You cannot thrash the person who makes you coffee. It's a rule somewhere.
Kim HarrisonI'm going back!" I shouted, standing to put some distance between us in case I was yanking her chain too hard and she came after me. "I'll show him," I said, waving an arm. "I'll sneak in. I'll steal his freaking glasses and mail them back to him in a freaking birthday card!
Kim HarrisonPiss on my daisies, we have to save the demons!
Kim HarrisonMots clés rachel-morgan jenks kim-harrison
What are you doing now?” Al questioned, listing heavily as he tucked another one of those bottles under his arm and staggered for the cot half hidden behind a curtain. “Seeing if your circumcision is gone? It is.
Kim HarrisonI pushed him back with a finger. “Your accent stinks. Go away until you get it right.
Kim HarrisonI am yours," Trent gasped through clenched teeth, and my hand sprang from him, thinking I was betrayed. Trent fell to a knee, looking up at me, pleading. "I. Am. Yours. Claim me, Rachel! Damn your morals and claim me!
Kim HarrisonMots clés urban-fantasy-series
A clipboard and a hard hat could get you just about anywhere.
Kim HarrisonTink's a Disney whore' - Jenks
Kim HarrisonSunt qui discessum animi a corpore putent esse mortem. Sunt erras,
Kim HarrisonMy impulse to pull away vanished. As I stood there, my shoulders became damp. I searched his expression, too jaded to believe in white knights. Happy endings were never handed out. You had to fight for them, earn them with bruised hearts and sacrifices. And I just couldn't do it right now. It hurt too much when it fell apart. "Don't make me promises", I whispered, and the earnest glow in his eyes tarnished.
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