If I entered a tropical beach, would I end up in Nazi Germany with my highly inconvenient black hair?
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His coworker was velvety-skinned, a sexy boy-on-the-cusp-of man.
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It's often only in the lies we refuse to speak that any truth can be heard at all.
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I think sex with him might undo my essential cellular cohesion.
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There are two kinds of people in the world Ms. Lane: those who survive no matter the cost and those who are walking victims.
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You're leaving me, Rainbow Girl.
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Last night you said you wanted to know what to expect so you could better select your attire. I told you we were going to visit a vampire in a Goth-den tonight. Why, then, Ms. Lane, do you look like a perky rainbow?
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When you know who I am. Let me be your man.
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Love knows no right or wrong. Love is. Only is.
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I'm not the hero, Mac. Never have been. Never will be. Let us be perfectly clear: I'm not the antihero, either, so quit waiting to discover my hidden potential. There's nothing to redeem me.
Barrons was powerful, broodingly good-looking, insanely wealthy, frighteningly intelligent, and had exquisite taste, not to mention a hard body that emitted some kind of constant low-level charge. Bottom line: He was the stuff of heroes. And psychotic killers.
mac
Oh ye of little faith. Not for IYD.. But you didn't even try.
I see God in a sunrise, not in repetitious ritual.
Ancient eyes had stared at me, filled with ancient grief. And something more. Something so alien and unexpected that I'd almost burst into tears. I'd seen many things in his eyes in the time that I'd known him: lust, amusement, sympathy, mockery, caution, fury. But I had never seen this. Hope. Jericho Barrons had hope, and I was the reason for it. I would never forget his smile. It had illuminated him from the inside out.
And you can tell Darroc that Ms. Lane is mine. If he wants her, he can bloody well come and get her
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