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Obsidian (Lux, #1)
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Wow. Just wow. This is really a brilliant book. The author really planned out the history of Daemon and Dees' race. She explained the fact that they were aliens very well and put her own twist on alien myth, no more giant, man-eating insects from outer space any more!! This definitely earned a place on my favourites shelf.
I really liked Katy. She was unlike most heroines I know. She probably couldn't throw a successful punch but, damn, did she have a mouth on her. She could easily respond to anyone taunt, jibe, remark or any thing said to her in a matter of seconds. Daemon being an ass (as he tends to be)? Sends him an insult right back and makes sure it stings but, unfortunetly for her, it never really seems to bother him all that much, at least from what we see. Jennifer also really succeeding in letting all of us bookish, nerdy girls relate to her. Katy has a book blog and does all of the regular blog things like "Waiting on Wednesday" and "In My Mailbox". I will be the tiniest bit spoilery here (but not all that much it's just a quick thing and not really important) ******* I think it's really cute when Daemon sees one of Katy's "In My Mailbox" videos!!************ Anyway I found Katy to be a brilliant heroine who relates really well to anyone who actually reads. Katy is in awe of authors and says that she remembers asking for an interview with an author who she would give her firstborn to them just to have lunch with them.
What I really loved was the banter between Daemon and Dee and the especially the banter between Katy and Daemon. I also think that daemon now tops the list of my "Oh why aren't you real so I could go out with you instead of what's-her-face from the book???" Not that I don't love Katy but I just love Daemon. Did you see the cover?? That's him!!!! Isn't he gorgeous???
Jennifer's writing was enticing. It pulled right into the book and whenever I needed to get out to, well, eat or shower she would pull me back in with the mysterious writing like it was saying "This next bit is important, you can't leave now, don't you want to know what happens next??" Yeah I read it every spare moment I had and loved it to pieces. You know when you see the hero's name on the page of a book when he's first come into the scene? Like with Jace in TMI or just the guy you want the heroine to end up with? You giggle and smile and get asked by anyone around you "Good book?" or "What are you laughing at?" and to the first question you reply "OF COURSE" and to the second you quickly say "Nothing!". Yeah that.
Buy this book. Get from a library. Whatever, just read it!! 5/5 Brilliant book Jennifer! Or Ms. or Mrs. Armentrout, whatever you want to be called!
I really liked Katy. She was unlike most heroines I know. She probably couldn't throw a successful punch but, damn, did she have a mouth on her. She could easily respond to anyone taunt, jibe, remark or any thing said to her in a matter of seconds. Daemon being an ass (as he tends to be)? Sends him an insult right back and makes sure it stings but, unfortunetly for her, it never really seems to bother him all that much, at least from what we see. Jennifer also really succeeding in letting all of us bookish, nerdy girls relate to her. Katy has a book blog and does all of the regular blog things like "Waiting on Wednesday" and "In My Mailbox". I will be the tiniest bit spoilery here (but not all that much it's just a quick thing and not really important) ******* I think it's really cute when Daemon sees one of Katy's "In My Mailbox" videos!!************ Anyway I found Katy to be a brilliant heroine who relates really well to anyone who actually reads. Katy is in awe of authors and says that she remembers asking for an interview with an author who she would give her firstborn to them just to have lunch with them.
What I really loved was the banter between Daemon and Dee and the especially the banter between Katy and Daemon. I also think that daemon now tops the list of my "Oh why aren't you real so I could go out with you instead of what's-her-face from the book???" Not that I don't love Katy but I just love Daemon. Did you see the cover?? That's him!!!! Isn't he gorgeous???
Jennifer's writing was enticing. It pulled right into the book and whenever I needed to get out to, well, eat or shower she would pull me back in with the mysterious writing like it was saying "This next bit is important, you can't leave now, don't you want to know what happens next??" Yeah I read it every spare moment I had and loved it to pieces. You know when you see the hero's name on the page of a book when he's first come into the scene? Like with Jace in TMI or just the guy you want the heroine to end up with? You giggle and smile and get asked by anyone around you "Good book?" or "What are you laughing at?" and to the first question you reply "OF COURSE" and to the second you quickly say "Nothing!". Yeah that.
Buy this book. Get from a library. Whatever, just read it!! 5/5 Brilliant book Jennifer! Or Ms. or Mrs. Armentrout, whatever you want to be called!
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“Thanks,” I muttered and added under my breath, “Douchebag.”
He laughed, deep and throaty. “Now that’s not very ladylike, Kittycat.”
I whipped around. “Don’t ever call me that,” I snapped.
“It’s better than calling someone a douchebag, isn’t it?” He pushed out the door. “This has been a stimulating visit. I’ll cherish it for a long time to come.”
Okay. That was it. “You know, you’re right. How wrong of me to call you a douchebag. Because a douchebag is too nice of a word for you,” I said, smiling sweetly. “You’re a dickhead.”
“A dickhead?” he repeated. “How charming.”
I flipped him off.”
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He laughed, deep and throaty. “Now that’s not very ladylike, Kittycat.”
I whipped around. “Don’t ever call me that,” I snapped.
“It’s better than calling someone a douchebag, isn’t it?” He pushed out the door. “This has been a stimulating visit. I’ll cherish it for a long time to come.”
Okay. That was it. “You know, you’re right. How wrong of me to call you a douchebag. Because a douchebag is too nice of a word for you,” I said, smiling sweetly. “You’re a dickhead.”
“A dickhead?” he repeated. “How charming.”
I flipped him off.”
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“I couldn't stop staring at his mouth when he spoke. I bet he knew how to kiss. Perfect kisses too, ones that weren't wet and gross, but the kind that curled toes.
I needed to stop looking at him in general.”
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I needed to stop looking at him in general.”
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“I'm not leaving, Kitten. You're going to do this."
My mouth opened as did the door behind us. Stomach dropping, I turned to see Mom standing there in all her fuzzy-bunny pajama glory. Oh, for the love of God.”
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My mouth opened as did the door behind us. Stomach dropping, I turned to see Mom standing there in all her fuzzy-bunny pajama glory. Oh, for the love of God.”
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“I didn't want to spoil the mood. This was probably the longest Daemon and I had ever spoken without some statement earning him the finger.”
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“I'm sure I look like a drowned cat."
"You look fine. The wet look works for you."
I scowled. "Now I know you're lying.”
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"You look fine. The wet look works for you."
I scowled. "Now I know you're lying.”
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“Daemon!" Dee called from the kitchen. "I need your help!"
"We should go see what she's doing before she destroys your kitchen." He rubbed his hands down his face. "It's possible.”
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"We should go see what she's doing before she destroys your kitchen." He rubbed his hands down his face. "It's possible.”
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“I think it's obvious if you're wanted here or not."
"Daemon," hissed Dee, her cheeks red. She turned to me, tears in her eyes. "He's not being serious."
"Are you being serious, Daemon?" Ash turned in his lap, head cocked to the side.
My heart was already pounding in my chest when his eyes met mine. His were sheltered. "Actually I was being serious." He leaned over the table, staring up at me through thick lashes. "You're not wanted here."
Dee spoke again, but I was beyond hearing. My face felt like it was on fire. People around us were starting to stare. One of the Thompson boys was smirking while the other looked as though he wanted to crawl underneath the table for me. The rest of the kids at the table were staring at their plates. One of them snickered.
I'd never been more humiliated in my life.”
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"Daemon," hissed Dee, her cheeks red. She turned to me, tears in her eyes. "He's not being serious."
"Are you being serious, Daemon?" Ash turned in his lap, head cocked to the side.
My heart was already pounding in my chest when his eyes met mine. His were sheltered. "Actually I was being serious." He leaned over the table, staring up at me through thick lashes. "You're not wanted here."
Dee spoke again, but I was beyond hearing. My face felt like it was on fire. People around us were starting to stare. One of the Thompson boys was smirking while the other looked as though he wanted to crawl underneath the table for me. The rest of the kids at the table were staring at their plates. One of them snickered.
I'd never been more humiliated in my life.”
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“Beautiful face. Beautiful body. Horrible attitude. It was the holy trinity of hot boys.”
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“The day my internet was hooked up was better than having a hot guy check out my butt and ask for my phone number.”
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“You look like you're twelve. No. Maybe thirteen, but my sister has this doll that kinda reminds me of you. All big-eyed and vacant.”
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“I've always found that the most beautiful people, truly beautiful inside and out, are the ones who are quietly unaware of their effect." His eyes searched mine intently, and for a moment we stood there toe to toe. "The ones who throw their beauty around, waste what they have? Their beauty is only passing. It's just a shell hiding nothing but shadows and emptiness.”
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“But no matter where I went, what I was running from would still be with me—Kat. She wasn’t just back in the house, in that bed. She was with me now, inside me. And there was no outrunning that.”
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“How long have you been standing there?"
"Just long enough to see you give Daemon the middle finger."
"He deserved it.”
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"Just long enough to see you give Daemon the middle finger."
"He deserved it.”
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“Ash is going to kick your ass, Daemon."
Daemon's grin went up a notch. "Nah, she likes my ass too much for that.”
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Daemon's grin went up a notch. "Nah, she likes my ass too much for that.”
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“Dee loves it here. Before you came, she spent most of her days here."
To Daemon, my arrival was the beginning of the end. The apocalypse. Kat-mageddon. "You know, I'm not going to get your sister in trouble."
"We'll see.”
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To Daemon, my arrival was the beginning of the end. The apocalypse. Kat-mageddon. "You know, I'm not going to get your sister in trouble."
"We'll see.”
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“Remind me," he paused, drawing in a stuttered gasp, "to never piss you off again. Christ, are you secretly a ninja?”
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“I didn't tell you this because I'm sure you would've changed your mind about the dress."
"What?" I frowned. "Does it make my butt look big?"
She laughed. "No. You looked stunning in it."
"Then what's the deal?"
Her smile turned downright mischievous. "Oh, you know, just that the color red is Daemon's favorite.”
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"What?" I frowned. "Does it make my butt look big?"
She laughed. "No. You looked stunning in it."
"Then what's the deal?"
Her smile turned downright mischievous. "Oh, you know, just that the color red is Daemon's favorite.”
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“And this is why you don’t want me to be friends with Dee, because you were afraid that I’d find out the truth?”
“That, and you’re a human. Humans are weak. They bring us nothing but trouble.”
My eyes narrowed. “We aren’t weak. And you’re on our planet. How about a little respect, buddy.”
Amusement flickered in his emerald eyes. “Point taken.”
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“That, and you’re a human. Humans are weak. They bring us nothing but trouble.”
My eyes narrowed. “We aren’t weak. And you’re on our planet. How about a little respect, buddy.”
Amusement flickered in his emerald eyes. “Point taken.”
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“Why are you such an ass?" The words came out before I could think twice.
"Everyone has to excel at something, right?"
"Well, you're doing a great job.”
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"Everyone has to excel at something, right?"
"Well, you're doing a great job.”
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“You look like you got more of a bath than the car. I never
thought washing a car would be so hard, but after watching you for the last fifteen minutes, I’m convinced it should be an Olympic sport.”
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thought washing a car would be so hard, but after watching you for the last fifteen minutes, I’m convinced it should be an Olympic sport.”
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“So the dickhead had a name. Daemon—seemed fitting. And of course his sister would be as attractive as him. Why not? Welcome to West
Virginia, the land of lost models.”
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Virginia, the land of lost models.”
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“Am I glowing?"
"Like a Christmas tree."
"Not just the star?"
The bed moved a little, and I felt his hand brush my arm. "No. You're super bright. It's kind of like looking at the sun.”
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"Like a Christmas tree."
"Not just the star?"
The bed moved a little, and I felt his hand brush my arm. "No. You're super bright. It's kind of like looking at the sun.”
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“Oh, yeah.” Carissa nodded. “They were googley-eyed in class on Friday. It was pretty steamy, the whole ‘I’m
screwing you with my eyes’ thing they had going on.” I choked on my drink. “That was not what we were doing. We were talking!”
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screwing you with my eyes’ thing they had going on.” I choked on my drink. “That was not what we were doing. We were talking!”
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“I bet you think things through, right? Accept candy
from strangers and get into vans with a sign that reads free Kittens?”
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from strangers and get into vans with a sign that reads free Kittens?”
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“Aliens—if they exist—are little green men with big eyes and spindly arms or…or giant insects or something like a lumpy
little creature.” Daemon let out a loud laugh. “ET?”
“Yes! Like ET, asshole. I’m so glad you find this funny.”
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little creature.” Daemon let out a loud laugh. “ET?”
“Yes! Like ET, asshole. I’m so glad you find this funny.”
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“You haven’t locked yourself in any rooms or rocked in any corners, right?”
I rolled my eyes and began walking again. “No Daemon, but thanks for making sure I’m mentally sound and all.”
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I rolled my eyes and began walking again. “No Daemon, but thanks for making sure I’m mentally sound and all.”
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“Some powers come more easily to others, but Matthew rocks at reading energies.”
“What?” I set my fork back down. “Our biology teacher is an alien? Holy crap…all I can think of is that movie The Faculty.” Dee choked on her orange juice. “We don’t snatch bodies.”
I hoped not.”
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“What?” I set my fork back down. “Our biology teacher is an alien? Holy crap…all I can think of is that movie The Faculty.” Dee choked on her orange juice. “We don’t snatch bodies.”
I hoped not.”
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“Because this absolutely insane - the craziest thing I'd ever done. Worse than giving a one-star review, scarier than asking for an interview with an author I'd give my firstborn to eat lunch with, more stupid than kissing Daemon.”
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“What's your deal?" I asked in the hallway after class. "I know you did that."
He shrugged. "So?"
... "That was rude, Daemon. You embarrassed him." ... "And I thought using your ... stuff would draw them here?"
... "That was barley a blip on the map. That didn't even leave a trace on anyone."
He lowered his head until the edges of his dark curled brushed my cheek. I was caught between wanting to crawl into my locker or crawl into him. "Besides, I was doing you a favor."
I laughed. "And how was that doing me a favor?"
... "Studying math wasn't what he had in mind."
That was debatable, but I decided to play along ... "And what if that's the case?"
"You like Simon?" His chin jerked up, anger flashing in his emerald eyes. "You can't possibly like him."
... "Are you jealous? ... Your jealous of Simon?" I lowered my voice. "Of a human? For shame, Daemon.”
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He shrugged. "So?"
... "That was rude, Daemon. You embarrassed him." ... "And I thought using your ... stuff would draw them here?"
... "That was barley a blip on the map. That didn't even leave a trace on anyone."
He lowered his head until the edges of his dark curled brushed my cheek. I was caught between wanting to crawl into my locker or crawl into him. "Besides, I was doing you a favor."
I laughed. "And how was that doing me a favor?"
... "Studying math wasn't what he had in mind."
That was debatable, but I decided to play along ... "And what if that's the case?"
"You like Simon?" His chin jerked up, anger flashing in his emerald eyes. "You can't possibly like him."
... "Are you jealous? ... Your jealous of Simon?" I lowered my voice. "Of a human? For shame, Daemon.”
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“My mouth opened as did the door behind us. Stomach dropping, I turned to see Mom standing there in all her fuzzy-bunny pajama glory. Oh for the love of God. Her eyes went from me to Daemon, completely misinterpreting everything. The glee in her eyes made me want to vomit on Daemon's head.”
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“You jerk."
Grinning, he backed down the steps. "I'll see you at noon, Kitten."
"I hate you," I hissed.
"The feeling's mutual." He glanced over his shoulder. "Twenty bucks says you wear a once-piece swimsuit."
He was insufferable.”
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Grinning, he backed down the steps. "I'll see you at noon, Kitten."
"I hate you," I hissed.
"The feeling's mutual." He glanced over his shoulder. "Twenty bucks says you wear a once-piece swimsuit."
He was insufferable.”
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“Anyway, back to the kids."
"Well, one is a girl who looks about your age, and there's a boy." She grinned as she stood. "He's a hottie."
A tiny piece of egg caught in my throat. It was seriously gross to hear Mom talking about boys my age. "Hottie? Mom that's just weird.”
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"Well, one is a girl who looks about your age, and there's a boy." She grinned as she stood. "He's a hottie."
A tiny piece of egg caught in my throat. It was seriously gross to hear Mom talking about boys my age. "Hottie? Mom that's just weird.”
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“She's a stupid-'
'Be careful what you say next.' Daemon's voice was low but carried. 'Because what you don't know and what you can't possibly understand will get a bolt of light in your face.'
My eyes widened, as did pretty much everyone's in the room. Ash swallowed thickly and turned her cheek, letting her blonde hair cover her face.
'Daemon,' Mr Garrison said, stepping forward. 'Threatening one of your own for her? I didn't expect this from you.”
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'Be careful what you say next.' Daemon's voice was low but carried. 'Because what you don't know and what you can't possibly understand will get a bolt of light in your face.'
My eyes widened, as did pretty much everyone's in the room. Ash swallowed thickly and turned her cheek, letting her blonde hair cover her face.
'Daemon,' Mr Garrison said, stepping forward. 'Threatening one of your own for her? I didn't expect this from you.”
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“For a moment, I pretended. Not that we weren't two different species, because I didn't see him that way, but that we actually liked each other.
And then he shifted and rolled. I was on my back, and he was still on the move. His face burrowed into the space between my neck and shoulder, nuzzling. Sweet baby Jesus...Warm breath danced over my skin, sending shivers down my body. His arm was heavy against my stomach, his leg between mine, pushing up and up. Scorched air fled my lungs.
Daemon murmured in a language I couldn't understand. Whatever it was, it sounded beautiful and soft. Magical. Unearthly.
I could've woken him up but for some reason I didn't. The thrill of him touching me was far stronger than anything else.
His hand was on the edge of the borrowed shirt, his long fingers on the strip of exposed flesh between the hem on the shirt and the band of the worn pajama bottoms. And his hand inched up under the shirt, across my stomach, where it dipped slightly. My pulse went into cardiac territory. The tips of his fingers brushed my ribs. His body moved, his knee pressed against me.
I gasped.
Daemon stilled. No one moved. The clock on the wall ticked.
And I cringed.”
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And then he shifted and rolled. I was on my back, and he was still on the move. His face burrowed into the space between my neck and shoulder, nuzzling. Sweet baby Jesus...Warm breath danced over my skin, sending shivers down my body. His arm was heavy against my stomach, his leg between mine, pushing up and up. Scorched air fled my lungs.
Daemon murmured in a language I couldn't understand. Whatever it was, it sounded beautiful and soft. Magical. Unearthly.
I could've woken him up but for some reason I didn't. The thrill of him touching me was far stronger than anything else.
His hand was on the edge of the borrowed shirt, his long fingers on the strip of exposed flesh between the hem on the shirt and the band of the worn pajama bottoms. And his hand inched up under the shirt, across my stomach, where it dipped slightly. My pulse went into cardiac territory. The tips of his fingers brushed my ribs. His body moved, his knee pressed against me.
I gasped.
Daemon stilled. No one moved. The clock on the wall ticked.
And I cringed.”
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“You don't look like an alien!' It seemed important to point that out.
He arched a brow. 'And what do aliens look like?'
'Not...not like you,' I sputtered. 'They aren't gorgeous--'
'You think I'm gorgeous?' He smiled.”
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He arched a brow. 'And what do aliens look like?'
'Not...not like you,' I sputtered. 'They aren't gorgeous--'
'You think I'm gorgeous?' He smiled.”
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“His hand rested above my hip, having a totally different impact on me. My skin tingled underneath the chiffon. Daemon cleared his throat as he glanced away. 'You...you look beautiful, by the way. Really too good to be with that idiot.”
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“I don't think he meant to kiss me," I said finally.
"What? Did he slip and fall on your mouth? Those things are known to happen.”
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"What? Did he slip and fall on your mouth? Those things are known to happen.”
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“Daemon stilled above me. 'I won't hurt you, Kat.' His tone was softer, but still laced with fury as he tried to control me without doing any real damage. 'I could never hurt you.”
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“Oh no I know that look. What are you thinking?
That this is the most ridiculous declaration of attraction I've ever heard”
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That this is the most ridiculous declaration of attraction I've ever heard”
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