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In fairy tales there's always one person who is made for one other, and they find each other and live happily ever after. Cal was my person. I couldn't imagine anyone more perfect. Yet what kind of sick fairy tale would it be if he was the one made exactly right for me and I wasn't right for him?
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Good Lord, if Incy could be helped… then I was a freaking picnic.
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Please, ground, just open up and let me fall into an endless crevasse till I hit the center of the earth and combust. Please. Is that too much to ask?
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I was of the “When life gives you lemons, make lemonade, then wonder why life didn’t give you freaking sugar so you could drink the stuff” school of thought.
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It happened again this afternoon. Just the way it did that other night. We were talking - talking about how to protect her, actually - and then, suddenly, I looked at her and it was as if I'd found an entire universe in her eyes.
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Everything is fine and bright. Day must follow every night. My power keeps me safe from harm. The Goddess holds me in her arms.
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Oh my God, can you see me? I thought I was wearing my invisibility cloak.
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Men are natural warriors, but a woman in battle is truly bloodthirsty
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Please, please be some sex-starved nutcase who wants to kidnap me and make me your love slave, I begged silently.
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Nothing is static; things always change. The best you can do is change along with them and work with what you have.
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How much more satisfying to seduce an angel than a villain?
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I held a nail in place and slammed it with the hammer. Best. Chore. Ever.
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It was all I could do to not knock him down right there in front of Asher and climb on him. If I stunned him with a frying pan first, he might not struggle too much.…
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But I also meant that loving someone really opening your heart to them is just asking to have your heart smashed and handed back to you in little pieces.
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My face is not that expressive!
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There are no coincidences. And everything means something.
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Yes. Reyn is our resident horse master. He has an excellent seat." I grinned. "I've noticed." Reyn's face tightened and Nell flushed, looking embarrassed. "It's an equestrian term." "Really? I thought you were talking about his ass.
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Now he was kissing me, not in a scary way, not with hostility, but with warm, seductive intent. In a hayloft, in the barn, in the middle of the night. This scene brought to you by the letters W, T, and F.
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Okay, welcome to Creepy Territory. Here's your map.
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Fire is a fragile lover, court her well, neglect her not; her faith is like a misty smoke, her anger is destructive hot.
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Don't say I never gave you anything," he said. " I gave you the stars. Good night, little sister.
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Anytime you feel love for anything, be it stone, tree, lover, or child, you are touched by the Goddess's magick...
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Over my dead body, I thought. Yes, even immortals use that phrase. It has extra oomph for us.
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You went to all that trouble just for my body?" I said, amazed and so grateful. Reyn looked up, irritation on his face. "Yeah. We were going to have you stuffed, as an example to future students." I grinned, "You could put me on wheels, move me from room to room.
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