Abraham,” I said. “Please.” He lifted his torturous lips from my neck and gazed down at me, hazel eyes holding an animal intensity. “Yes?” he whispered. “Kiss me,” I whispered. “Just for the me that I am. Just for this now.” That slash of a smile pulled at his lips: rakish delight. “For this you. Forever.

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Devon Monk Quotes

Hey, rock dude, are you destroying the house? Causing mayhem? Who’s a ferocious gargoyle? Stoney’s a ferocious gargoyle.

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Mouth in gear, brain stuck in neutral.

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I don’t know what’s happened to you. You used to be such a nice girl. Now you’ve gone all stabby and whatnot.

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For a brief, weird minute I felt like Dorothy in Oz, walking down the street with Terric the doubtful, Shame the brainless, and heartless Zay.

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Instinct told me it was dangerous. I could handle dangerous. Dangerous and me went back a long way. We did lunch when dangerous was in town.

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Keep digging, Flynn. Six feet makes a grave.

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Whether you approach your dreams on soft feet or in a breathless run, just so long as you acknowledge that your dreams are valuable and worthy of pursuing, then you’ve made it.

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Since I didn’t have a spork handy, I leaned over the sink and scooped up a palmful of cold water and pressed it against my face. There had to be a better option than a violent sporking. There had to be a way to get rid of my dad.

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Maybe in the morning, sunlight would to turn him back into a statue; then I could take Stone out to the forest where he could frolic among the ferns, gurgle at streams, and make friends with the other interesting rocks.

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Night Owls is a fast, fun read that kept me turning the pages. Lauren M. Roy delivers a plot that zips, dialogue that zings, and a cast of characters you’ll cheer for to the very end. Thumbs up!

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Rock, meet stubborn place.

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Trace of Magic caught me up fast and pulled me in tight for a fun, action-and-sass adventure full of deadly magic and dangerous romance. Diana Pharaoh Francis delivers a downright terrific read.

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Romance

Let go of the past, of the things I wanted, of the people I loved, and move forward.

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The price for using dark magic is death, so that goes a long way toward deterring users.

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Don’t know about my knives, but my gun’s made of pain.

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I doubt she likes the idea of seeing him put back in a cage.” “Maybe not,” he said. “But she knows that the Authority are the only people who might be able to help him.” “Or kill him,” I said. “That too. What is life without risk?” “Long?” Terric laughed, a sort of high whooping that made me – and Zayvion, much to my surprise – smile. Contagious. For all he had a serious exterior, Terric was the guy you’d want to sit next to at a funny movie, just to hear him laugh.

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Hope is born from ashes and love yeilds to no other power. Return to your heart.” A.

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He was like tides, rolling in and out with an endless calm, with grace, with beauty.

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Abraham,” I said. “Please.” He lifted his torturous lips from my neck and gazed down at me, hazel eyes holding an animal intensity. “Yes?” he whispered. “Kiss me,” I whispered. “Just for the me that I am. Just for this now.” That slash of a smile pulled at his lips: rakish delight. “For this you. Forever.

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The cute was powerful with this one.

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