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“I swear,” Lia continued with a wave of her hand, “serial killers are so predictable. It’s always all ‘I want to watch you suffer’ and ‘let me quote Shakespeare while I imagine dancing on your corpse.’”
air. I love you like the ocean loves the sand. I love you like peanut butter loves jelly, and I want to have your babies.”
“Nothing says virility in a man like misplaced anger and counting to the number three.”
Some things you remember. Some things you don’t. Some things you’ll shudder at—and some things you won’t.
“Is your blood pretty, too?”
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Without order, there is chaos. Without order, there is pain.
