“I’m going to just go on loving you, even if it’s hopeless.” -Adrian-” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Perfume can be good . . . especially if you get one that goes with your chemistry." - Adrian Ivashkov” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Adrian rolled his eyes. "I'm kind of surprised to find you lecturing about underage girls.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I followed along because really, it was hard to say no to Dimitri Belikov about anything.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“What'd did I tell you?" muttered Adrian. He has no fuzzy affection for his father. "De-lightful.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Who was I to do this? I was Adrian Ivashkov. And I was about to kick some ass.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“What are you thinking?” I asked. “That we should’ve been doing this a long time ago.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“My god, Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them? When you stand in the light. They're amazing... like molten gold.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“This isn’t a real marriage." “Not according to the state of Nevada,” I said cheerfully. “We’ve got the paperwork to prove it.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“And he has so much, Sydney. So much feeling. He feels everything so strongly— love, grief, anger. His emotions are up and… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“As amusing as it was to see him lovestruck, we had to stay on track. I snapped my fingers in front of… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Historically inaccurate.' Adrian gestured at me with his other hand, the one not on my shoulder. "Who the hell looks at you… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“No matter how long or how difficult, we will undo whatever that Moroi boy has done to you." I managed a wavering… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Plus it'll give you a chance to get us a wedding present. We're not registered anywhere, but we could seriously use some… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Darling" she said with a small laugh "Love doesn’t have anything to do with this." "It has very thing to do with… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I sent a quick text to Adrian: I have a hickey! You can’t ever kiss me again. I honestly hadn’t expected him… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“So, what's this mean exactly?" he asked."You finally come around, and now you're going to just end things because of her?" "Kissing… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I wrote: I never doubted. Would you believe I made a breakthrough with charms too? Her response came fast. Of course I… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“But when I touch you, your aura … it smolders . The colors deepen, it burns more intensely, the purple increases. Why?… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Callistanas aren’t so bad either,” I said, looking down at my satchel. “That ‘pain in the ass’ screeching saved me from a… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Of course they didn't give us this much, Sage. But I had to make sure I nailed my first assignment. Takes a… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Nothing will get you anywhere with me," I exclaimed. "I don't know about that." He put on an introspective look that was… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“An image of Sydney's face appeared in my mind's eye, calm and lovely. I believe in you. My anxiety faded. I took… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Isn’t it weird?” he said, glancing up as I measured salt. “All the variety that life offers? Here we sit, me reading… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“And yet, you didn’t bother telling me yourself,” I snapped, still outraged. “I couldn’t! They made me promise not to.” Somehow, his… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“If you went twenty-four hours without cigarettes, I'd drink a can of pop. Regular pop. The whole can." Isaw the glimmer of… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“He reached out and pulled me to him, one hand on my waist and the other behind my neck. He tipped my… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Your mom seems like someone who gets her way a lot." Adrian cast a covert look to where Lissa and my mom… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Adrian paled and went perfectly still as he stared at the newcomer, and in that moment, all my high hopes for him… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Sydney, don't leave Adrian because of me." "It's more complicated than that," I said automatically. "It's really not," she said. "From everything… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Really, Sage? A date?" I sighed. "Yes, Adrian. A date." A real date. Not, like, doing homework together," he added. "I mean… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“The center will hold. Will it, Sydney? I wondered. Because I’m falling apart. ” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Art doesn't have to make sense, little dhamphir. Besides, I'm supposed to be crazy, right?” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Do you know where to find a party or something?” “I’m Adrian Ivashkov,” I declared. “The parties find me.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
His fingertips slid down from my face, lightly stroking the line of my neck, down toward my shoulder. Everywhere he touched, a trail of… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
“A piece of heaven?" I managed to ask. He slowly shook his head. "No. The other place. The one I'm going to burn in… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
When I talked to him earlier, he said he had to work tonight,” Peter explained, “but that we should go ahead and draw for… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
It was a nephilim.” “A nephi-what?” asked Hugh, startled. “Isn’t that a character on Sesame Street?” Peter spoke up for the first time. — Richelle Mead Copy Share
Life and death were so unpredictable. So close to each other. We existed moment to moment, never knowing who would be the next to… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
“I watched, enthralled, as he painted a large silver heart with flames edging one side. The whole design was Celtic in style. It was… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
“I loved Aeson. You have no idea what love is.” “Oh, I do. I know that it’s the best high and the worst hurt… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
“Why would you do that? Why would you act like you didn't know how to drive?" "Isn't it obvious, Sage? No, of course it… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
“Everything I’d fought for, every challenge, every victory … all of it was empty if anything happened to him. Without him, I wouldn’t have… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
Is it true? You had a clean getaway and risked it all for me?" I Swallowed. "It wouldn't have been a clean getaway without… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
Keith was just bringing the glass to his lips when Adrian said, "Mmm. O positive, my favorite." Keith sprayed out the wine he'd just… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
“Life’s like that. As we grow and change, some things we’ve experienced before take on new meaning. It’ll happen for the rest of your… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
Hey Sydney," she said, giving me a small, crooked smile as she entered the room. Her flashing, dark eyes were friendly, but they were… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
“Sydney Katherine Sage,” he said, his green eyes full of love and earnestness. “Would you do a brooding, deadbeat Moroi the honor of being… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
