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"Oh, now look what you've done. You've gone and pissed him off,' Breccan said as he stood behind two of the gypsies, one of his large hands clamped down on each of their shoulders."
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"Through the sacred verses filled with violence and self-righteousness, the minds of the angry individuals find a way to get rid of all their misery. At that unstable state of consciousness, they are drawn to the description of the Holy War. They visualize a glimmer of hope. They feel absolutely immersed in it. Finally when they emerge as holy warriors, they are no longer humans, from the emotional perspective. They emerge as wild beasts, neurologically almost unable to feel human emotions, like empathy, love, kindness and compassion. Consequently the whole world faces the wrath of the most primitive of all human elements in the name of God's judgment."
"Our talk is right and the other person's talk is wrong, however if a conflict occurs, then it is wrong."
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"What did you do? I mumble. He is just a few feet away from me now, but not close enough to hear me. As he passes me he stretches out his hand. He wraps it around my palm and squeezes. Squeezes, then lets go. His eyes are bloodshot; he is pale. "What did you do? This time the question tears from my throat like a growl. I throw myself toward him, struggling against Peter's grip, though his hands chafe. "What did you do? I scream. "You die, I die too Tobias looks over his shoulder at me. "I asked you not to do this. You made your decision. These are the repercussions."
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"Isn't he beautiful? His silky hair, his muscles so strong and powerful yet amazingly, he trembles slightly at my touch, and the more I stroke him, the more he leans into my hand,' Keirah said her eyes remaining on the horse. Yes, Keirah, the horse is a fine one,' Wharick said as he slowly walked closer to her. 'What I said was not to you, Gwarda,' she teased, 'I was speaking to the horse."
"Hi there. I am the Gwarda, Breccan, the good-looking, sweet one.' He winked. 'The one thundering, yet, remaining aloof,' he said loudly and continued, 'is Darius. He's a savage, you know,' he said quietly, leaning closer like he was telling her a secret."
"I'm pleased to know you realize she is mine, gypsy. Care to explain why it is that I find you here in the Gwarda arena and touching what belongs to me?"
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"Your fiery spirit excites me, Keirah, like nothing I have ever felt before. Yet I have the overwhelming desire to put you over my knee when you don't do as you are told."
"She knew without a doubt what he had said was true. They were created for each other. Destined for this time of reconciliation. For Keirah, it was a moment, no, it was the moment of a lifetime, and it would forever be engraved on her heart and etched in her soul to be remembered long after forever."
"You don't have a mommy,' Gunnar proclaimed as he walked around Breccan. 'Ok, I want my surrogate,' Breccan said as he sped up to catch the other men. Darius came forward to walk in step beside Wharick and whispered in a discreet tone, 'Please, let me kill him."
"We all have scars, Wharick. Mine happen to be on the the outside,' Kathel answered but knew what he said wasn't entirely true. He bore scars on the inside as well."
"Yes, I can see why so many are taken with you. You're so, so, so..' Vincent's words trailed off. He gazed off into the trees. 'What's the word I'm looking for?''Adorably handsome?' Breccan offered with a smug smile.'Incredibly stuck on yourself.'Vincent quickly gave his retort. 'Seriously, you're not that cute. And I mean that in every offending way possible."
"Breccan stood for a second, deep in thought of what Darius had just described. 'Dude, seriously, you gotta get a hobby. Oh, and anyone else want their mothers right now? Cause, damn, that was some scary shit,' he added."
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