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"The second the door closed after him Laire started jumping, a huge smile on her face and her body shaking in repressed excitement. "I'll go, I'll go, I'll go. You don't even like the Oracle. Let me."Before the first words were out of Laire's mouth, Fallon started to shake her head, and as soon as the green-haired woman took a breath, Fallon used it as her opportunity to say, "No way.""Please please please.""Let me rephrase. No way in hell."Laire stopped jumping, a small pout coming to her lips. How she had been able to prevent an ankle fracture while jumping on those spikes, Larissa would never know. "Why not?""Because if they have an orgy going on, you'll want to join. And if they don't have an orgy going on, you'll want to start one. I'll take Aislynn with me." ~ Danielle Monsch
"The Oracle handed her a small, leather bound booklet, about as thick as a pamphlet, and said, "You are a teacher, yes?"It was nice of the Oracle to phrase things in the form of a question and let people feel they were imparting information. "Yes, I am.""Excellent. I know teachers value learning, and this book has very valuable information on gargoyles. If Terak remains part of your life, this you'll want to know."Larissa weighed it in her hand. "This is a very light history."The Oracle arched one fine brow. "Why would I bother with that? This, my dear, is about how gargoyles mate." ~ Danielle Monsch
"How many did she kill?""Dozens, my Lord, until her sword was dull with the blood of her enemies."Reign stroked the edge of the dagger with his forefinger until a drop of blood was drawn. The blood absorbed into the blade. "Only that? I will see her bathed in blood before me." ~ Danielle Monsch
"men needed to explain the basics to him. A How to Deal with Women summit. Nothing would bond the races faster." ~ Danielle Monsch
"Laire, get back here! You do not drink before we meet with our mortal enemy." ~ Danielle Monsch
"With a slow, deliberate movement, he pushed his hand into the fall of her hair, wrapping a thick strand around his fingers and wrist. His voice dropped, deepening as he spoke words meant for her. "I love your hair. The color of blood at its most fragrant and powerful."The light tug on the strands didn't hurt. Instead it sensitized her. The swirl of color in his eyes was myriad shades of red reflected and magnified. "You should let go now," she said, low even tones that matched his own.The corner of that edible mouth lifted, baring a fang. "Never." ~ Danielle Monsch
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