Everything in my life has been leading up to this," he whispered. "Everything that's happened, everything I've done has been worth it because it's brought me here.
He spoke in telegram-as if every word he used cost five bucks, and he only had a twenty in his wallet. - Suzanne Brockmann
He spoke in telegram-as if every word he used cost five bucks, and he only had a twenty in his wallet.
- Suzanne Brockmann
Marriage equality is coming, and not merely to a theater near you. - Suzanne Brockmann
Marriage equality is coming, and not merely to a theater near you.
Life. Unfair and painful at times. But always moving forward, always shifting,changing, with times relentless passage smoothing down jagged parts unt… - Suzanne Brockmann
Life. Unfair and painful at times. But always moving forward, always shifting,changing, with times relentless passage smoothing down jagged parts unt…
If he's at this party, I want you to stay far away from him." "Shouldn't that rule apply to you, and Jules, too? Unless your penises make you magical… - Suzanne Brockmann
If he's at this party, I want you to stay far away from him." "Shouldn't that rule apply to you, and Jules, too? Unless your penises make you magical…
Recovering from a gunshot wound is not a vacation. You need to, like, write that on your hand or something. - Suzanne Brockmann
Recovering from a gunshot wound is not a vacation. You need to, like, write that on your hand or something.
This wasn't Weirdville, this was fricking Wonderland. Alice here was all grow up, but she was still chowing down on too much of that psychedelic mush… - Suzanne Brockmann
This wasn't Weirdville, this was fricking Wonderland. Alice here was all grow up, but she was still chowing down on too much of that psychedelic mush…
You love me,” he said. “That’s all I need to know.” “You always say the right thing,” Savannah told him, her eyes so filled with love that he almost … - Suzanne Brockmann
You love me,” he said. “That’s all I need to know.” “You always say the right thing,” Savannah told him, her eyes so filled with love that he almost …
My favorite color is you. - Suzanne Brockmann
My favorite color is you.
Forget about writing to Penthouse. This one was going to be a story for their grandkids. - Suzanne Brockmann
Forget about writing to Penthouse. This one was going to be a story for their grandkids.
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