right for each other. He'd read that book, seen the movie, bought the sound track, the DVD, the T-shirt, the mug, the bobble-head, and the insider's guide. He knew every reason they could have been lock and key.
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The guy didn't have resting bitch face so much as resting I'm-going-to-kill-someone-and-light-their-house-on-fire face. Swallowing
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John?" she said. As it was dark, he whistled a What? "You are such a male of worth, you know that. You really are." She reached up and cupped his face. It happened so fast, he couldn't believe it. Later, he would play and replay everything over and over again, stretching out the moment endlessly, reliving it and taking a strange kind of nourishment from the memory, again and again."
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Now about this storm." Wrath shook his head. "It's ripe nasty out there. I'm calling off tonight. It's a fucking snow day, assholes."
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tonight as well. Fucking John Matthew. Ever since she'd barged into his brain and saw what he'd been doing to himself whenever he thought about her...she'd been doing likewise. Fucking. John Matthew. Like she needed this shit?
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resting I'm-going-to-kill-someone-and-light-their-house-on-fire face.
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With his chin dropped to his chest, he was staring at her from under his brows, his pale yellow eyes glowing as they locked on her and her alone. Her first cogent thought was that he was a predator. Her second... was that she wanted to be caught.
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That was my life, Qhuinn. Those children...were my future, what was going to be left of me when I'm dead and gone. They were going to be..." As his voice cracked, he took a long drag. "They were going to carry my parents' traditions forward. They were milestones and happiness and a wholeness that even you can't give me."
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Wrath..." "What," he murmured against her, working her with his nose. "You don't like?" "Shut up and get back to doing--" His tongue slipping under the panties cut her off...and made him have to slow himself down. She was so slick and wet and soft and willing, it was all he could do to keep himself from hauling her on the rug and going at her deep and hard. And then they'd both miss out on the fun of anticipation. Moving the cotton asid..
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Well...damn. It was so hard not to notice how beautiful he was, how kind, how smart and loving, how considerate.
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When you were having the sex of your life, the aftermath was not what you concerned yourself with.
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We were always every age we had ever been.
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He can't take her away!" he screamed at no one and everybody. "We just got her! He can't take her--he's a fucking stranger--" "Rhage," Mary got directly in front of him, jumping up to catch his eye. "Rhage, we have to--" Latching onto her wide, sad stare, he moaned, "She's ours...she's ours...this stranger can't take her away--she's ours...."
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Axe saved my life...." That was the last thing Rhage said before he went nighty-night. --"
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Mike's Tuxedo Rental was a bolt-hole of polyester knockoffs sandwiched between a Dunkin' Donuts on the corner and a local flower shop on the other side. As Anne parallel-parked across the street from it, she checked the clock on her dash and was relieved they had an hour before the shop closed at five.
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I just want to hit the groom. Once. Is that too much to ask?" Saxton popped his brows. "Is that a human tradition for this type of ceremony?" "Why, yes," the male said. "As a matter of fact it is--" Novo slapped her palm over his mouth. "No. it most certainly is not. And no matter how I might have felt about my sister in the past, I don't want her special night ruined, okay?" Peyton mumbled a little longer. And when she dropped her hand, he..
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When he bared his fangs, she knew he was going to go for her jugular, and she wanted him there. Turning her head to the side, she bared herself to him-- The strike was brutal, his fangs going in so deep, she screamed--but not in pain, even though it hurt in a delicious way. This was the marking she had heard about. This was the owning of the female by the male, the staking of the claim. And sure enough, he held her in place at the throat wi..
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Here." She held out her stuffed tiger. "This is Mastimon. He has always protected me. You can hold him now."
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But he wasn't done with her. Before she could catch her breath, he pulled out, flipped her over, and yanked her onto all fours. Rearing up behind her, he bit her again, on the other side, and then he was in her once more, taking her from the rear, one hand running up between her slapping breasts and locking on the base of her throat, the other planted on the floor, holding them both up. She was facing the fire, and her vision swung wildly w..
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And then he let out a predatory hiss-- --and bit her so hard she had to hold back a curse. Now
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How about...here?" she whispered as she stroked down to the very top of her cleft. A pumping growl left him, and Xcor said in a low burst, "Yes. Right there."
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