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This is embarrassing," Mr. Haffey informed me. I winked at him. "What, Mrs. Haffey never carried you over the threshold on your wedding night?"
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Just wait until he figures out I shut him out of his slut hut." The poodle whined softly. "I don't need any criticism from you. If you can go a day without barfing or destroying my house, then I might listen to what you have to say. Until then, keep your opinions to yourself." I fell back into my bed and put a pillow on my head. I'd just had a conversation with a poodle and accused him of criticizing me. Curran had finally driven me out of ..
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So you want to throw me out on my ass?" Bob swallowed. "There aren't enough people here, Bob. You need to get reinforcements. Go ahead." He smiled, baring his teeth, a sharp carnivore grin. "I'll wait."
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Ilona Andrews |
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Some magic talents are destructive. Some are subtle. But no magic user should be taken lightly.
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Ilona Andrews |
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Sometimes it helps to live through it," I told her. "Find a time when nobody will bother you, and imagine it. Imagine the worst-case scenario in as much detail as you can manage. Let yourself live through it; feel the fear, feel the pain. It's a terrible thing to put yourself through, but once it's done, the anxiety goes away. It never disappears completely, but it leaves you alone enough so you can function."
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Ilona Andrews |
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I don't care if he is Curran. In your ward, you are god.
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Ilona Andrews |
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He smiled at me. It was the kind of smile that blazed a trail from your heart to your mind and popped into your head the next time you wondered why you put up with a man who made you want to punch things.
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Ilona Andrews |
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Most twenty-four-year-old women I know sleep in something more revealing. Something more adult." I raised my eyebrows. "There is nothing wrong with my Hello Kitty T-shirt." It was thin and comfortable, and it reached to my mid-thigh, which meant that if I had to get up in the middle of the night to dispatch any intruders, I'd do it with my butt covered and modesty intact. Sean frowned. "Sure, if you're five. Got a touch of arrested developm..
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sean-evans
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Ilona Andrews |
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And those who love us most lie to us most of all,
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Ilona Andrews |
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Either you can work on both, or you can keep thinking with your balls. It's your choice. Say 'pop.'" "Pop?" "That was the sound of me pulling your head out of your ass. If you stick it back up there again, there is nothing I can do about it. This is the only lecture you'll ever get from me." I headed for the door."
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Ilona Andrews |
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PARTY STARTER.
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Ilona Andrews |
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Arland hit me with another smile. Vampire smiles should really be outlawed.
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Ilona Andrews |
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df17f5b
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When in doubt and in need of information, find a snitch and squeeze him.
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Ilona Andrews |
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f846f57
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Greedy can be bought, timid can be frightened, smart can be persuaded, but the zealots are immune to money, fear, or reason
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He hung his head. "Am I punished?" "Yes. I'm too mad to punish you right now. We'll talk about it when we get home. Go brush your teeth, comb your hair, put on dry clothes, and get the guns. We're going to Wal-Mart."
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on-the-edge
wal-mart
walmart
ilona-andrews
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Ilona Andrews |
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No." Roman got up off his chair. "The wedding night is for you and Curran. The wedding is for everyone else and it's the price you pay so you can get to the wedding night."
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Quillonians were a reclusive race, proud, prone to drama, and violent when cornered. A couple of them had stayed at my parents' inn, and as long as everything went their way, they were perfectly cordial, but the moment any small problem appeared, they would start putting exclamation marks at the end of all their sentences. My mother didn't like dealing with them. She was very practical. If you brought a problem to her, she'd take it apart a..
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Ilona Andrews |
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He hit her with his best smile. Her eyes widened. She took a deep breath. "Oh no, not that seductive face. I'm overcome with the need to take off these awful clothes. What is happening? I do not understand. Oooh. Ahhh." She touched her wrist to her forehead. "Somebody help me. I'm being drenched with my own fluids." "
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the-edge
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Ilona Andrews |
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The double doors separating the private dining room from the rest of Bernard's swung open. A tall broad-shouldered body filled the doorway. Hugh d'Ambray strode into the room.
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Ilona Andrews |
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You want me to go back into that house protected by a magic sticky note?" "Don't even start," I told him. "It's working. If it weren't working, you couldn't drag me into that place." "What did you write on here? 'Don't die'?" "No, I wrote, 'Don't be an a-hole!'" I headed for the house. "On yours or mine?"
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magic
humor
jim
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Ilona Andrews |
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Cajun stomp?" "You heard me, swamper. And keep your hands to yourself."
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Ilona Andrews |
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Some people in the world only saw in black and white. They were driven by fear. They had learned how to survive in their little corner of the world and they saw any change as a threat to their survival.
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Ilona Andrews |
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Kate Daniels, deadly swordswoman and rescuer of hungry orphans. "Come in. Wash your hands."
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urban-fantasy-series
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Ilona Andrews |
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The newcomer struck him as an enterprising sort of man. The kind that would slit your throat for a box of tissues in your bag while you slept.
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Ilona Andrews |
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I'd appreciate it if in the future when you come up with a plan that makes a hardened criminal pause, you could at least give me the gist of it ahead of time. In broad strokes.
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richard
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Ilona Andrews |
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Look, it can be fast, good, or cheap. You can have any two but never all three.
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wing
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Ilona Andrews |
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What are you going to wear?" "My badass face." "Good choice," he said."
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Ilona Andrews |
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People must make their own choices, no matter how wrong those choices are. Otherwise they can't be free.
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Andrea once told me that I had a problem processing emotional pain. I couldn't handle it, so I replaced it with physical pain instead: either I inflicted it on others or I suffered through it myself. Well, I had physical pain aplenty. If she was right, I should be floating on a cloud of bliss right about now.
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magic-rises
kate-daniels
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He looked like he could pick up a fifty-pound rucksack, run across the city with it, and then beat an ungodly number of enemies to a bloody pulp with his bare hands while things exploded dramatically in the background.
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Ilona Andrews |
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We stared at each other. The level of politeness had risen to dangerous levels.
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Ilona Andrews |
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You came for me," I whispered. "Always," he told me."
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Ilona Andrews |
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Between the journeymen, vampires crouched like monstrous gargoyles: hairless, corded with a tight network of steel-hard muscle, and smeared in lime-green and purple sunblock. Bubble-gum-tinted nightmares.
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Ilona Andrews |
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He came for me again. He could barely move, but he dragged himself up and threw himself at an enraged demon for my sake. It was enough to make a girl cry.
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Ilona Andrews |
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No, it's human, Curran said. That's the problem. People, especially unhappy people, want a cause. They want something to belong to, to be a part of something great and bigger, and to be led. It's easy to be a cog in a machine: you don't have to think, you have no responsibility. You're just following orders. Doing as your told.
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George grimaced. "Jack is spoiled. Things are hard for him, but he isn't the only one who doesn't have it easy. He gets away with crazy things because he's a changeling and he's different. Jack could behave better, but he stopped trying. He decided that he's worthless and that nothing he could do would make any difference."
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Voshak's hair, a pale blond braid, which he bleached, was his trademark. It made him memorable. That's how the slavers operated. They adopted costumes and personas, trying to make themselves larger-than-life and hoping to inspire fear. They counted on that fear. One could fight a man, but nobody could fight a nightmare.
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Ilona Andrews |
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It seems that we had...not a better education, per se, but perhaps more incentive to use it. They learn, but they hardly think.
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thinking
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Ilona Andrews |
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Baby, you're not the tantrum type. You are the scary-smile-and-stabbing type.
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FLYING WAS OVERRATED. Heights were very overrated. Flying with wings was probably less overrated when said wings belonged to you, but when you were dangling in a swing that bopped up and down every time the angel of death carrying you beat his wings, you reached a new level of appreciation for walking. Walking was amazing and awesome, and I really wanted to do it again as soon as possible.
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Ilona Andrews |
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Give me some credit. Eduardo is one of our own. Finding him is all that matters. Besides, if I'd decided to pull Carver's spine out of his body, I would've done it already." "Can you actually do that?" Curran frowned. "I don't know. I mean theoretically if you broke the spine above the pelvis, you could, but then there are ribs . . . I'll have to try it sometime." Okay, then. That was not disturbing. Not at all. "What do you suppose normal ..
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Ilona Andrews |
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5df5337
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I so didn't need another outbreak of Rogan fever.
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Ilona Andrews |
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She looked at Mad Rogan. "What did you do?" Mad Rogan opened his mouth. She turned to me. "What did he do?" "He got hit by a car," I said. The woman pivoted back to Mad Rogan. "Why in the world would you do a stupid thing like that?" Mad Rogan opened his mouth again to say something. "Don't you have an army of badasses to keep this exact thing from happening?" "I..." The woman turned to me. "What kind of car was it?" "An armored Escalade," ..
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Ilona Andrews |
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Let me help," he said. "You've been taught all your life that killing another person is wrong, and that belief persists even in the fact of facts. Not only would Peaches have killed us given the chance, but this way I only had to kill on person rather than kill half a dozen of his followers. I saved several live, but your conditioning tells you I've done the wrong thing. I didn't. He started it. I finished it."
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Ilona Andrews |