Rachel Caine - Michael Quotes

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But – Michael, you said you didn't know Oliver, and– I didn't, until he killed me. We were never formally introduced.

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I'm faster than the rest of you, if.. Because I'm a vampire, Michael said, and it was some kind of breakthrough for him to say that. If you get in trouble, I'll be there. Nice, Shane said. I'm warming up to this bloodsucking thing, Mikey. No, you're not. Okay, no, I'm not, but right now let's pretend I am.

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No, Michael was all good. Killed, dismembered, buried, reborn…yeah, just another day in the life.

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Maybe you're not his type." Michael said "Oh, now you're just being insulting.

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She keeps asking me where we're going." "Yeah," another voice said. It was Shane, pulling up a chair beside Claire. "Girls do that. They've always got to be taking the relationship somewhere." "That's not true!" "It is," he said. "I get it; somebody's got to be looking ahead. But it makes guys think they're-" "Closed in," Michael said. "Trapped," Shane added. "Idiots," Claire finished.

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MIchael went to her and put his arms around her.,and we can heard eve let out a little, sad sob as she melted against him. Michael- "Shhh..." he whispered. "It's okay baby

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Bite me, Goth princess, Shane called from the back. Not literally or anything. Maybe you should say that to Michael. Not funny, Eve, Michael said. Eve raised her eyebrows and held her fingers up, measuring off about an inch. Little bit, she said.

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Hey, Mikey? You get her hurt and I'll end you." "You let anything happen to Eve and I'll do the same," Michael said. He'd just finished kissing Eve, too. "While you're at it, don't get yourself killed, either, bro." "Ditto. And don't kiss me.

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No, Shane said. I'm not leaving you two here alone. We stick together. I'm still not kissing you, Michael said. Tease.

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He let Shane drop back down in his chair, and walked out, back stiff. Furious. Shane sat with his hands clutching at the armrests. He exchanged a stunned look with Eve, and they both stood up at once. "No," Shane said. "I did it. Let me fix it." He went off after Michael. Eve chewed her lip and said, "Well, we're either going to see half the house destroyed, or their bromance is going to go all the way.

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But that quickly faded, and he frowned. "You're bleeding," he said. "What happened?" Claire sighed and held up her wrist to show him the bandage. "Man, you would be so embarrassed if I said it was something else." Michael looked blank. "I'm a girl, Michael, it could have been all natural, you know. Tampons?

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You can't be serious, Eve said. Guys. People get eaten in places like this. At the very least, we get locked in a room and terrible, evil things get done to us and put on the Internet. I've seen the movies. "Eve, Michael said. Horror movies are not documentaries.

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Seriously, Shane said, this kind of is the worst situation we've ever been in, right? Speak for yourself, Michael said. I got myself killed last year. Twice. Oh yeah. You're right—last year really sucked for you.

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He's not doing anything he shouldn't be doing, right?" "Like what?" "Like hitting on you." "Ew. No, of course not. He doesn't see me that way." Michael shook his head and went back to his coffee. "What? You think he does?" "Sometimes he looks at you a little... oddly, that's all. Maybe you're right. Maybe he just wants you for your blood." "Again, Ew! What's with you this morning?" "Not enough coffee.

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Claire. Wake up. She blinked and realized that her head was on Shane's shoulder, and Michael was nowhere to be seen. Her first thought was, Oh my God, am I drooling? Her second was that she hadn't realized she was so close to him, snuggled in. Her third was that although Michael's part of the couch was empty, Shane hadn't moved away. And he was watching her with warm, friendly eyes. Oh. Oh, wow, that was nice.

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If you ask me if I'm imagining it again, I'm going to punch you out, Dead Man Walking. Michael raised his eyebrows and glanced at Eve. He doesn't sound crazy. Er, she clarified, crazier. He sounds like he's back to normal, which is baseline crazy.

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Whatever, crazy chick who maybe lives here and maybe also breaks into Michael's house when they're all gone. I'm out. Have a nice delusion. -Shayne

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Shane: "Bro," he said, in an injured tone, "I had to go out with a flamethrower, and you weren't there to see it." Michael: "Pics or it didn't happen." Shane: "Dude, little busy for pics. You know, throwing flame." - Black Dawn

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Michael might have become a vampire, but watching him stand outside in the night air, breathing in his freedom Claire thought that was as human as it could get.

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Michael had to pound me a couple of times to convince me not to go stage a rescue." Shane shrugged. "He hits like a girl, for a vampire.

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Michael patted him on the shoulder. I like this plan, he said. You and Eve, picking up cake and flowers, and you can't even say a word. Should be tons of fun. Shane almost choked, and gave Michael a sideways glare. Michael sent him a hundred-watt smile in return—no fangs, which was probably for the best.

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Anybody else think that was weird? Shane asked as they got into the car. Eve sent him an exasperated glance; the three of them were, of course, in the backseat. Amelie had the front, with Michael. Ya think? In general, or in particular? Weird that we got through the entire thing, and I didn't have to hit anybody. There was a moment of silence. Michael said, as he started the car, You're right, Shane. That is strange.

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Dammit, Michael, get out of my room, you pervert! Could you even be a pervert if you were dead? She supposed you could, if you had a working body half the time. I swear, I'm going to start taking my clothes off! The cold spot stayed resolutely put until she got the hem of her T-shirt all the way up to her bra line, and then faded away. Chicken, she said, and paced the room, back and forth.

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