You are healed." Allegra nodded. "You are no longer a Silver Blood." She paused. "But you are no longer a vampire either." Bliss started. No longer a vampire-but what did that mean? Did it mean she was just human?
As an author you hope your characters have sparks but truly in the end they have minds of their own!
And Kingsley being Kingsley, he smiled as he pretended to pull the trigger.
Do not cry for me, Azrael. Do not waste your tears. You made your decision. And this is mine. Sacrifice seems to be my destiny. A funny thing for a selfish man, isn't it? They always called me weak back then.
He wasn't perfect, but he was perfect for her.
A bad boy can be very good for a girl.
A picture is worth a thousand texts.
Maybe weakness is a strength of a kind.
Bonds are like rules, they're meant to be broken.
I know you. I know this isn't you. And even if it is, I still love you. As much as I always have. You will always be mine. I will always love you, I promised you that when you left, and it's true now.
Instead of fearing the future, I should live and enjoy the present, she told herself.
Once you start telling people you're famous, they believe you.
You made a sacrifice. And heaven rewarded you.
She could not trust herself to hope—but without hope, she realized, she had no reason to go on.
It was maddening how your best friend could twist the knobs inside of you so much that it hurt.
Trust me to return to you." "I will wait forever. however long it takes.
The more things change, the more they stay different.
Kingsley smiled his Cheshire smile. And without a word, he called up the white darkness - the subvertio - a spell that unlocked what could not be unlocked, that destroyed what could not be destroyed. There was a rumbling, a shaking, like the strongest earthquake, and the iron gate crumbled, and the path began to melt. the demon shrieked, but Kingsley just looked at Mimi the entire time. "Azrael...
Memories were moving pictures in which meaning was constantly in flux. They were stories people told themselves.
Jack leaped over the gate, his sword aflame. To vanquish his foe and rescue his love.
When she reached the shallow end, Kingsley held out his hand and pulled her up, but she lost her step and fell into his arms, her body crushing momentarily against his.
Kingsley did the same, except he also removed his T-shirt, showing off his broad chest, tan and smooth. When had Kingsley had time to work on his tan? Mimi wondered.
Kingsley, ever the joker, had his Venator mark tattooed near his unmentionables
This is college?' Schyler asked. 'or Downton Abbey?
The rose fell into his lap, and he looked up, startled. Mimi grinned. "Hey handsom" Mimi sent. "What's up?" Jack replied, without speaking. "Just thinking of you." Jack's smile deepened, and he threw the rose back at her so that it landed in her lap. Mimi tucked it behind her ear and fluttered her eyelashes appreciatively.
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