Nothing bubbled up from the depths. For once, the present was so alive and captivating that the past was not even an echo or a shadow-she was, in this moment, wiped clean.
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Good? No, that didn't go far enough. She'd made him feel… alive. Awakened.
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Please, if you would," the butler said, "no throwing the linens. Peaches, anyone?" -Fritz
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Phury nodded. "And if she lives with us, we get to keep the cat.
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Look upon me, Mistress. Watch as I wither!
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The heavy soul will not pass though the body is failing.
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The sense that in his mother’s view, he had let down his family just by being who he was… was a failure of acceptance that he was never going to get over. He just wanted to live, honestly and out front, with no apology. Like everyone else. To love who he loved, be who he was… but society had a different standard.
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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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In the Old Language, she hissed, "If any harm shall befall him, I will come after you, and find where you sleep. I do not care where you lay your head or who with, my vengeance shall rain upon you until you drown.
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And it was kind of funny to see all these professional fighters unwilling to get within a mile of the female. Then again, if you wanted to survive doing the work they did, accurate risk assessment was something you developed early -- and even Qhuinn, who was the object of the protective instinct the Chosen was rocking, wouldn't have dared touch her.
J.R. WardMots clés black-dagger-brotherhood j-r-ward qhuinn layla lover-at-last
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