Obsidian Quotes

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Beautiful face. Beautiful body. Horrible attitude. It was the holy trinity of hot boys.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Why are you such an ass?" The words came out before I could think twice. "Everyone has to excel at something, right?" "Well, you're doing a great job.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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My palms itched to have a close encounter of the bitch-slap kind with his face.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Remind me," he paused, drawing in a stuttered gasp, "to never piss you off again. Christ, are you secretly a ninja?
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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I don't think he meant to kiss me," I said finally. "What? Did he slip and fall on your mouth? Those things are known to happen.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Will you show me what you really look like? You don't sparkle, do you?
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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The best fantasy is written in the language of dreams. It is alive as dreams are alive, more real than real ... for a moment at least ... that long magic moment before we wake. Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up in mud brown and olive drab. Fantasy tastes of habaneros and honey, cinnamon and cloves, rare red meat and wines as sweet as summer. Reality is beans and tofu, and ashes at the end. Reality is the strip malls of Burbank, the smokestacks of Cleveland, a parking garage in Newark. Fantasy is the towers of Minas Tirith, the ancient stones of Gormenghast, the halls of Camelot. Fantasy flies on the wings of Icarus, reality on Southwest Airlines. Why do our dreams become so much smaller when they finally come true? We read fantasy to find the colors again, I think. To taste strong spices and hear the songs the sirens sang. There is something old and true in fantasy that speaks to something deep within us, to the child who dreamt that one day he would hunt the forests of the night, and feast beneath the hollow hills, and find a love to last forever somewhere south of Oz and north of Shangri-La. They can keep their heaven. When I die, I'd sooner go to middle Earth.
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George R.R. Martin
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Daemon: I checked out your blog. Katy: Stalking me again, I see. Do I need to get a restraining order? Daemon: In your dreams, Kitten. Oh wait, I'm already starring in those, aren't I? Katy: Nightmares, Daemon. Nightmares.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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The day my internet was hooked up was better than having a hot guy check out my butt and ask for my phone number.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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You look like you got more of a bath than the car. I never thought washing a car would be so hard, but after watching you for the last fifteen minutes, I’m convinced it should be an Olympic sport.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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I've always found that the most beautiful people, truly beautiful inside and out, are the ones who are quietly unaware of their effect." His eyes searched mine intently, and for a moment we stood there toe to toe. "The ones who throw their beauty around, waste what they have? Their beauty is only passing. It's just a shell hiding nothing but shadows and emptiness.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Swimming was the last thing I wanted to do. Drowning him? Maybe.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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How long have you been standing there?" "Just long enough to see you give Daemon the middle finger." "He deserved it.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Holy Hawt Chemisty, Batman!
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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So the dickhead had a name. Daemonβ€”seemed fitting. And of course his sister would be as attractive as him. Why not? Welcome to West Virginia, the land of lost models.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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If she was mine, I'd cherish every inch of her. And I wanted to. Now
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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You don't look like an alien!' It seemed important to point that out. He arched a brow. 'And what do aliens look like?' 'Not...not like you,' I sputtered. 'They aren't gorgeous--' 'You think I'm gorgeous?' He smiled.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Ash is going to kick your ass, Daemon." Daemon's grin went up a notch. "Nah, she likes my ass too much for that.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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I bet you think things through, right? Accept candy from strangers and get into vans with a sign that reads free Kittens?
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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I was feeling the height of bitchiness.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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You haven’t locked yourself in any rooms or rocked in any corners, right?” I rolled my eyes and began walking again. β€œNo Daemon, but thanks for making sure I’m mentally sound and all.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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I didn't eat all of it." "Oh, so it ate itself?" Dee shrieked so loudly I thought I heard the rafters in the ceiling shake. "Did the spoon ate it? Oh wait, I know. The carton ate it." "Actually, I think the freezer ate it.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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I hate you and your freaky alien powers.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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You’re such an ass. Has…anyone ever told you that?” He flashed a genuinely amused smile. β€œOh, Kitten, every single day of my blessed life.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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I didn't tell you this because I'm sure you would've changed your mind about the dress." "What?" I frowned. "Does it make my butt look big?" She laughed. "No. You looked stunning in it." "Then what's the deal?" Her smile turned downright mischievous. "Oh, you know, just that the color red is Daemon's favorite.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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But no matter where I went, what I was running from would still be with meβ€”Kat. She wasn’t just back in the house, in that bed. She was with me now, inside me. And there was no outrunning that.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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I was always able to lose myself in reading. Books were a necessary escape I always gladly jumped into headfirst.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Oh, yeah.” Carissa nodded. β€œThey were googley-eyed in class on Friday. It was pretty steamy, the whole β€˜I’m screwing you with my eyes’ thing they had going on.” I choked on my drink. β€œThat was not what we were doing. We were talking!
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Am I glowing?" "Like a Christmas tree." "Not just the star?" The bed moved a little, and I felt his hand brush my arm. "No. You're super bright. It's kind of like looking at the sun.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Aliensβ€”if they existβ€”are little green men with big eyes and spindly arms or…or giant insects or something like a lumpy little creature.” Daemon let out a loud laugh. β€œET?” β€œYes! Like ET, asshole. I’m so glad you find this funny.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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I didn't want to spoil the mood. This was probably the longest Daemon and I had ever spoken without some statement earning him the finger.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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I couldn't stop staring at his mouth when he spoke. I bet he knew how to kiss. Perfect kisses too, ones that weren't wet and gross, but the kind that curled toes. I needed to stop looking at him in general.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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You look like you're twelve. No. Maybe thirteen, but my sister has this doll that kinda reminds me of you. All big-eyed and vacant.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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You're perfect for me,' I whispered in my own language.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Daemon arched a brow. 'Are you feeling me up, Kat? I'm liking where this is heading.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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This guy was flipping my bitch switch like nothing else.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout
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You know what they say about boys next door...
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Thanks,” I muttered and added under my breath, β€œDouchebag.” He laughed, deep and throaty. β€œNow that’s not very ladylike, Kittycat.” I whipped around. β€œDon’t ever call me that,” I snapped. β€œIt’s better than calling someone a douchebag, isn’t it?” He pushed out the door. β€œThis has been a stimulating visit. I’ll cherish it for a long time to come.” Okay. That was it. β€œYou know, you’re right. How wrong of me to call you a douchebag. Because a douchebag is too nice of a word for you,” I said, smiling sweetly. β€œYou’re a dickhead.” β€œA dickhead?” he repeated. β€œHow charming.” I flipped him off.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Daemon stilled above me. 'I won't hurt you, Kat.' His tone was softer, but still laced with fury as he tried to control me without doing any real damage. 'I could never hurt you.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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And this is why you don’t want me to be friends with Dee, because you were afraid that I’d find out the truth?” β€œThat, and you’re a human. Humans are weak. They bring us nothing but trouble.” My eyes narrowed. β€œWe aren’t weak. And you’re on our planet. How about a little respect, buddy.” Amusement flickered in his emerald eyes. β€œPoint taken.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Holding on to the past means you can never be open to having a future
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Laurann Dohner (Obsidian (New Species, #8))
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I needed to get a grip. Or a camera to memorialize this moment, because I bet I could make a money from a video of him. I could make a fortune... As long as he didn't open his mouth.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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I'm sure I look like a drowned cat." "You look fine. The wet look works for you." I scowled. "Now I know you're lying.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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You jerk." Grinning, he backed down the steps. "I'll see you at noon, Kitten." "I hate you," I hissed. "The feeling's mutual." He glanced over his shoulder. "Twenty bucks says you wear a once-piece swimsuit." He was insufferable.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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I'm not leaving, Kitten. You're going to do this." My mouth opened as did the door behind us. Stomach dropping, I turned to see Mom standing there in all her fuzzy-bunny pajama glory. Oh, for the love of God.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Daemon!" Dee called from the kitchen. "I need your help!" "We should go see what she's doing before she destroys your kitchen." He rubbed his hands down his face. "It's possible.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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one of the good things about being a woman is that my level of testosterone poisoning is lower than most men's.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Obsidian Butterfly (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #9))
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Arum: But where will your arrogance be when we absorb your powers? Daemon: In the same place as my foot. You know, as in up your ass.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Because this absolutely insane - the craziest thing I'd ever done. Worse than giving a one-star review, scarier than asking for an interview with an author I'd give my firstborn to eat lunch with, more stupid than kissing Daemon.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Oh no I know that look. What are you thinking? That this is the most ridiculous declaration of attraction I've ever heard
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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His hand rested above my hip, having a totally different impact on me. My skin tingled underneath the chiffon. Daemon cleared his throat as he glanced away. 'You...you look beautiful, by the way. Really too good to be with that idiot.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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He paused, his smug grin turning wicked as his eyes met mine. β€œWe could always have sex. I hear that uses up a lot of energy.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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I don’t know. I mean we haven’t talked about it. He literally left afterwards, and all he’s done since then is poke me with his pen.” β€œProbably because he wants to poke you with something else,” she said dryly
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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At least I don't look like a Christmas tree." "You look like the star atop the tree.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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I've always avoided confrontation in the past, but this guy was flipping my bitch switch like nothing else.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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He liked the way the obsidian reflected his light, the way its slick surfaces caught fire as he passed. Of course, he did not consider how black it would be when he was gone. My father has never been able to imagine the world without himself in it.
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Madeline Miller (Circe)
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Shit. I’d felt her up, in my sleep.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Doesn’t he own a shirt?” I asked, grabbing a spade. β€œUnfortunately, I don’t think so. Not even in the winter. He’s always running around half-dressed.” She groaned. β€œIts disturbing that I have to see so much of his…skin. Yuck.” Yuck for her. And hot damn for me.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Daemon followed me home after school. Literally. He tailed me in his new Infiniti SUV. My old Camry, with its leaky exhaust and loud muffler, was no match for the speed he wanted to go. I’d brake-checked him several times. He’d blown his horn. It made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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What is it about her that is so goddamned special?
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Obsidian Butterfly (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #9))
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I’ve always found that the most beautiful people, truly beautiful inside and out, are the ones who are quietly unaware of their effect.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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You're kind of dirty, Kitten." I blinked. Deny. Deny. Deny. "What did you say?
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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No. Sorry. You have spent months being the biggest jerk to me. You don't get to decide to like me one day and think I will forget that. I want someone to care for me like my dad cared for my mom. And you aren't him.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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To fight evil, you have to understand the dark.
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Nalini Singh (Heart of Obsidian (Psy-Changeling, #12))
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You probably even dream about me.” His gaze lowered to my mouth. I felt my lips part. β€œI bet you even write my name in your notebooks, over and over again, with a little heart drawn around it.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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In that moment, she reminded me of a fairy princess. Or maybe a cracked-out Tinker Bell
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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She's a stupid-' 'Be careful what you say next.' Daemon's voice was low but carried. 'Because what you don't know and what you can't possibly understand will get a bolt of light in your face.' My eyes widened, as did pretty much everyone's in the room. Ash swallowed thickly and turned her cheek, letting her blonde hair cover her face. 'Daemon,' Mr Garrison said, stepping forward. 'Threatening one of your own for her? I didn't expect this from you.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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I hurried upstairs and powered up my laptop. I checked on the review I'd posted last night. No comments. People sucked. But I did gain five new followers. People rocked.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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In the east," she says after a time, her gaze still downcast, "there is a tradition known as kintsukuroi. It is the practice of mending broken ceramic pottery using lacquer dusted with gold and silver and other precious metals. It is meant to symbolize that things can be more beautiful for having been broken." "Why are you telling me this?" I ask. At last she looks at me. Her irises are polished obsidian in the moonlight. "Because I want you to know," she says, "that there is life after survival.
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Mackenzi Lee (The Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue (Montague Siblings, #1))
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Out of all the paranormal books I'd read and reviewed, no one glowed like this. Some glittered in the light. Others had wings. No one was a freaking giant sun.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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My mouth opened as did the door behind us. Stomach dropping, I turned to see Mom standing there in all her fuzzy-bunny pajama glory. Oh for the love of God. Her eyes went from me to Daemon, completely misinterpreting everything. The glee in her eyes made me want to vomit on Daemon's head.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Dee loves it here. Before you came, she spent most of her days here." To Daemon, my arrival was the beginning of the end. The apocalypse. Kat-mageddon. "You know, I'm not going to get your sister in trouble." "We'll see.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up in mud brown and olive drab. Fantasy tastes of habaneros and honey, cinnamon and cloves, rare red meat and wines as sweet as summer. Reality is beans and tofu, and ashes at the end.
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George R.R. Martin
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Every Halloween I missed being a kid, getting to dress up and eat tons of candy. The only thing I got to do now was…eat tones of Candy. Not half bad
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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I checked out your blog.' Oh. Dear. Baby. Jesus. How did he find it? Wait. More importantly was the fact he HAD found it. Was my blog now googleable? That was awesomesauce with an extra heaping of sauce.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Dee, I think the reason why he stares at me is because he’s planning on ways to kill me and hide my body.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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So we literally made the earth move? A slight pause, before Kaleb said, I suggest we don’t engage in sex in populated areas.
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Nalini Singh (Heart of Obsidian (Psy-Changeling, #12))
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I thought people in small towns were supposed to be nice, not act like the son of Satan.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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My brother is moody." No shit
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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His hands slid around my head, pulling me back to his mouth. There was a cracking sound in the house. A fissure of electricity shot through the room. Something smoked. I didn’t care.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Some powers come more easily to others, but Matthew rocks at reading energies.” β€œWhat?” I set my fork back down. β€œOur biology teacher is an alien? Holy crap…all I can think of is that movie The Faculty.” Dee choked on her orange juice. β€œWe don’t snatch bodies.” I hoped not.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Once I got home, though, and saw several packages on my front porch, all the crap from the day disappeared. A few had smiley faces on them. Squealing, I grabbed the boxes. Books were inside-- new release books I'd preordered weeks ago.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Is this what you do with your spare time?” he asked me, ignoring his sister. β€œWhatβ€”are you deciding to talk to me now?” Smiling tightly, I grabbed a handful of mulch and dumped it. Rinse and repeat. β€œYeah, it’s kind of a hobby. What’s yours? Kicking puppies?
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Are you having a good time with…Ash?” β€œAre you having a good time with Happy Hands?” I bit down on my lip. β€œSuch a constant smartass.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Kat, say something insulting. Come on.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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either you're a whore, or you think I am. The first I'm willing to believe. The second I know isn't true.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Obsidian Butterfly (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #9))
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His voice deepened. "Sign them. WeΒ΄re in the bedroom and iΒ΄m giving you an order.
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Laurann Dohner (Obsidian (New Species, #8))
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I hate women who complain about being fat when they're like a size 5. Anything under size 5 isn't a woman. It's a boy with breasts.
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Laurell K. Hamilton (Obsidian Butterfly (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, #9))
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There was no doubt in my mind that Daemon believed revenge was a dish best served in my face.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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The shadow pulled away, moving forward quickly. My first instinct screamed Arum and to push away from it. I reached blindly for the obsidian necklace, realizing too late I didn’t have it anymore. β€œYou’re still having nightmares,” the shadow said. At the sound of the familiar voice, fear gave way to rage so potent that it tasted like a battery acid. I was on my feet before I knew it. β€œBlake,” I spat.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Origin (Lux, #4))
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What's your deal?" I asked in the hallway after class. "I know you did that." He shrugged. "So?" ... "That was rude, Daemon. You embarrassed him." ... "And I thought using your ... stuff would draw them here?" ... "That was barley a blip on the map. That didn't even leave a trace on anyone." He lowered his head until the edges of his dark curled brushed my cheek. I was caught between wanting to crawl into my locker or crawl into him. "Besides, I was doing you a favor." I laughed. "And how was that doing me a favor?" ... "Studying math wasn't what he had in mind." That was debatable, but I decided to play along ... "And what if that's the case?" "You like Simon?" His chin jerked up, anger flashing in his emerald eyes. "You can't possibly like him." ... "Are you jealous? ... Your jealous of Simon?" I lowered my voice. "Of a human? For shame, Daemon.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Anyway, back to the kids." "Well, one is a girl who looks about your age, and there's a boy." She grinned as she stood. "He's a hottie." A tiny piece of egg caught in my throat. It was seriously gross to hear Mom talking about boys my age. "Hottie? Mom that's just weird.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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For a moment, I pretended. Not that we weren't two different species, because I didn't see him that way, but that we actually liked each other. And then he shifted and rolled. I was on my back, and he was still on the move. His face burrowed into the space between my neck and shoulder, nuzzling. Sweet baby Jesus...Warm breath danced over my skin, sending shivers down my body. His arm was heavy against my stomach, his leg between mine, pushing up and up. Scorched air fled my lungs. Daemon murmured in a language I couldn't understand. Whatever it was, it sounded beautiful and soft. Magical. Unearthly. I could've woken him up but for some reason I didn't. The thrill of him touching me was far stronger than anything else. His hand was on the edge of the borrowed shirt, his long fingers on the strip of exposed flesh between the hem on the shirt and the band of the worn pajama bottoms. And his hand inched up under the shirt, across my stomach, where it dipped slightly. My pulse went into cardiac territory. The tips of his fingers brushed my ribs. His body moved, his knee pressed against me. I gasped. Daemon stilled. No one moved. The clock on the wall ticked. And I cringed.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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I captured her cheeks, pulling her back to my hungry mouth. Man, I couldn’t get enough of her taste, of how she gave it right back to me on all fronts. Her hands went to the button on my jeans. There was a cracking sound in the house. Most likely something had just went up in flames.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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β€žDid you just…clean a dish?” Dee backed away slowly, blinking. She glanced at Daemon. β€œThe world is going to end. And I’m still a vir—” β€œNo!” both the brothers yelled in unison. Daemon looked like he was actually going to vomit. β€œJesus, don’t ever finish that statement. Actually, don’t ever change that. Thank you.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout
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Except fang. I glared at him. "Go on, try to stop me, I dare you." It was like the old days when we used to wrestle, each trying to get the better of the other. I was ready to take him down, my hands curled into fist. "I was just going to say be careful," Fang told me. He stepped closer and brushed some hair out of my eyes. "And I've got your back." He motioned with his head toward the torpedo chamber. Oh my God. It hit me like a tsunami then, how perfect he was for me, how no one else would ever, could ever, be so perfect for me, how he was everything I could possibly hope for, as a friend, boyfriend, maybe even more. He was it for me. There would be no more looking. I really, really loved him, with a whole new kind of love I'd never felt before, something that made every other kind of love I'd ever felt feel washed out and wimpy in comparison. I loved him with every cell in my body, every thought in my head, every feather in my wings, every breathe in my lungs. and air sacs. Too bad I was going out to face almost certain death. Right there in front of everyone, I threw my arms around his neck and smashed my mouth against his. He was startled for a second, then his strong arms wrapped around me so tightly I could hardly breathe. "ZOMG," I heard Nudge whisper, but still fang and I kissed slanting our heads this way and that to get closer. I could have stood there and kissed him happily for the next millennium, but Angel, or what was left of her was still out there in the could dark ocean. Reluctantly, I ended the kiss, took a step back. Fang's obsidian eyes were glittering brightly and his stoic face had a look of wonder on it."Gotta go," I said quietly. A half smile quirked his mouth. "Yeah. Hurry back." I nodded and he stepped out of the air lock chamber, keeping his eyes fixed on me, memorizing me as he hit the switch that sealed the chamber. The doors hissed shut with a kind of finality, and I realized that my heart was beating so hard it felt like it was going to start snapping ribs. I was scared. I was crazily, deeply, incredibly, joyously, terrifyingly in love. I was on a death mission. Before my head simply exploded from so much emotion, I hit the large button that pressurized the air lock enough for the doors to open to the ocean outside. I really, really hoped that I would prove somewhat uncrushable, like Angel did. The door cracked open below me and I saw the first dark glint of frigid water.
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James Patterson (Maximum Ride Five-Book Set)
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The newcomer stood well over six feet, as tall as any Warden. His hair was dark, the color of obsidian, and it reflected blue in the dim light. Lazy locks slipped over his forehead and curled just below his ears. Brows arched over golden eyes and his cheekbones were broad and high. He was attractive. Very attractive. Mind-bendingly beautiful, actually, but the sardonic twist to his full lips chilled his beauty. The black T-shirt stretched across his chest and flat stomach. A huge tattoo of a snake curled around his forearm, the tail disappearing under his sleeve and the diamond-shaped head rested on the top of his hand. He looked my age. Total crush materialβ€”if it wasn’t for the fact that he had no soul.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (White Hot Kiss (The Dark Elements, #1))
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My eyelids flickered open again and focused on Daemon. He had his eyes closed as he leaned his head against the wall but I knew he was listening to everything. Dee talked about taking me home if my mom couldn’t leave. I was struck again by the twins. Daemon and Dee didn’t belong here, but I did. I could blend easily with the whitewashed walls and pale green curtains. I was as plain as the linoleum, but these two seemed to light the room with their flawless beauty and demanding presence. Ah, the medication was kicking in. I was poetic. And high. Bliss.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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I think it's obvious if you're wanted here or not." "Daemon," hissed Dee, her cheeks red. She turned to me, tears in her eyes. "He's not being serious." "Are you being serious, Daemon?" Ash turned in his lap, head cocked to the side. My heart was already pounding in my chest when his eyes met mine. His were sheltered. "Actually I was being serious." He leaned over the table, staring up at me through thick lashes. "You're not wanted here." Dee spoke again, but I was beyond hearing. My face felt like it was on fire. People around us were starting to stare. One of the Thompson boys was smirking while the other looked as though he wanted to crawl underneath the table for me. The rest of the kids at the table were staring at their plates. One of them snickered. I'd never been more humiliated in my life.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout (Obsidian (Lux, #1))
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Diana gave her a measured look and ducked down behind the counter. She came up a moment later with a sword about the length of Clary's forearm. "What do you think of this?" Clary stared at the weapon. It was undoubtedly beautiful. The cross-guard, grip and pommel were gold chased with obsidian, the blade a silver so dark it was nearly black. "It's a shortsword. You might want to look at the other side," said Diana, and she flipped the sword over. On the opposite side of the blade, down the center ridge, ran a pattern of black stars. "Oh." Clary's heart thumped painfully; she took a step away and nearly bumped into Jace, who had come up behind her, frowning. "That's a Morgenstern sword." "Yes, it is." The sword-seller's eyes were shrewd. "Long ago the Morgensterns commissioned two blades from Wayland the Smith-a matched set. You have doubtless seen the the larger sword already, for Valentine Morgenstern carried it, and now his son carries it after him." "You know who we are," Jace said. It wasn't a question. "Who Clary is." "The Shadowhunter world is small," said Diana, and she looked from one of them to the other. "I'm on the Council. I've seen you give testimony, Valentine's daughter." Clary looked doubtfully at the blade. "I've seen two men bear the larger version of that sword, and I hated them both. There are no Morgensterns in this world now who are dedicated to anything but evil." Jace said, "There's you." "I'll give it to you," said Diana. "You're right that people hate the Morgensterns; it's not the sort of item I could sell elsewhere. Or would necessarily want to. It should go to good hands." "I don't want it," Clary said. "If you flinch from it, you give it power over you," said Diana. "Take it, and cut your brother's throat with it, and reclaim the honor of your blood.
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Cassandra Clare (City of Heavenly Fire (The Mortal Instruments, #6))