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Guilty Pleasures (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter #1) All Played Out (Rusk University #3)

On the way to the Mithran Council Chambers, better known at Yellowrock Securities as Fanghead HQ, among other less-than-respectful names, he gave me a litany of the security upgrades and I listened with half an ear. The European vampires were coming sometime, whenever they finished yanking Leo’s chain and got around to the actual visit, and Leo was planning to hold the initial reception in the ballroom.

A way to speed it forward, so that I may know what the future might bring. Mariko lifted her chin, and the heavy ornaments adorning her hair—styled in the classic coif of a bride—tugged at the mass of artificial strands near her crown. She grimaced, then sent a smile Suke’s way. Are the other ladies of court still cold to you? Mariko dropped her voice as she glanced to one side of the chamber, toward the group of girls to which Suke had once belonged. Mariko had learned that this trio contained the most desirable young ladies of the imperial court. Women with wealthy fathers, exorbitant dowries, and judgmental notions.Suke eyed them sidelong. Not cold. Simply indifferent.

Burning Both Ends (Guardian Witch #3)

So much for their absolute mercy. Mariko coughed through her laughter, the dryness in her throat catching her unawares.Another grin ghosted across Suke’s lips. Would you care for some water, my lady?Suke slipped past the maidservant Isa. She took hold of a square of soft linen and held the cloth to the rim before placing the cup against Mariko’s lips, for the long sleeves of Mariko’s formal bridal kimono were far too heavy to lift without assistance. It was known as a jūni-hitoe—a twelve-layered garment. A mountain of multicolored silk, beginning with a snow-white underrobe and ending with a rich purple coat that reminded Mariko of plums in springtime. Each hue had its own elaborate name. When all twelve layers were assembled, the garment’s colors comprised a poem. At her collar and along her sleeves, the tiers of fabric resembled a rainbow. The garment was ridiculously heavy, though it did look beautiful, in that way of outlandishly expensive things. Every kimono Mariko had ever worn before paled in comparison, and she’d been fortunate to don some spectacular garments in her short life.

The Maze of Bones ( The 39 Clues #1)

When Mariko caught signs of dismay on Isa’s face, she stopped short. What is it?Isa balked for an instant, as though she dared not offer any criticism.

If something is amiss, don’t be afraid to tell me. As I’ve been informed many a time in the last few days, all eyes will be upon me. Mariko smiled comfortingly.

Yes, my lady. Isa bowed. The rose-petal stain on your lips has bled down your chin.Throwing one leg off the bed, she glanced at the door. Too many questions cycled over and over in her head. She wanted to know what Lucian and Devlin had been talking about earlier, but she also . . . she also wanted to make sure Lucian was okay.

She hadn’t seen him since the kitchen. She didn’t even know if he was in the house.That need to comfort him probably made her incredibly stupid. Lucian didn’t come across as someone who wanted comforting and she wasn’t sure her desire to do so was purely out of a need to make sure he was all right.

Magic Bites (Kate Daniels #1)

She rose from the bed, pacing restlessly in her room. Her mind drifted to the things he’d done last night. The way he touched her, the way he—Pushing thoughts of Lucian out of her mind, she plopped back on the bed and picked up the journal. Carefully opening it, she discovered it was a diary and a sketchbook. There were pages where their mother wrote about what she did that day and then others filled with intricate, detailed doodles ranging from roses to portraits of people Julia had never seen before. Some pages had dates on the top. Others didn’t, but from skimming, Julia figured out that this was the journal used right before she died. Several regular pieces of paper were folded up and stuck between other pages. Julia pulled one out, feeling like a creep as she opened it.

It was a computer printout of what appeared to be old text messages or possibly some kind of chat. There were no names. Just bubbles of text.I know she doesn’t want us seeing each other anymore, but I don’t care. I love you and we will be together. They can’t stop us.

We just need to be more careful.Maybe we should just tell them.

Give them a chance to accept it.Are you serious? They’d kill us. For real.

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