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Your biggest dream? – nora grey kiss you. – patch cipriano

Becca Fitzpatrick

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You picked the seats you did for a reason, right? Familiarity. Too bad the best sleuths avoid familiarity. It dulls the investigative instinct.
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Bad Familaritty Instinct Investigate Pick Reason Seat Sleuth
I looked to the window. Patch was gone, but a single black feather was pressed to the outer pane, held in place by last night’s rain. Or angel magic
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Black Feather Held Look Magic Patch Press Single Window
His words filled my heart to the brim. I loved him in a way id never be able to express in words. He was part of me. And i was part of him. Tethered together for the rest of eternity.
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Express Fill Heart Loved Part Teather Together Word
Theres my date, i said. “fashionably late.” nora (p. 232)
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Your enemy’s enemy is your friend
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Enemy Friend Your
Vee scowled at him. She is famous for that scowl. It’s a look that does everything but audibly hiss.
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Audibly Everything Famous Look Scowled
When i’m wasted, i can almost forget who i am,” he said, his smile fading slightly. “i know i’m still there, but only barely. It’s a good place to be.” he tipped back the thermos, eyes on the dark sea straight ahead
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Almost Barely Good Nback Place Slightly Smile Still Trip Waste
…I need a boyfriend. And to get a boyfriend, you have to look good. Doesnt hurt to smell good too.
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Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing i could never have him.
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Any Better Brief Happiness Know Long Matter Officially Seem Torture
I don’t have the body for this,” i quipped, lifting my chin to a voluptous woman nearby who shook her hips zealously to the beat. “no curves.” jev’s eyes held mine. “are you asking my opinion?
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If i were thinking straight, i’d take you home right now.
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Home Now Right Straight Think
In the end, the only thing between us was silence.
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Between End Only Silence Thing
Chauncey seethed at the outrageous insult. “and your father?” he demanded, extending the sword. He didn’t yet know all his vassals, but he was learning. He would brand the family name of this boy to memory.
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Chauncey Farther Insult Learning Outreachous Seethed Sword Vasal
His were the kind of eyes that held secrets. The kind that lied without flinching. The kind that once you looked into them, it was hard to break away.
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Away Break Eye Flinching Hard Kind Lied Look Secret Them
She shrieked. “nora! What happened to the banister!” good thing she hadn’t seen her bedroom yet.
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Banister Bedroom Good Happened Seen Shrek Thing
Rollover minutes dont work with curfews.
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