He pulled something out of his pocket and tried to stick it in her arm. A needle. He'd offered her hope, but then he was trying to hurt her. Poison. She pushed him away. "That wasn't nice.

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His blue-black hair fell over his face when he moved, like tiny arrows pointing to pronounced cheekbones. "Starting to think you were going to bail on me." "Didn't know you were expecting me," she said in what she hoped was a casual voice. He gets sexier every day. "Not Expecting, but hoping. Always hoping

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His face was pale, and he dropped to the floor so that he was half kneeling, half sitting before her. "Please. I can...help you."" No." She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Her mind felt clearer now. Everything made more sense when she wasn't so hungry. "I don't think I want the help you have." He cradled his bloody arm and tried to stand. "This isn't right. You aren't right. You aren't supposed to be here."" But I am.

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If he took her into his arms, he would keep her. He wouldn't let her suffer the way the other mortals had when he'd left them. He would keep her, with his court's permission or without it. Trial wouldn't take her, and Keenan wouldn't stand between them.

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In the end mortals always expired before faeries. They were such finite creatures. Their first heartbeat and breath were but a blink from death. To add the weight of nourishing his insatiable court in a time of peace was to hasten that unconscionably.

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I told them he'd be able to get you to go out." Dianne folded her winnings and tucked the bills into her blazer pocket. "Look at him."" He's right here, RI," Carla murmured, shooting Keenan an apologetic look." We've tried to teach her manners, but..." She shrugged. "It's like housebreaking a dog. If we'd had her when she was a puppy, maybe." Rianne smacked her on the arm, but she was grinning. "Woof, woof.

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It's okay. You're going to save me, Miss Marlene." The girl gave her a genuine look of happiness. "I know it. I knew if I found you everything would be okay.

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Keenan was staring at her, too intently for comfort. "I don't know why certain people shine for others. I don't know why you and not someone else." He gently pulled her forward and whispered, "But it's you I think of when I wake each morning. It's your face in my Dr

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Life is too short to read books that I'm not enjoying.

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