Doing here, George. The supportive chuff he got in return was exactly the vote of
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Eaning down, it became amply clear that Rhamp had deployed the hot bomb. And Qhuinn had to admit, as he undid the buckle and got the kid back out, that he kind of respected the effort, man to man.Yeah...
He was ever alone now, set apart from those around him, separated by a divide he could see across but never cover. To be without family was a strange, unseeable prison, the bars of loneliness and root...
He was going to go to Jane’s house and pull some romantic shit. He wasn’t sure what, maybe like flowers or something. Well, flowers and him installing that security system. ’Cause nothing said lovin’...
He was probably too young to be this old, but life had a way of being about experience, rather than calendar days.
Hurt—ever. But especially not like that. God, he
I am... absolutely destroyed at the loss. (--manny)
It was finally, after all these years… Blay.
It was one of the frickin’ Golden Girls:
Now he knew why God didn’t give people superpowers. Humans were dangerous enough as it was. . .
Resting I’m-going-to-kill-someone-and-light-their-house-on-fire face.
She thought about what happily-ever-afters were about, and decided that true love didn’t mean effortless, and ever-after wasn’t about cruise control. You started with the attraction, and then you open...
So where does the cumberbatch go? As
The two of them all GQ’d up for Last Meal. Both wore slacks, not jeans, and sweaters, not sweatshirts, and loafers, not shitkickers. They were clean-shaven, cologned, and coiffed, but they were not sh...
Thought the hard part about being a dad was going to be the arguments—like her bringing some knuckle-dragging mouth breather home and expecting me not to slice off his smooth criminals and plant them...
We are every age we have ever been at each moment in our lives. We carry it all with us like luggage.
«No» sibilò.Con la voce che gli risuonava nel cranio decise di ascoltare se stesso. Basta. Doveva chiuderla lì.Molto tempo prima aveva perso la testa per quella persona.No c’era motivo di perdere anch...
«Passare del tempo con te è come guardare la vernice che si asciuga.» La voce di Lassiter riecheggiò fino alle stalattiti appese all'alta volta della Tomba. «Senza neanche che la casa migliori. Il che...
A cold blast hit him and he laughed at the sting as he stepped outside, surveyed the night sky, and drank deeply.Such a good liar he was. Such a good one.Everyone thought he was fine because he'd camo...
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