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Zara. We all need to rescue and we all need to be rescued.
Ty or Ra or Thect
Zakhor. Al Tichkah. Remember. Never forget.
Hermann Buhl with K2. First
Dimitri Belikov had arrived.
Did you know that Gideon and I were trained in Krav Maga?" Charlotte took another step closer to me, and I automatically took one back.
"No, but did /you/ know that at this moment you look like that crazy rodent in Ice Age?
The Hawks want to talk to you, Boss."
"The Hawks?" I queried, confusion wrinkling my brow.
Kir smiled and pulled me to my feet. "My gang are called the Hawks."
I threw him a sardonic look. "Why? Because you always catch your prey?"
He grinned wickedly. "Always, beautiful Rogan. Always.
Russian Roulette, killer in all black.
Semmelweis reflex. They
The Khanum?" Arland coughed. The last sip of tea must've gone wrong.
"Are you unwell?" Dagorkun inquired.
"Healthy as a krahr," Arland said.
"That's such a relief. I would hate for some illness to interfere and spoil the grand celebration I planned when I send you to your afterlife.
Kev wasn't certain if he was surrendering to Win or to his own passion for her. Only that there was no more holding back. He would take her. And he would give her everything he had, every part of his soul, even the broken pieces.
If your opponent has an exposed king it is frequently worth sacrificing a pawn to be able to bring your rooks into the game, especially if your opponent's rooks are languishing in the corner. Kasparov has made a career out of such sacrifices.
When the game ended, Mike laid down his control paddle. "So you've met the Nordic goddess, right?"
Aria glanced up at him warily. "Excuse me?"
Mike rolled his eyes. "Duh. Klaudia, which I'm pretty sure is Scandinavian for sex vixen.
Me and Mike, ve vork in mine,
Holy shit, ve have good time.
Vunce a veek ve get our pay,
Holy shit, no vork next day.
Members of the Pravus Rule and the Vertas League are both welcome to bid on this capture, a female who will have tactical value against a common enemy.
I love you, Kassia.
In challenging a kzin, a simple scream of rage is sufficient. You scream and you leap.
You're too tall, Demyan."
"Do I make you feel short, krasivyy?"
"No, you make me feel safe. Like nobody can hurt me here."
"Nobody will."
"Well, not when I'm with you, anyway.
What were you doing fighting with me at Kirov, knowing all this was stacked against us?
Raging against my fate.
Homeland of patience, land of the Russian people.
The Klit brothers should first fight each other, and the winner should fight me.
Pavel Alexandrovich Romanov,
Samovar is the most essential thing in Russia, especially at times of particularly awful, sudden, and eccentric catastrophes and misfortunes
This gentleman is known the width and breadth of the comics world as that bastard Klaw.
[Harry] Kasparov and [Anatoly] Karpov have something in common. They both want to become deputies of the Russian State Duma.
Guru in the Ukraine,
You ... ." just you, always you. My russian Cu**, my enemy, my comrade, my prisoner, my gaoler and my life. Words unthinking. "Love ... ... you.
Kavinsky," Gansey said evenly. "Where's Ronan?"
"Right here. WAKE UP, FUCKWEASEL, IT'S YOUR GIRLFRIEND!" Kavinsky said. "Sorry. He's totally pissed. Can I take a message?
What were you going to do tonight?" "I was going to listen to the songs of Rachmaninoff." "Who's that?" "A dead Russian.
Welcome to the First International Red Fighting Brigade of the Moscow Metropolitan in the name of Ernesto Che Guevara!
K-k-keep your helmet on. T-t-toothless doing his BEST.
There, weeping, a tsarevna lies locked in a cell.
And Master Grey Wolf serves her very well.
There, in her mortar, sweeping beneath the skies,
the demon Baba Yaga flies.
There Tsar Koschei,
he wastes away,
poring over his pale gold.
Abe Krok was a man of integrity who made a unique contribution to Mamelodi Sundowns and to South African football.
Tarrasch's 'dogmas' are not eternal truisms, but merely instructional material presented in an accessible and witty form, those necessary rudiments from which one can begin to grasp the secrets of chess ...
I heard you talking about the Night Angel," she said. "Kylar Stern."
"Mmm."
"I want you to know something," she whispered into his ear, making him shiver. What the hell was she saying? "Kylar's my brother. He's coming for me,
you dirty fucker, and if I don't kill you, he will.
Words cannot express how pissed off I am. I am going to have to invent a new word to explain how angry I am. Karflagled. I am so karflagled off at you right now!" "See,
Ravn had given me much advice and all of it was good, but now, in the night wind, I remembered just one thing he had said to me on the night we first met, something I had never forgotten.
Never, he had said, never fight Ubba.
When Garri Kasparov wrestles with his conscience, he always wins. It's what he's best at.
Kekrando had been preparing for a war game, which was why he was aboard the destroyer We are Proud to Follow the Shining Example of Combat Rifleman Tuut-uas-Val Kedwala instead of his command ship the He Who Pushes Aside Fear Shall Always be Victorious.
We're taking a ride down the Kashirksy Highway
Then i starter krompy kromp with Kroomp Krompp and the i kromped all over the Krommmmp!
You know what Kovich always says, 'Leave or heave.'" She
YURIT - discover it!
Kaz leaned back. "What's the easiest way to steal a man's wallet?"
"Knife to the throat?" asked Inej.
"Gun to the back?" said Jesper.
"Poison in his cup?" suggested Nina.
"You're all horrible," said Matthias.
Lvov: I need to have a candid talk with you, Nikolay Alekseyevich.
Ivanov: Doctor, if we're going to have a candid talk every day, I haven't the strength for it.
King Kofi Kingston, that does have a nice ring to it. But not so much the initials, though.
Karkus seemed ter be quite int'rested in what
Ah, gentle drivers gliding through summer's black nights, what frolics, what twists of lust, you might see from your impeccable highways if Kumfy Kabins were suddenly drained of their pigments and became as transparent as boxes of glass!
I like Chekov a lot.
illustrated magazine: Nekrasov, 'the people's poet' (see note 15), was a contributor to Spark, an illustrated satirical journal published in Petersburg from 1859 to 1873.
K-turned across the width of Janet Salter's street. The
We have to leave!" I said to Vlad. "Now."
"Run, Forest, run!" Vlad mocked.
"Stow it, Drac," I snapped
King Kofi Kingston. The initials are horrible but the name sounds great.
Barkovsky and Petrov had turned
Just call me the Boswell of the Krull Gang.
Ka speaks and the wind blows!
The top seed this weekend is Richard Krajicek,12 a 6'5" Dutchman who wears a tiny white billed hat in the sun and rushes the net like it owes him money and in general plays like a rabid crane.
At a growl from Kety, the procession paused in front of the entering Barrayarans. Miles heard Kety's voice, icy-cold: "Congratulations, Lord Vorpatril. I hope you may be fortunate enough to survive your victory." "Huh?" said Ivan. Oh,
WELCOME to my bookamabob!
Buckle your cravat and prepare
for have your whiskers quiver.
My story of struggles, successes and
sergei is the greatest, most thrillsy book ever written by a meerkat in the bath...
Anatoly Karpov, his by-the-book opponent, was too conservative to pressure Kasparov early in the game, so Kasparov put the pressure on himself with a Queen's Gambit - and won.
Well, is ev'wything weady?' asked Denisov. 'Bwing the horses.
475Oh, if you were the kind of man I am ... I loved the shame of depravity. I loved cruelty ... In a word
a Karamazov!
The boys and girls in the SVR, many of them former KGB officers, weren't holstering their Makarovs just yet.
Oh, man, you fuckin' trashed the fucker," Azar said. " You scrambled his sorry self, look at that, you did, you laid him out like Shredded fuckin' Wheat"
"Go away," Kiowa said.
"I'm just saying the truth. Like oatmeal.
Kero and Rollo stood over it, slick with blood, both holding knives.
'Kero, you came? Why?' asked Naif.
'Maybe I just needed someone to show me how to be brave enough,' he replied with a hint of a dangerous grin.
By August 2008, we had left Voikovskaya and moved into a wooden dacha in the artists' colony of Sokol in north-west Moscow. The house was a haven amid the madness of the city: lily of the valley grew near our front gate, Virginia creeper decked the green picket fence.
Never trust a woman's tears, Alexey Fyodorovitch.
My name is Valentin Belrov. I have a sister called Inessa Belrov. I have a love called Zoya Kostava. They are being held captive. I have to set them free!
Kahlan guide me. Kahlan teach me. Kahlan protect me. In your light I thrive. In your mercy I am sheltered. In your wisdom I am humbled. I live only to love you. My life is yours.
I like my kahva the way I like my women... hot and black."
"I like my kahva the way I like my men," she replied, her eyes half-lidded. "Ground up into tiny pieces and stored in a bag.
neighborhood - his name's pronounced 'Kirry,' but it's spelt 'C-i-r-e.'
I'm a klutz, through and through.
The ree the ra the ree the ra the roo. Lord, I mustn't lilt here.
happen to know any Russian
Warmth rushes through me because Kismet always prevails.
The jury has decided. I feel it in my bones.
Kavin: You've a dark side to yourself. Everyone has but unfortunately yours blinded my world.
Me? Kachka, you love me!" "I love your beauty. I have no use for you personally. You represent all that we hate." "Why do you talk to him so?" Elina asked. "He cannot help that he is beautiful but worthless." "I am not worthless! I am Gwenvael the - " "We do not care, lizard!" Kachka barked.
The Khoton people are a small minority group of Mongolians renowned for living a traditional nomad life in the remote slopes and valleys of the Kharkhiraa-Turgen mountain range.
I am his Highness' dog at Kew;
Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?
K2 is not some malevolent being, lurking there above the Baltoro, waiting to get us. It's just there. It's indifferent. It's an inanimate mountain made of rock, ice, and snow. The "savageness" is what we project onto it, as if we blame the peak for our own misadventures on it.
In 1945 I help liberate Berlin. I was six years in Red Army," Rogov said, his eyes gleaming with the memory.
Perry Johansson.
At first encounter the Karoo may seem arid, desolate and unforgiving, but to those who know it, it is a land of secret beauty and infinite variety.
Loud it is in here? You hear the echo? - Help! Help! - I'm so disappointed in you, Kev.
...."we saw this big dark red leech hanging off his back.
We were dancing round yelling: 'We'll burn it off! Get the petrol! Stay
still Mr Kassar, you can trust us!'
He wimped out though, and made us use salt. Very boring.
He is the man who has been brought on to replace Pavel Nedved. The irreplaceable Pavel Nedved.
My way of playing is very different and Karpov plays very differently as well.
Safe from what? she'd asked.
And under her touch, Kovar's kigh had answered, "Change".
Come closer, Kurokuma. It's quite safe.'
Horace shuffled closer to the edge ...
'Quite safe, my foot,' he muttered to himself. 'And what's this Kurokuma you keep calling me?'
'It's a term of great respect,' Shigeru told him.
'Great respect,' Shukin echoed.
Tell him what? Kat's a raging nymphomaniac. (Kytara)
Tara! (Kat)
Oh, all right. She's so bland she makes plain toast look spicy. (Kytara)
Kaz didn't look remotely entertained. "The Ravkan king lets you negotiate for him in matters of state?" he asked skeptically.
"Occasionally," said Sturmhond. "Especially if less than savory personages are involved. You have a reputation, Mister Brekker."
"So do you.
Nest of Soviet fellow travelers clacking busybodies in a Soviet jellyfish front, sitting here in Leesburg oozing out their funny little propaganda and making nuisances of themselves.
Stop a minute and listen. I know I'm asking the impossible from you, but for once in your life, shut your mouth and open your ears."
"I'm not the one talking."
Kyrian snarled at him. "Don't get smart with me."
"You want me stupid?"
"Nick ...
Guardian Belikov is the princess's guardian now," said Kirova, "Her sanctioned guardian."
"You got cheap foreign labour to protect Lissa?
Besyn larveth'is!
My name is Dimitri Belikov. I've come to take you back to St. Vladimir's Academy, Princess.
From the makers of Alien vs. Predator: Alien vs. Pingu. K9 - stop humping the toaster!
Die, enemies of Ra!" Sekhemet yelled. "Perish in agony!"
"She's almost as annoying as you," I told Horus.
"Impossible," Horus said. "No one bests Horus.
The Vazdru do not weep."
"Who weeps? Not I."
"Every word spoken was a tear.
Dad?"
-Vlad