“What was I supposed to say? ‘Oh yes, we had dinner together Wednesday night; he makes an incredible pad thai.’”
“Perhaps not that. She’s not much for food, as I understand it; she wouldn’t be impressed.”
“The skirt sections are so heavy.” she noted.
He smirked, “A leather sectioned skirt isn’t technically armor, but comes close.
The gods forbid mages from wearing armor after all.”
"E-Eva!" Her apprentice ran to her side, her hand patting Seraph's back, "Eva, what's wrong?!"
Seraph shook her head, sweat down her brow, mixing with the rivers of tears dripping from her chin, "That name...I know it. I know it!"
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“Indeed I have, dear Thurel, at the time of their appointments.” Esamus had a cruel gleam in his dark eyes. “They are all mute... I had their tongues ripped out years ago.”
“But they can write what they have heard.” Thurel protested. “They have hands...”
The old woman bristled and regarded Sandra with contempt. “Well, I just wanted to warn you that I don’t take kindly to any loud noises. I’m a light sleeper and it is absolutely horrible to be woken up in the middle of the night. So preferably no late night parties or trysts with boyfriends or-”
“You don’t need to worry about that,” Sandra cut in sharply as her fingers wrapped around the right key, having identified it by feeling the ridges along its edge. “I won’t be around much.”
She jammed the key into the lock and this time, it gave way easily. As she opened the gate, she turned to Dina and gave a sarcastic smile. “Oh and by the way, I’m single.”
“Oh, me?” Thomas rubbed the back of his head and chuckled. “I’m a police officer.”
She had not pegged him as the police type. Then again, she recalled he was into detective novels and such when he was young. Besides - she discreetly checked him out - it seemed like he was working out.
“That’s cool. Hey, don’t arrest me if you catch me speeding.” Sandra winked.
“Lovell! You’ve gotta follow Bron! He won’t be too far yet! But, if something goes wrong, get the hell out!”
Lovell half-turned to look at Hugh, a grimace on his face. “All right fine! But just for the record I don’t like this!” Lovell charged into the crypt with no further words.
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Here it goes:
"E-Excuse m-me..." the girl rescued earlier in the market, sitting on the couch parallel to the other, not quite understanding what the host was planning for her, tried to conceive some way of communicating with her supposed captor. "I-I..."
"Silence," Druko commanded. "It is extremely rude to interfere with someone else's reading."
“That was absolutely brilliant.” Nesmir whispered to her as she slumped backward into his waiting arms. “I’ve already relayed the information to the princess.”
“Good.” Iola nodded as she accepted the clay cup of water Heroth held out to her. “We can finish this tonight.”
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"It would be better if I wasn't tied down"
"Are you asking me to untie you?"
Moses looked at none of the men. “My captor doesn’t lock his car doors---his taste in music is terrible by the way. When he arrived here, I simply went upstairs to see if my stuff was still here.”
“You broke into my car?! And---wait, which songs did you hear?”
She sighed. "I am not trying to be rude, but this makes you look like a male concubine."
"Really? I'll just take that as a compliment then. Those concubines are, for sure, a sight to behold."
Shawn simpered as a grin crept across his features. “So you really do like her, Uncle Thomas.”
Red erupted across Thomas’s cheeks and he launched forward in his seat, ready to protest. But before he could deny it, Shawn added, “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone. It’ll be our secret.”
Deflating, Thomas sank back in his chair and massaged his forehead between his thumb and forefinger. “You really are incorrigible, Shawn.”
“Not so fast! Just give up and make it easy on yourself.” The spearman kept backing away, out of reach.
“I will kill you both.” Bron replied with savage intent.
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Mordecai sidles over to Aurelius. “Regret letting me dig him up?”
Aurelius presses his lips together to smother a laugh. “Well, I suppose if he turns out to be too annoying, we could always bury him again.”
“These are men trained for war, girl?” Kargan interjected. “Surrender is not an option for them.”
“Unless... they are commanded to do so.” Nesmir stepped in front of the larger man and looked into Iola’s eyes.
“Bartley, meet our new art teacher, Sandra.” Elise’s professional tone hid a chilly undercurrent.
As Sandra wore her practiced smile and introduced herself, the male teacher cupped their hands together.
“It’s a pleasure to have such a beautiful lady in our midst,” Bartley drawled. His thumb traced circles on the back of Sandra's hand. “I would love to take you around town sometime.”
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"You know I love you like my own son."
"You know—" I wanted to say but my sentence was cut short when I had to dodge the knife as it whizzed past my cheek and imbedded itself into the wall behind me.
“Does it please you to distress me?” she asked bitingly.
“It would please me if you brought me a clean cloth and a bottle of antiseptic.”
OOOOH This if fun!!!
Small part of chapter 2
"Ray, don't," Bryan slowly rose from his seat.
Ray's golden eyes shimmered with the darker color of the wolf that lived inside of him. Challenging Bryan with his look as he flicked the lighter and held the flame under the letter. When the fire started devouring the pages, he dropped it into the sink. "Aww...and now we'll never know," he mocked at the letter that smoldered away.