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favorite phrase of the day:

“I’m not dying alone in the fucking basement,” he growled through gritted teeth.

“You won’t,” Sami said. “You’re far too stubborn for that.”

favorite phrase of the day

[disclaimer: this is an excerpt of my fifth book and may contain spoilers if you’ve not read any of the others]

He expected to find Laurel fast asleep. She sat, instead, straight-backed as the armchair she had pulled close to the rear window, her hands upturned on her lap. The light of the waning moon bathed the room silver-blue. Loath to disturb her, he placed the cups on the beside table and sat on the bed.

“I feel like I’ve been through nine different kinds of hell,” she said, her voice barely a whisper.

“Have you slept at all?” he asked.

She gave a short laugh. “With nightmares and beasts.”

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excerpt: eventide

His voice caught when he opened his mouth to speak, so he cleared his throat. “Are you okay?” he asked, not moving from the archway.

“I’m tired. I shouldn’t have done this now.” She spoke to her knees.

“I don’t think there’s any social etiquette on the proper time to discuss vampires.” He came into the room, placed the wine bottle on the coffee table, and bit back a laugh at the expression Laurel wore–as though she didn’t know whether it was polite to laugh at his awful joke.

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favorite phrase

Favorite phrase of the day:

She had to stop this evil magic that gnawed at her from the inside and would soon consume her as it dripped from her pores; she couldn’t go through every single day for the rest of her life, no matter how short.

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[disclaimer: this is an excerpt of Twilight and may contain spoilers if you’ve not read any of the prior four books]

Favorite Phrase of the Day

…”How about we have some milk, okay?” She nodded and raised her arms to him. He carried her like a newborn down to the kitchen where he sat her on the counter while he measured into a pot on the stove equal parts of enough milk and honey for both of them. Sami picked up the heavy Mason jar of honey and licked off the honey he had spilled. He laughed at her. “Does that taste good?”

She gave her head a vigorous shake. “It’s yucky.” She made a face and set the jar back on the counter.

“Then maybe you shouldn’t go around licking things.” He stirred the milk and honey to keep it from sticking. While he stirred, he infused it with enough calming energy to send them both back to sleep.

“Like Aunt Pen’s kitty?”

“Exactly like Aunt Pen’s kitty.” Michael bit the insides of his lips to keep from laughing again. During a quick visit to Penelope’s house, the child had licked poor Buster, Penelope’s outside ‘farm cat’. And this had been a near disaster as neither Michael nor Penelope had been quite sure how to remove the copious amounts of cat hair from Sami’s tongue. Buster hadn’t trusted Sami since…

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favorite phrase of the day

Favorite Phrase of the Day:

No divine intervention on to answer her question ever came to him. He wasn’t even sure how to explain Laurel’s death to his own soul, let alone their child.

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Favorite Phrase(s) of the day:

1. A glance at the wall clock told him the hour was still more toward morning, about half past breakfast.

2. And you, big brother, have unwritten poetry in your eyes.

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