And you… do you know what you are?” “Stupid?” “Beautiful,” he says, his face turning red.
Something, Maybe(One character on another:) "Don't you know that I passionately dote on every chin on his face?
Strong PoisonIvashkov," she repeated, her face the picture of serenity. "My name is Sydney Ivashkov.
Silver ShadowsI love my best friends, but sometimes, I want to punch them in the face. Lovingly, of course.
Shame on YouLife was as real as the wind that stroked her face—not any less or any more. p. 52
Tomris: October 1942When faced with two equally tough choices, most people choose the third choice: to not choose.
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