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CALL ME PATCH. NO REALLY, CALL ME By Becca Fitzpatrick Call Patch

John-who-wasn't-gonna-get-none By J.r. Ward

Now comes the hard part. Peyton, Peyton, Peyton. Just say Peyton. By S.a. Tawks Peyton Part Hard

Renfield, my ass. What I had on my hands was a Van Helsing. By Jordan Castillo Price Renfield Ass Helsing Van Hands

Kerrick the weed. By Maria V. Snyder Kerrick Weed

We gotta do it for Johnny...Let's do it for Johnny! By S.e. Hinton Johnny Gotta

Nash." Lola nodded toward the disappearing SUV. "Deputy Grayson." She grinned. "His first name is Nash. He's one of the four Grayson brothers. Every last one of them is tall, dark and so handsome they'll make your panties damp. By Elle James Nash Suv Grayson Deputy Lola

favorite junior officers (Weston was a first lieutenant By Nathan J. Allison Weston Favorite Officers Lieutenant Junior

version of Amber. By Traci Hohenstein Amber Version

Where the hell is Ralph? By Jandy Nelson Ralph Hell

King of tha westcoast By Snoop Dogg King Westcoast Tha

on the outskirts of Johnson By Scott Pratt Johnson Outskirts

Mitch", but then reattach it and call it "Mitch-all-together. By Mitch Hedberg Mitch Reattach Call

Do ya, now?Jaxson Ryan By T.l. Alexander Jaxson Ryan

I'm taking you to lunch, sunshine.""Like hell you are, trail mix.""My name is Daniel. By Tessa Bailey Sunshine Daniel Lunch Trail Mix

Mr. Clausc/o North PoleDear Joe... By Charles M. Schulz Clausc Joe North Poledear

There was no one around called 'Val' when I was young, so I wanted to be John or Bill. Now I like it. By Val Kilmer Val Bill John Called Young

I need him, Marion - I need him. By J. Tullos Hennig Marion

I was snagged around the midriff and thrown back to the bed, my head hitting the pillows, and Vance Crowe rolled his body over mine. I stilled and looked up into his dark, lushy-lashed eyes."Oh my God," I breathed."Mornin'," he said to me, like we woke up next to each other every day."Oh my God," I breathed again. His hair was not in a ponytail but falling down around his face and shoulders and, I kid you not, he looked like a Native American Warrior God. "Do I have your attention?" he asked. By Kristen Ashley God Vance Crowe Bed Pillows

Jacob, inspector of shadows, miraculous interpreter of squirmy gut feelings, seer and slayer of real and actual monsters - By Ransom Riggs Jacob Inspector Shadows Miraculous Feelings

Beaumont. Tyler. Grady.""Wait, whoa, full names? What the hell, Garrett? By Abigail Roux Beaumont Wait Garrett Tyler Grady

That leaves Decker and what's his name, Mr. I'm Too Sexy for My Shirt. By Suzanne Brockmann Shirt Decker Sexy Leaves

Aw, here is the owner of your sac," Vaughn announced when I appeared. "Take good care of it, darlin. Judd lives a dangerous life and balls are occasionally necessary." "He can sign them out for special occasions. By Bijou Hunter Vaughn Sac Appeared Darlin Owner

Little Walter I would've liked to have played with. By Johnny Winter Walter Played

There's a lot of letters in Ladanian Tomlinson By John Madden Tomlinson Ladanian Lot Letters

Motherfucking-super-spermed-son-of-a-goat-from-Ohio! By Nicole Jacquelyn

Jasper. Little brother. My heart. By Peter Heller Jasper Brother Heart

Brownsville, having missed their road and wandered in the By Diana Gabaldon Brownsville Missed Road Wandered

town. In the back of his By Jodi Picoult Town Back

doting, the guy on the sideline at By Brian Haig Doting Guy Sideline

Obvious, Elbert. By Nicole Sager Elbert Obvious

California Congressman By David Mccullough Congressman California

While at BUD/S - Marcus Luttrell. By Chris Kyle Bud Marcus Luttrell

Arnold Layne, Don't do it again! By Pink Floyd Layne Arnold

Bergen, and Oldfield. The By James Ellroy Bergen Oldfield

Whitney: Where is your home? Clayton: Wherever you are. By Judith Mcnaught Whitney Clayton Home

Raphael meet Avery. By J. Lynn Avery Raphael Meet

Nincompoops. (Quincy, By Raven Pitts Nincompoops Quincy

Lucille," Norma Jean whispered loud enough for me to hear from my foliage hideout. She leaned over her walker and adjusted her glasses. "Is that Willis Harvey up front by Elsa?""Well, pinch my pooch, I believe it is," Lucille said. "I barely recognize him with his clothes on. By Ann Charles Norma Jean Lucille Hideout Whispered

Dex The Dick. Dex The Kind Grump was shoving his tongue down my throat. My boss. Dex. Charlie. The guy who signed my paychecks. By Mariana Zapata Dick Dex Kind Grump Throat

I'm in love with Tucker Avery. By Cynthia Hand Avery Tucker Love

Trouthe is the hyest thyng that man may kepe. By Geoffrey Chaucer Trouthe Kepe Hyest Thyng Man

The best in the state, Cannabis Cup winner for sure. Smiling now, N.P. turned his sunglasses at Wilson, said, I walked down By James Patterson Cannabis Cup State Wilson Winner

Daniel in the den; a champion in the den By Ernest Agyemang Yeboah Den Daniel Champion

William, my sweet William! I want him. By Gena Showalter William Sweet

[Boyfriend #8] He left for an internship in Guatamala, a step towards his future career in international affairs. They both cried at the airport. He returned 6 months later and, didn't call. Last year, Jane heard that Bobby, 'Robert' now, was running for Congress. At a recent polling, he wasn't doing so hot in the 30-something-jilted-female demographic. By Shannon Hale Boyfriend Guatamala Affairs Left Internship

Had me this boy once. You kinda remind me . . ." She turned and surveyed the corridor. "Johnny, his name was. By William Gibson Johnny Boy Kinda Remind Corridor

HIGGINS. Have you no morals, man?DOOLITTLE [unabashed] Cant afford them, Governor. Neither could you if you was as poor as me. By George Bernard Shaw Higgins Doolittle Governor Man Unabashed

SANE ASYLUM Ed Shank By Ed Shank Sane Shank Asylum

My heart sped up at the change in him. It was rare that I saw the hard-faced version of Preston standing in front on me. I was used to funny, pain-in-the-ass Preston. Easy-going Preston. The Preston who cuddled me when I needed it and held my hair back when I was throwing up, but before me was I'm-not-taking-this-shit Preston. Oh fuck!" ~ Ella, A Perfect Moment By Becca Lee Preston Heart Sped Change Ella

My gaze moved to Vance. He was looking up at me and I could read nothing in his eyes."Another pop?" I asked.He shook his head but kept watching me. I looked at the floor and started from the room.I had to pass Vance's chair to get to the kitchen. As I did, I slowed and as if it had a mind of it's own, my hand came out and I ran the backs of my finger's along Vance's jaw. By Kristen Ashley Vance Gaze Moved Eyes Pop

Fenwick, sitting down to By Laura Lippman Fenwick Sitting

Something snapped inside Maryse. He is not a Herondale. He is a Lightwood. Jace Lightwood. He's my son. By Cassandra Clare Maryse Lightwood Herondale Snapped Inside

An unmarked cop car carrying Mitch Lawson and Brock Lucas, both detectives with the DPD. By Kristen Ashley Lucas Dpd Mitch Lawson Brock

Good God. Johnny freakin' Ramos. Out in the hall. Of course, out in the hall. Hell, he'd spent half his life out in the hall,especially at Campbell Junior High,especially during seventh-grade social studies call. She'd gotten sent out in the hall with him once, her one and only time in the hall ever, the two of them put there to "work things out", and her poor little thirteen-year-old heart had barely survived the experience. By Tara Janzen God Hall Good Ramos Campbell

More John Doe than Mike May. He played with this changing By Robert Kurson John Doe Mike May Changing

Donald - ruler Donovan By Emily Macleod Donald Donovan Ruler

Summer grass," Jaime told his cousin. "Old Sumner Crakehall By George R R Martin Jaime Summer Grass Cousin Crakehall

Jonas, Tate's teenaged son ... looking like mini-Tate, giving me the understanding that in a few years, me and every woman over twenty-five years of age in Carnal would be moved to become a cougar. By Kristen Ashley Jonas Tate Son Teenaged Carnal

Mr. Beaconsfield is the Year Eleven drama teacher. He's one of those teachers who likes being "down with the kids" - all gelled hair and "call me Jeff."He's also the reason our version of Romeo and Juliet is set in a Brooklyn ghetto and Juliet is leaning out of a trailer rather than a balcony. By Zoe Sugg Beaconsfield Year Eleven Juliet Drama

THE KING IN THE NORTH! By George R R Martin North King

Do not despair.........For Johnny-head-in-air;He sleeps as sound.....As Johnny underground.Fetch out no shroud....For Johnny-in-the-cloud;And keep your tears....For him in after years.Better by far..........For Johnny-the-bright-star,To keep your head......And see his children fed. By John Pudney Johnny Despair Sound Shroud Tears

Dill if you don't hush I'll knock you bowlegged. By Harper Lee Dill Bowlegged Hush Knock

Quiet fell upon the pickup and lasted for a little over nineteen minutes. Is that why you hang around with him?", Loretta asked. "Cuz he saved your life?""Sort'a. I know Earl isn't always easy to get along with. Fact is, he can be a real pain the ass more often than not, but after you spend enough time with him, and you learn to ignore his personality, he's a pretty decent guy.""If you say so. By A. Lee Martinez Quiet Minutes Fell Pickup Lasted

Johnny, he is bounce, effort, and snark. By E. Lockhart Johnny Effort Bounce Snark

My name ain't Keith, so could you lease stop Sweatin' me. By Big Daddy Kane Keith Sweatin Lease Stop

That Reyes Farrow boy. By Darynda Jones Reyes Farrow Boy

Call me Patch. I mean it. Call me. By Becca Fitzpatrick Patch Call

Whose house is that, Constable? By Oscar Wilde Constable House

My friends call me Keith, but you can call me John. By Keith Moon Keith John Call Friends

comfort. I'd decided Lucy By Kiera Cass Comfort Lucy Decided

What can I say about Trenton? A sad sprout of a human being, halfway between a boy and a broccoli. By Lauren Oliver Trenton Halfway Broccoli Sad Sprout

Casey Lomonaco, KPA CTP, May/June 2010 By Adrienne Hovey June Lomonaco Kpa Ctp Casey

Lil' Darlin - Billy-Ray Sanguine By Derek Landy Darlin Lil Sanguine Billyray

French name, English accent, American school. Anna confused. By Stephanie Perkins English American French Accent School

Meadowlark, you are the best! By Jerry Colangelo Meadowlark

Only. Ever. You. Jaxon Trent. By Penelope Douglas Trent Jaxon

I am Melody Malone, with ice in my heart and a kiss on my lips. In the city that never sleeps and should never blink, mysteries are my business. By Melody Malone Malone Melody Lips Ice Heart

Shot me twice. I want my name, or I'm going to start charging you a fee every time I field something for you. And it's going to be expensive. I'm Park Place. Bud-dy." His red, goat-slitted eyes squinted at me from over his smoked glasses. "You're more like Oriental Avenue right now, dove. What are you on? By Kim Harrison Shot Place Park Buddy Start

Emil and Jack established rival claims to a certain thick patch, and while they were squabbling about, Stuffy quickly and quietly stripped the bushes and fled to the protection of Dan By Louisa May Alcott Stuffy Dan Jack Emil Patch

I have my own stalker, Joe. By Kristen Ashley Joe Stalker

... So, um, you're from Rochester? Like, New York?" Jersey asked."Yup, we used to live out there," Rudger confirmed, nonchalant. "You ever been?""Naw, the closest I've ever been to there would be ... well, believe it or not, New Jersey, the place where my parents named me after. It was crowded, polluted and full of crime ... I loved it. By Rebecca Mcnutt Rochester Yup Naw Jersey York

-Am I allowed to call you Grayson, or have you assumed a new identity as well?-He's Frank. By Jen Turano Grayson Frank Allowed Call Assumed

this is my landlord, Krook By Charles Dickens Krook Landlord

Aunt Hilda,' Violet By Laurel Remington Violet Hilda Aunt

Clearing her throat, Peabody turned the cube on record. I owe Dallas, Lieutenant Meaniepants Eve, twenty dollars to be paid out of my hard-earned, under-appreciated detective's salary next payday. Peabody, Detective Churchmouse Delia. By J.d. Robb Peabody Clearing Throat Record Dallas

John. I would ask you what you are doing, but I fear you would actually tell me. By David Wong John Fear

I met the oddest little fellow today, Alan of Trebond. By Tamora Pierce Alan Trebond Today Met Oddest

What makes you Vivian.' I liked the way he said my name, all throaty on the V's, all stretched to its rightful three syllables. By Beatriz Williams Vivian Makes Syllables Throaty Stretched

HALE, with a tasty love of intellectual pursuit By Arthur Miller Hale Pursuit Tasty Love Intellectual

You cannot poison what is between us with your foul words. She is my light in the darkness and Johnny is my pathway ahead. By Juliet Marillier Words Poison Foul Johnny Ahead

A solid man of Boston; A comfortable man with dividends, And the first salmon and the first green peas. By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Boston Dividends Peas Man Solid

Emil Drukker, the Head-hunter of Cologne. By Earl Peirce Drukker Cologne Headhunter Emil

Who are you, Lucy Snowe? By Charlotte Bronte Lucy Snowe

den, and I was walking down the street with By Arthur Conan Doyle Den Walking Street

His momma said, Donovan why are you, on the corner of linden and guy R. Brewer? By Pharoahe Monch Donovan Brewer Momma Corner Linden

Lessee ... he'd gone off after the funeral and gotten drunk. No, not drunk, another word, ended with "er." Drunker. that was it. By Terry Pratchett Lessee Drunk Word Ended Funeral

meinstein n. My son, the genius. By Steven Pinker Meinstein Son Genius

I have to go back home for a while." "Ohio?" "Omaha." "Right. Omaha. Why? By Matthew Norman Omaha Ohio Back Home

I'm the guy who happened to be home the night Kat came to steal a Monet.- Hale By Ally Carter Hale Monet Kat Guy Happened