Laney, I love you. I've found everything I've ever needed and wanted with you. I'm nothing without you.- Oliver
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My boyfriend is a vampire and I'm okay with it. - Laney
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She smells better," Claire said. "And she made me cookies.
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That morning, she had found an envelope stuffed into her locker. It was from the Mercer Hotel, and held a plastic door key for their suite. "See you there tonight," Oliver had written. "Chomp! Chomp!
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Welcome to Morganville.You'll never want to leave.And even if you do...well, you can't. Sorry about that.
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Oliver laughed - actually laughed."I like this new Claire," he said.
"You should work her this hard all the time, Myrnin.
She's interesting when she's forthright."
Claire, possessed by the spirit of Eve, shot him the finger. Which made him laugh again, shake his head, and walk up the steps.
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You sound disappointed.” Shane’s voice came out faint and thready, and he put his head back against the cushions as he squeezed his eyes shut. “Damn, I hate this. I really do.”
I know,” Oliver said. “Your blood reeks of it.
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He dunked his tea bag and watched the results critically. “I really must get a new supplier. This tea is pathetic. America just doesn’t understand tea at all.
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Was he hungry? He'd had an enormous breakfast, but the transition from the glimpse had taken a lot out of him. Did they serve lunch in Hell? Should he have packed a snack? Why was he suddenly thinking about food?
Melissa de la CruzOliver...'
'What?'
'I do like you.'
'But?'
'I just don't want you to think that I'm... that is, I'm really not looking for...'
'Hey.' I could hear the faint smile in his voice. 'It's a book, not an etching.
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