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Sense and Sensibility Grave Sight (Harper Connelly #1)

Au Bohair Pub was hard to miss. The two-story structure had been painted a startling robin’s-egg blue and was sandwiched between a lime-colored hat shop and a cranberry-colored bakery. Even this early in the day, it had a festive, game-day feel, music and people spilling out onto the sidewalk in front of it, a collective cloud of cigarette smoke hovering in the air. When we got to the edge of the crowd, Ian ran up to a man standing near the doorway wearing worn denim overalls. Do you know where I can find Miriam?

Are you settled? Is something wrong? Something’s wrong, isn’t it?Ella please respond. I would call the college but I don’t know how to call international and the Skype thing you set up for me says I need money to call. I thought the point of it was that it’s free??? Anyway, just let me know you’re safe because in my bones I think something might be wrong.

Too Consumed (Consumed #2)

I heave a sigh. Now is not the time for her to go all Chicken Little on me. I type:Tell your bones to relax. I’m fine. Just exhausted. Will write more tomorrow.I hesitate, as I always do at writing I love you, so I just write, XO, E.

Carnal Secrets (The Phoenix Pack #3)

I glance at a few more e-mails in my in-box, but everything is becoming one big blur. I look at the clock on my computer: 6:30. A totally reasonable bedtime.For the most part I sleep soundly, but every time the clock tower chimes, my dreams change like slides in a projector. At the seven o’clock chime, the door to my room opens.

It takes me a moment to realize I’m no longer dreaming.

Awake! For Morning in the Bowl of NightProbably because she wants to host, I told Alana. I could see caring a lot more about the topic if you have to talk about it for the next however many weeks.

I wouldn’t mind hosting, Alana said.You’d make a good host. It sounded like torture to me.

The Shadowhunters Codex

What job would you want? she asked.I shrugged. Research, I guess.

Here’s hoping we get our first picks. She tapped her pen against mine in a writing-utensil toast.The bell rang, and I shoved my notebook into my backpack. I stood up, and someone knocked against my shoulder as he walked by.

Hello. Distance, Frank said, and kept walking.At least you stayed dry this time, he threw back over his shoulder, and then exited the classroom.

For a second I was confused, but then I remembered the lake that morning. Frank had been the guy on the WaveRunner. He had sprayed me on purpose. An entire year in the same small class as Frank Young was not going to be fun.When I got home from school, I stopped by the kitchen, where Mom was stirring a pitcher of iced tea.

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