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“Rainsford heard a sound. It came out of the darkness, a high screaming sound, the sound of an animal in an extremity of anguish and terror. He did not recognize the animal that made the sound; he did not try to; with fresh vitality he swam toward the sound. He heard it again; then it was cut short by another noise, crisp, staccato.”

FearSoundHorrorGunMysteriousGunsShots Fired
Book:The Most Dangerous Game (Dramatized): An Otio Dramatized Classic
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“You've really got to do something about that jealous streak, Lila. It's very unbecoming." I counted to ten in my head before unclenching my teeth. "Jae, Millie, it was lovely seeing you this morning. If you'll excuse me, I need to get to my pageant duties." "Already? I feel like I never see you anymore." Millie sighed. "Ah well, I guess it's to be expected. Responsibilities of a winner and all, am I right?" At that, Bernadette threw her paper cup in the trash and stalked out, the door shutting heavily behind her. Millie raised her eyebrows. "Well, someone's in a snit.”

JealousyShots Fired
Book:Homicide and Halo-Halo
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“She had lunch with Betty yesterday," said Mark, "and Betty told her you said she had herpes." "I never said herpes," I said. "You must have said something," said Mark. "I said she had an infection," I said. "Well, she's furious at you," said Mark. "She's furious at me," I said. "That's rich." All my life I had wanted to say, "That's rich." Now I finally had gotten my chance. "That's really rich," I said. "Listen, you bastard. You tell Thelma that if she keeps calling here, I'll tell Betty she has the clap." "Clap hands," said Sam, and clapped his hands together. "I'll get it into the Ear, too," I said. "What hopelessly tall and ungainly Washington hostess has a social disease, and we don't mean her usual climbing?”

IronyInfidelity In MarriageShots FiredSmack TalkGossiping Women
Book:Heartburn
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“Goodness," said my mother. "This is a tight fit. If you girls end up keeping these men longer than usual, we'll need to get a bigger table." I let it go, but Rachel has more energy than me. "Are all relationships just opportunities for home furnishings, Mom?" Mom shrugged. "Mostly, Rachel. Yours don't usually last long enough for furniture, though, do they?" She smiled at Richard, as if that made up for what she'd just said. "Maybe you're a keeper, though, Dick." "Or maybe I'm just a dick," he shot back, "but hopefully I'm a keeper.”

DickBitchyHot TakesShots Fired
Book:The Garden of Small Beginnings
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“I've never felt anything like it. I usually have trouble..." "Coming?" "Well, yes, I mean, it's fine by myself. But hard. At other times. With people. But this time it wasn't... difficult." "Well, great. He's had a lot of practice." "Don't be mean." "I'm not, but you want me to act like great sex is the end of the world." It is the end of the world, I thought. "No. But it feels big. I can't explain it, I feel, womanly or something." "You think it's womanly to get fucked?" She had her clawed tones out and I retreated. "I don't want to argue about gender theory. I just feel like something real happened. And I wanted someone to talk to about it. Like a friend." "Let me guess," she said, tapping the spoon against the tablecloth. "He beat you up a little bit, called you a slut, and you thought that was really edgy, another spoiled white girl who wants to get slapped around because she always got everything she wanted." "Fuck, Ari." I shook my head. "It must be hard. To have already sized up the world, to already have written it off completely. Is it just so fucking boring all the time?" "Pretty much, Skip." "I would rather be called a slut by him than deal with the shit I get from the women here." I picked up my bowl. "Also, you're fucking white. By the way. And you don't get a medal for being gay.”

Throwing ShadeSex TalkShots Fired
Book:Sweetbitter
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“Listen very carefully. Because I'm only going to lay this out for you once. I'm no longer the easy prey I once was and if you go up against me I will make sure you end up behind bars. You've fraudulently pocketed the money from the video. Our lawyers already have a criminal suit against you ready to go. Unless you're particularly keen on jail, you will leave my family alone, and you will withdraw the video and return all that money to the people you stole it from." Julia opened her mouth, but Trisha held up her hand and she closed it. "And if you do one thing to harm DJ"- because suddenly Trisha was sure Julia had something on DJ; her nineties-Bollywood-plot theory didn't seem so farfetched- "I will make sure that every one of the families you've preyed on to make money off their tragedies gets together and sues your ass until every penny you've ever leeched is gone. Now get out of my office. Get out of my building- which by the way is private property. Soliciting business here is illegal. So the next time you think of setting foot here, know that I will have security throw you out on your cowardly, pathetic ass.”

ThreateningUpper HandShots FiredTrisha Raje
Book:Pride, Prejudice, and Other Flavors
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“I don't get it. Why won't the twins accept me? Now that I think about it, they are a big reason why I feel like an outsider. An imposter here. "Don't you ever get tired? Of being so mean? First, you call me a gaijin." A fresh wave of humiliation hits me, remembering how they'd spat the word at me at the prime minister's wedding reception. "Then you tried to trick me with that dress." Noriko squints at me. "What dress?" "For the sultan of Malaysia's welcome banquet," I hiss, staring at them. "You know what? Never mind. I forgive you. You can't help being so awful when that's what you've been raised with. You're products of your environment." It's a bad idea to rattle the wasp nest, but I don't care. Noriko shakes her head. "That dress----" Akiko puts a hand on her sister's arm, stopping her. I sit back in the chair and cross my arms, wrinkling the kimono even more. "You two are so much like the tabloids that bully your mother, and you don't even know it." There is a gasp. I can't tell from which one, Akiko or Noriko. But I can tell you how many effs I give right now. Zero.”

Throwing ShadeRighteous AngerTruth BombShots Fired
Book:Tokyo Dreaming
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“I must congratulate you on your new restaurant, Mr. Baker. I hear it's doing very well. And you are looking quite well. Much better than the last time I saw you." Chris's mouth tightens as he takes her hand, clamping down a little harder than is necessary. "Thank you. I hear your play is going to be quite something. Seems you've found your niche, playing a woman destroying her own family. I wish you well with it." She smiles in a way that suggests she'd love to do him violence.”

Hot TakesShots Fired
Book:All Stirred Up
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“Did you want me to be grateful that you're leaving?" Among other things. At first India didn't say it. Then she did. Naina looked taken aback. "Like what? Having another woman steal what's mine?" India stopped and turned to her. Was she for real? Don't engage with her. But the look on Naina's face was too superior, too entitled. "If indeed one of us is stealing what's not theirs, it isn't me.”

Hot TakesShots FiredIndia DashwoodThe Other Woman
Book:Incense and Sensibility
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“So you fill me full of pretty words and kiss me like your life depended on it, tell me to meet you, and then just disappear. Vanish from the earth. Without a note, a letter, a phone call---nothing. Just like your mom did to you." His whole face tightened on that one, and Sidney feared she'd gone too far, but there was no going back now. "So, what, you were just paying that forward?" "That's a low blow," he said, his voice gruff. "Well, that's what you shoveled out to me that night," she said. "And now---" Sidney laughed and raked her hair back. "Now I find out that before you ditched me, you actually watched me in my worst, most vulnerable moment ever. You watched me cry over you before you disappeared." She pointed at him. "You, sir, are a piece of work.”

Past RelationshipHot TakesShots FiredWalls Of Defence
Book:The Cottage on Pumpkin and Vine
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“At least I can cook," said Isabella, the words bursting out of her like a spray of bullets. "What?" "You heard me," said Isabella. "Do you honestly think people aren't laughing at you when you make food on your Instagram? Do you know how ridiculous you look, chopping kale, hacking it like a blind executioner, and making a salad that wouldn't be good enough for a hamster cage?" "She's just jealous," said Molly, turning to Xavier, who was watching all of this while vaping against the wall. "She can't handle the fact that I'm pretty and thin and famous and that I can do what she does just as well as she can, only I look better doing it." "Ha!" said Isabella. "That's such a fucking laugh. Do you think you could ever make this meal?" She indicated the food in the kitchen. "Do you think, in a million years, with a million lessons and a million cookbooks and a million helpers, you could ever make a coq au vin or butternut-squash soup? I bet you don't even know how to turn on the heat.”

Verbal SaltShots FiredCatfight
Book:Food Person
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