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As for the age of electronics, Selena, I really don't want to get personal with something that comes with a warning label and batteries. (Grace)

As for the age of electronics, Selena, I really don't want to get personal with something that comes with a warning label and batteries. (Grace)

Sherrilyn Kenyon
Grace, Age, Batteries
Sherrilyn Kenyon (2002). “Fantasy Lover”, p.5, St. Martin's Paperbacks

No! I don’t want to Ouija, or do the pendulum thing, and I swear if I see one tarot card or rune stone I’ll yack cupcake all over you. (Grace)

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Cupcakes, Grace, Over You
Sherrilyn Kenyon (2002). “Fantasy Lover”, p.18, Macmillan

If I said I wouldn’t toss him out of my bed for eating crackers, would you leave me alone? (Grace) Maybe. What else wouldn’t you toss him out of bed for? (Selena) Eating greasy grimy gopher guts? (Grace)

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Grace, Leave Me Alone, Bed

Fine, but I’m not ripping the head off a voodoo chicken or drinking anything disgusting. (Grace)

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Drinking, Grace, Chickens
Sherrilyn Kenyon (2002). “Fantasy Lover”, p.19, Macmillan

I do have some leftover chicken and pasta. (Grace) And wine?...That’s acceptable (Julian) Look, buster, I’m not your cooking wench. Mess with me and I’ll feed you Alpo. (Grace)

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Wine, Grace, Cooking

She couldn’t very well let him join her in bed like that. Sure you could. No I can’t. Please? Hush, self, let me think.’ (Grace)

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Thinking, Self, Grace
Sherrilyn Kenyon (2002). “Fantasy Lover”, p.46, Macmillan

You know, I would date, if I could find a man worth shaving my legs for. (Grace)

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Men, Grace, Shaving

Grace? Are you tipsy? (Selena) Maybe just comfortably toasty. Pop tart toasty. (Grace)

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Grace, Pops, Tarts

You're not an idiot. You're just eccentric. (Selena) That's what they said about Mary Todd Lincoln. Until they locked her up. (Grace)

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Grace, Eccentric, Idiot

I worry about the men of your time, Grace. They all seem to be great fools. (Julian)

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Men, Worry, Grace
Sherrilyn Kenyon (2013). “The Dark-Hunters (The Collection Thus Far)”, p.213, Macmillan

Honey, you need to get laid. (Selena) Why don’t you speak a little louder, Lanie? I don’t think the guys in Canada were able to hear you. (Grace) Oh, I don’t know. They’re probably headed south even as we speak. (Waiter)

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Thinking, Guy, Grace

Or more precisely, is there anything I can do for you, ma’am? (Waiter) ‘How about a bag for my head, or a stick to beat Lanie with?’ (Grace)

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Grace, Bags, Sticks

So, what’s your style preference? (Grace) For what I have in mind, nudity works best. (Julian)

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Grace, Style, Mind

Why do I constantly feel as if all of you are speaking a foreign language? What is ‘grabbing a burger at the Hard Rock’ supposed to mean? (Julian) The Hard Rock Café is a restaurant. (Grace) You eat at a place that advertises its food is hard as a rock? (Julian)

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Mean, Rocks, Grace

Because I have no boobs. My ears stand out, and I have freckles all over me. (Grace) Boobs? (Julian) Breasts. (Grace) You have very nice breasts. (Julian) Thanks. What about you? (Grace) I have no breasts. (Julian)

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Nice, Grace, Ears

You have the optimism of a child. (Julian) Peter Pan all the way. (Grace)

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Children, Optimism, Grace

You would make a great teacher. (Grace) Commander to teacher. Why not call me Cato the Elder, and really insult me while you’re at it? (Julian)

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Teacher, Grace, Why Not
Sherrilyn Kenyon (2002). “Fantasy Lover”, p.162, St. Martin's Paperbacks

Don’t touch me. It makes my skin crawl. (Grace) Grace! I can’t believe you– (Selena) At least she didn’t spit in my face with her dying breath. (Julian) They shoot, they score. A direct hit straight through the heart and into the raw nerves. (Selena)

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Believe, Heart, Grace

Let him go, Julian. His entire body isn’t worth one molecule of yours. (Grace) (To Paul) Where I come from, we butchered worthless cowards like you just for practice. (Julian)

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Practice, Grace, Coward

Don’t cry for me, Grace. I’m not worth it. (Julian) Yes you are! (Grace) You are my saving Grace. Without you, I would never have known love. And I would never have known me again. (Julian)

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Grace, Saving, Cry

Oh, by the way, is this your armor? (Grace) It is, or was. (Julian) Can we keep it? (Grace) If you like. Why? (Julian) ’Cause, ooo baby, you are one hot tamale in that getup. This outfit alone will get you laid at least four or five times a day. (Grace)

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Baby, Grace, Hot

I want to be inside you so badly, Grace,” he whispered. “I want to feel your legs wrapped around me, feel your breasts against my chest, hear you moaning as I make slow, sweet love to you. I want your smell on my body, your breath on my skin.

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Sweet, Smell, Grace
Sherrilyn Kenyon (2009). “Fantasy Lover”, p.155, Hachette UK

I waited two thousand years for you, Grace Alexander,” he whispered in her ear. “And you were worth every second of it.

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Years, Two, Grace
Sherrilyn Kenyon (2002). “Fantasy Lover”, p.304, Macmillan

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