Why Not The Bahamas? Or The Corn

You…you Need To Move On,” I Managed. Yes, That Was A Sound Reason. “you Need To Find Someone Else. You Know I Don’t—that I Can’t. Well, You Know. You’re Wasting Your Time With Me.” He Remained Firm. “it’s My Time To Waste.

He Was Too Perfect, Despite Being One Of The Most Imperfect People I Knew.

People Really Want To Set Up These Rivalries Because There's A Lot Of Vampire Books Out There. People Want To Believe We're All Fierce Rivals, And Really There's Just So Much Camaraderie With Authors. Everyone Kind Of Boosts Each Other.

Well There You Go. Even A Psychopath Recognized Your Worth Enough To Want To Kill Someone Else First." I Didn't Know Whether To Laugh Or Cry.

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