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She was very special to me. But I think I'm going to have to get back...so I can. God. So I can kill her. -Dylan
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Gemellus, who had loved and worshiped her from afar, she who was in his arms now...
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Eliza had never seen Alex quite so happy and relaxed. She shook her head and laughed at the incongruity of it all: Imagine General Washington's famous aide-de-camp taking the time to stop and admire the birds. "One day, Alex, when you tire of being a soldier, we will spend all of our days just like this, watching birds and taking in the sun, surrounded by children of our own. You'd like that, wouldn't you, my love?" "Eliza, you and the Past..
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historical-romance
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Prove that you are my daughter, prove that you are mine. Prove to me that you are the blood of the dragon. Prove you are worthy of that mark on your skin.
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villains
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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books are passports to a deeper knowledge and understanding of the world
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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I will love you, my English rose, and you will fill my French dreams
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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Boys. Drau or mortal, they were all the same.
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typical
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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0e373be
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Magic is an honor, until it's a shackle.
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magic
shackle
prison
honor
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Once upon a time, during a time after all the happily-ever-afters, and perhaps even after the ever-afters after that, all the evil villains of the world were banished from the United Kingdom of Auradon and imprisoned on the Isle of the Lost. There, underneath a protective dome that kept all manner of enchantment out of their clutches, the terrible, the treacherous, the truly awful, and the severely sinister were cursed to live without the p..
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Nat didn't know what to make of Ryan Wesson-whether she wanted to slap him or kiss him. Slap him, definitely
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love
melissa-de-la-cruz
natasha-kestal
ryan-wesson
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And he was right. Because Carlos De Vil's brain, by way of comparison, was almost as big as Cruella De Vil's fur-coat closet. That's what Carlos tried to tell himself, anyway, especially when people were making him run the tombs. His first class today was Weird Science, one he always looked forward to. It was where he'd originally gotten the idea to put his machine together, from the lesson on radio waves. Carlos was not the only top studen..
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It was always gloomy in Mal's room, just as it was always gray and overcast on the island.
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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Mark my words, Alex. You are a man whose future lies before him for all to marvel at one day. And you, Colonel Hamilton, are mine, and I am yours always.
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love
always
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Sounds like that happens to you a lot. Bet your girlfriend wasn't thrilled, though." She wasn't sure why she said it, but it came out before she could think. "Who said I have a girlfriend?" He said, raising his scarred eyebrow. His dark eyes crinkled. "No one," she said. " Well, I don't anymore, if anyone's interested." "Who's interested?" "Are you?" He looked her straight in the eye. "I could ask the same of you," she scoffed. "So what i..
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love
girlfriend
natasha-kestal
ryan-wesson
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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Magic is an expression of the unlimited capacity of mystery and wonder in the world.
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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Yes, she had seen Alex's temper flare over his disappointment with a lack of his own regiment to command, but she saw that as merely the fighting spirit of an ambitious and confident leader. Yet, wasn't that what appealed most to her about him? A spirit and impetuousness that could match her own and challenge her to be better herself in this new democracy? A man who could honor her own values?
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historical-romance
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Ingrid dresses more like a librarian than any librarian in the history of libraries.
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molly-overbrook
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brusquely
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again.
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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In other words, time was a kind of palimpsest, traces of the past peeking through the present, only to be written over in the future again.
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It was true what they said about mothers and sons: it was a special bond, a mutual admiration society.
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Yen Sid surveyed the young villains in front of him. ,,What you are about to do is very dangerous." Carlos perked up. ,,That's fine, my middle name is-" ,,Oscar" said Evie. ,,We know."
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funny
descendants
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Feelings, which aren't always rational, have their own life span and sometimes, for whatever reason, need to be lived out.
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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Joanna looked down at
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We are wolves of the guard, soldiers of the light. Hunted and haunted,by the beasts of night. Friend to all and foe to none, Love and loyalty bind us as one. Time and tide shall heal all wounds Memories and madness shall not consume. To death and despair we shall never surrender, The pact never to be forsaken, or torn asunder.
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pact
wolf-pact
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It was hopeless. Their journey was ended before it had truly begun.
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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The stone is called the Rose of Lucifer, or Lucifer's Bane," the senator explained with a smile. "Have you heard the story?"
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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Villains don't have friends, and neither do their children. Not when you get right down to it.
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Crap. I thought that picture was you.' He pointed. 'That's not me. That's my mother,' Mal said with a sigh. 'Woah, you really do look like her, you know,' Jay said. 'You two could be twins,' Evie agreed. 'That, my friends, is called genetics,' Carlos said with a smile.
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humor
villains
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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What Mal wanted, more than anything, to be just like her mother. like her.
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villains
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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Let's go. I have a party to throw." And someone to throw it at."
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Joanna, like her daughters, was neither old nor young, and yet their physical appearances corresponded to their particular talents. Depending on the situation, Freya could be anywhere from sixteen to twenty-three years of age, the first blush of Love, while Ingrid, keeper of the Hearth, looked and acted anywhere from twenty-seven to thirty-five; and since Wisdom came from experience, even if in her heart she might feel like a schoolgirl, Jo..
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Carlos never shied from a mission, and if Mal wanted a howler, there was no alternative but to provide one. There was nothing he could do about it, AP Evil Penchant or not. He knew his place on the totem pole. First things first: a party couldn't be a party without guests. Which meant people. Lots of people. Bodies. Dancing. Talking. Drinking. Eating.
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Now tell me the truth," he said. "Why are you doing this?" She cringe from him. "I told you why." "I know you still love me." He smiled. "I can see it in your face." Mimi sneered. "We are with Lucifer now; we have always been false." "I don't believe it for one second," Kingsley whispered, looking into her eyes tenderly."
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Before Evie could protest, Mal sighed. "Of course there is. The party of the year. A real rager, didn't you hear?" Mal looked her up and down and shook her head sadly. "Oh, I guess you didn't hear." She mock-winced, looking at Carlos conspiratorially. "Everyone's going to be there." "They are?" Carlos looked confused. "But you only just told me to have it--" He quickly got the message. "Everyone," he agreed. Evie smiled. "Sounds awesome. I ..
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She couldn't imagine how anyone would want to forego the intimate experience of a book--pages whispering between the fingers, hurried glances at the colorful cover before immersing oneself again.
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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She looked not like a mother in her thirties, but like the girl he had fallen in love with, and he loved her still. She would always be that girl to him, no matter what happened. That was love, after all, the ability to see one's youthful beloved in the aging stranger with her face. He would always love her, he thought. He was made to love her.
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love-quotes
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Be there, or Mal will find you," he said to his squat little lab partner, Le Fou Deux, as they both dissected a frog that would never turn into a prince in Unnatural Biology class. "Be there, or Mal will find you and ban you from the city streets," he whispered to the Gastons as they took turns stuffing each other in doomball nets in PE."
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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There was nothing but land; not a country at all, but the material out of which countries are made. --WILLA CATHER, MY ANTONIA
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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The Council!" Ingrid yelped. "The oracle doesn't knock," Freya scoffed."
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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She really did trust Eliza. People made mistakes. She understood that now. And as Happy as she was to be with Ryan again, her friendship with Eliza was just as important. You only met a few kindred spirits in your life, and you had to hold on to the ones you were lucky enough to find.
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Hey you." She smiled and traced a finger on his cheek. "Where have you been?" "Right here, always," Jack murmured, kissing her all over her face, her neck. But there was little time for tenderness"
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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Daughters. They could cut you with a look.
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wonder how a country so divided can stand?" "We will only stand if we learn to accept and even embrace each other's differences rather than allow them to divide us. It is a childish fantasy to expect everyone to agree all the time, but how much better to live in a country where one is free to think differently from one's neighbors, and even one's government, without risking life and limb."
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