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Karen Chance is an urban fantasy novelist. She grew up in Orlando, Florida. She has lived in France, Great Britain, Hong Kong and New Orleans, where she has taught history. She is currently living in DeLand, Florida.

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If I'm not supposed to be awake, why are you here?" I mumbled. "To be the little spoon.

Awake, Littles, Spoon, Spoons, Supposed

You know, I've lived a long time," he told me, massaging my calf more firmly now. "And I met a lot of people. But I ain't never met a woman made me want to beat her to death as often as you.

Death, Long, People, Time, Told, Want

I narrowed my eyes at it. Ming-de’s little gift, I assumed. “You look better in color,” I snapped. He sent me a sultry look over his shoulder. “Really? Most women think I look better in nothing at all.

Assumed, Color, Eye, Look, Sultry, Thinking

You are nothing like Christine!" he said, in my face. "She was a responsibility, a mistake I made when young and foolish, and from whom I came to believe I would never be free!" "Then what am I?" I challenged, staring up into blazing sapphire eyes. "A joy.

Believe, Eye, Free, Like, Mistake, Staring

Pritkin kissed like he did everything else, straightforward, accepting no prisoners and with an intensity that left me breathless. It was hot and hard and desperate, like he was starving for it, and I opened my mouth and took it, because, God.

Desperate, Hard, Hot, Mouths, Opened, Straightforward

So maybe it was just as well that my companion was more like Mulder. A coked-out Mulder with a lot of weapons, who knew that the monsters under the bed were real and would gut you.

Bed, Companion, Maybe, Monsters, Mulder, Real

My one-time roommate Claire had inherited the house from her uncle, and when she went off to bigger and better things, she’d left it in my care. And it needed a lot of it. Most importantly, it needed a new roof. There was a worrying stain on the ceiling of my bedroom that had started out roughly the shape of Rhode Island, but now looked more like North Carolina. Another few more days of rain and it was going to be Texas. And then it wouldn’t be anything at all because the battered old shingles were going to cave in on my head.

Bigger And Better Things, Rain, Shingles, Stain, Texas, Uncles

My one-time roommate Claire had inherited the house from her uncle, and when she went off to bigger and better things, she’d left it in my care. And it needed a lot of it. Most importantly, it needed a new roof. There was a worrying stain on the ceiling of my bedroom that had started out roughly the shape of Rhode Island, but now looked more like North Carolina. Another few more days of rain and it was going to be Texas. And then it wouldn’t be anything at all because the battered old shingles were going to cave in on my head.

Bedroom, Bigger And Better Things, Head, Island, Rain, Uncles

I turned over, and those big hands got to work on my back. I stifled a whimper in the pillow, because Marco's idea of a massage bore no resemblance whatsoever to the relaxing spa variety. There was no lavender oil, no soothing music, no hot towels. Just an all-out assault on cramped muscles, until they cowered in surrender and turned to Jell-O.

Hands, Idea, Ideas, Oil, Relaxing, Towels

I hadn't realized how much I'd relied on his scowls or his shrugs or his grudging looks of approval to help me figure something out-until they weren't there anymore. Or how I could talk to some people about a lot of things but only to him about everything. And how unbelievably valuable that was.

Approval, Help, Looks, People, Scowls, Unbelievably

Laura won’t hurt you,” I said, wrestling him for control. “She’s one of the sweetest ghosts I ever met. She just likes to play. ” “Yeah, I bet. With my bones, if I had any!” “She isn’t like that!” “Sure. ’Cause when the innocent little girl shows up in a horror flick, it’s always a good thing!

Girl, Hurt, Met, Said, Thing, Wrestling

Pritkin gave me a little shake and I eyed him without favor. The only other occasions when I had been dragged back in time, the trip had been triggered by proximity to a person whose past was being threatened. I have to tell you,” I said frankly, “if someone is trying to mess with your conception or something, I’m not feeling a pressing need to intervene.

Dragged, Feelings, Frankly, Past, Triggered, Trying

Fools fight; winners think.

Fighting, Fool, Fools, Think, Thinking, Winners

I lay there, no longer fighting, since my head was spinning too much. And because I wasn’t going to win anyway. And because I kind of liked the feeling of sensual captivity, at least by this particular jailer.

Feeling, Feelings, Fighting, Jailer, Kind, Winning

A gentleman would have announced himself!” I told him, pressing against the side of the tub. “And a scoundrel would have joined you. ” -- Kit Marlowe to the witch Gillian (shortly before joining her in the tub!)

Gentleman, Gillian, Joined, Joining, Marlowe, Tubs

And why not?” “You know why! This is a bad idea. ” “Perhaps I like a challenge. ” “Perhaps you’re a glutton for punishment!” “Perhaps I am in love.

Challenges, Ideas, Know, Love, Punishment

Great. I'd been dumped in Hell's waiting room.

Dumped, Hell, Room, Waiting, Waiting Rooms

Pritkin and Mircea mixed like oil and water, only not so well.

Like, Mixed, Oil, Oil And Water, Water

My new 9mm didn’t fit my hand as well as my old one, but it was rapidly becoming a familiar weight. At first I’d decided it was okay to wear as long as I shot only at supernatural bad guys who were already shooting at me. Lately, I’d had to broaden that definition to anytime my life was in danger. I was currently leaning toward a slightly more comprehensive rule somewhere between proactive self-defense and the-bastards-had-it-coming, which, if I survived long enough, I intended to blame on my deranged partner rubbing off on me.

Bad, Broaden, Hands, Long, Self, Slightly

Then why are you getting dressed?” “Maybe I don’t like being the only naked one in the room,” I said sarcastically. And immediately regretted it. “That is easily remedied,” he told me, and pulled off his sweater.

Maybe, Naked, Remedied, Rooms, Said, Sweaters

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