You see something you like?" I asked, echoing something I'd said to him ling ago, when he'd caught me in a compromising position at school. "Lots," he said. -Rose (Roza) to Dimitri
Richelle MeadOkay. Now you have to move your arms and legs.โ โI know how to make a snow angel.โ โThen do it! Otherwise, youโre more like a chalk outline at a police crime scene.
Richelle MeadWhat's up?" Christian asked. "Need some hairstyling tips?" "Tips you stole from me? No thanks. But I hear you've got a really good bacon meatloaf recipe." It was worth it then and there to see his complete and total surprise. "Since when do you cook?" he finally managed to stammer. "Oh, you know. I'm a Renaissance man. I do it all. Send it if you've got it, and I'll give it a try. I'll let you know if I make any improvements." His smirk returned. "Are you trying to impress a girl?" "With cooking?" I pointed at my face. "This is all it takes, Ozera.
Richelle MeadMentorโs Official and Complete Procedural Handbook on Initial Succubus Intake and Probationary Period (Abridged). โAbridged?โ I spun toward Jerome. โTell me youโre getting back at me for the time I accused you of wearing Old Spice.โ โThat oneโs still coming,โ said the demon. โThis oneโs for real.
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