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Tradition or not, I sometimes thought putting children on an old guy’s lap was already creepy enough. We didn’t need to mix alcohol into it.Richelle Mead
2
No, I thought. Not just Hell. Really, Heaven was just as guilty. What kind of group could advocate goodness and not allow its members to love?Richelle Mead
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How we love others is affected by how we love ourselves, and for the first time in a long time, I was whole.Richelle Mead
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Bless you, daugher of man, " Carter said, his eyes luminous and almost silver now. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes and caught my breath. His lips were both burning hot and icy cold.Richelle Mead