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Don't Be Too Hasty," She Warned. "conserve Your Strength. If You're Too Eager To Fight The Undead, You May Find Yourselves Joining Them. Then You'd Never See Us Again, And We'd Be Very Sad." "yes," Said Christian. "i'd Cry Into My Pillow Every Night." I Resisted The Urge To Kick Him. "well, I Couldn't Visit If I Was Strigoi, Yeah, But Hopefully I'd Just Die A Normal Death. Then I Could Come See You As A Ghost.

Adrian Tipped My Face Up Toward His And Kissed Me. Like Always, The World Around Me Stopped Moving. No, The World Became Adrian, Only Adrian.

Why Not Wear A Scar Of Motherhood? Better Than A Tattoo Or A Mark Of Honor. Let The World Know What You've Achieved.

(men Without Ambition Are Boring) And That Attitude, Mistress, Is Why The Females Of Your Kind Continue To Struggle For Equality. And Why They Continue To Fail.

We’re Suckers For This, Sydney. Men. You’ve Got Me Completely Helpless Right Now. You’re So Beautiful And Alluring, And We Guys Can’t Help Ourselves. We Fight Wars For You, Cajole You . . . And You Put Up With Us. We Have It Easy Here In Bed.” She Turned My Face Toward Hers. “this Wasn’t Exactly Difficult For Me.” “but We Still Have It Easy. You’re The Strength, The Pillars . . . Our Defenders, Our Children’s Defenders.