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• The sh*t's gonna splatter, start buggin, yo..." Mencheres a Cat

  Jeaniene Frost

  Gato

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• It was ironic; he held her captive, yet she’d captivated him.

  Jeaniene Frost

  Ironic, Captives, Captivated

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• I do not understand this analogy," Mencheres muttered.

  Jeaniene Frost

  Analogías

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• First bubble baths. Now Disney parks. You're shattering every creep vampire myth I've ever heard.

  Jeaniene Frost

  Vampire, Parks, Firsts

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• Dead or not, you must be bored with women telling you how you look like the hottest, most exotic wet dream they’ve ever had. No wonder the thought of you, grapes, and some scented massage oils crossed my mind – and if you drop that towel again, I’m going to need a cold shower.

  Jeaniene Frost

  Dream, Oil, Bored

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• Burbujas. En una escala del uno al diez, un baño de burbujas tiene que ocupar el puesto cero en cuanto a las cosas que esperaría que un vampiro más viejo que la suciedad se permitiera. Lo único que me sorprendería más sería que sacaras un patito de goma. -Kira a Mencheres

  Jeaniene Frost

  Zero, Badass, Indulge In

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• You don't have to echo my feelings, Mencheres, but you can't talk me out of them either. I love you" Her smile was wry. "Deal with it.

  Jeaniene Frost

  Love You, Echoes, Feelings

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• Bath toys are reserved only for the oldest, more lethal vampires.

  Jeaniene Frost

  Vampire, Baths, Toys

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• Mencheres. Bones co-ruler, grandsire, Master vampire of incredible power, and the ally who unnerved me the most, had telekinetically held me down so Bones could boink me into submission enroute to the vampire holding cell? Sweet holy Jesus, let me have hallucinated hearing that!

  Jeaniene Frost

  Sweet, Jesus, Cells

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• Bones miró detrás de mí, con una mínima inclinación de cabeza. Me alejé de él, murmurando: "No te preocupes, no hace falta que Mencheres vuelva a sacar la camisa de fuerza invisible. No me he vuelto loco. Simplemente no lo había entendido hasta ahora". Parecía que seguía pensando en pedirle a Mencheres que me diera el golpe de gracia, así que me senté junto a Kira de forma muy deliberada, cruzando las manos sobre el regazo. Ya está. ¿No parecía tranquilo y cuerdo?

  Jeaniene Frost

  Locura, Manos, Preocupación

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• Mencheres dropped his hands from my shoulders. “You know that’s what he wants. He’ll want to trade, you for her.” “Then I’ll do it,” I said. Bones’s grip on me turned to steel. “No, you won’t.

  Jeaniene Frost

  Hands, Want, Steel

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• Does no one think to warn people before they meet me?" Vlad muttered, shooting an irritable look at Mencheres.

  Jeaniene Frost

  Pensamiento, Gente, Doe

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• Do I feel ancient to you now?" he murmered. "Too different from the person you loved before you knew this?" Her eyes were already glowing green, and her full lips parted. "No, you don't feel too ancient." Her voice was husky. "Or too different. You feel like mine. Whoever you were, whoever you are...you're mine." Mencheres smiled, his fangs stretching to their full length. "So you have spoken, so it shall be decreed. For all eternity.

  Jeaniene Frost

  Eye, Glowing, Voice

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• It's fine, Mencheres. Though if you'd told me I was about to meet such a legendary vampire, I would have grabbed the nicer silk drapery to wear instead," she replied, meeting Vlad's coppery green gaze with an arched brow.

  Jeaniene Frost

  Vampire, Green, Legendary

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• You chose to come to Paris, of all places,” Mencheres replied. So what? Got something against the French?

  Jeaniene Frost

  París

  Jeaniene Frost (2009). “Destined For an Early Grave: A Night Huntress Novel”, p.9, Harper Collins

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• Cat cleared her throat in the tense silence that followed. "Uh, before this goes any further, let’s at least introduce ourselves to your friend. I’m Cat, and this is my husband, Bones. We’re part of Mencheres’ twisted little fang family."

  Jeaniene Frost

  Husband, Cat, Silence

  "Eternal Kiss of Darkness". Book by Jeaniene Frost, July 27, 2010.

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• Mencheres slid through the water toward her, drawn by the same inexorable compulsion that led moths to dance with flames. He'd had several lifetimes' worth of reason, cold machinations, and, ultimately, emptiness. Perhaps the moths knew what he didn't, that the joy of the flame was worth the price of destruction.

  Jeaniene Frost

  Flames, Water, Joy

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