I thought Alchemists avoided alcohol the same way they do primary colors. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
What about you, Sage? I know we don't have to worry about you violating the dress code. Did you have fun at… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I decided the Alchemists needed an entire department devoted to handling Adrian Ivashkov. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
The Alchemists’ beliefs are my beliefs,” I say quickly. She arched an eyebrow. “Are they? I would hope your beliefs would be… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You'll have a hard time getting any Alchemist to admit that. But I can say you're okay for an irreverent party boy… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You want to be an alchemist so badly? Don't wait to react to the immediate problem. Plan ahead. Look at the big… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Okay, so. You, Belikov, the Alchemist, Sonya Karp, Victor Dashkov, and Robert Doru are all hanging out in West Virginia together.” “No,”… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Why does it have to be so cut-and-dried? In your view, I either have to hate them or be in league with… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I had to be the next family Alchemist. My sister... well, she's older, and usually it's the oldest kid who has to… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Thanks for looking out for her, Sage. You're okay. For a human." I almost laughed. "Thanks." "You can say it too, you… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Well...what did you promise exactly? Not to tell anyone that Eric Dragomir had a mistress and baby?" Sonya nodded. "And not to… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
What were you thinking?" I demanded once we were moving to the music. I was trying to ignore his hands. "Do you… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You'll have a hard time getting any Alchemist to admit that. But I can say you're okay for an irreverent party boy… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
All that mattered was that he was Adrian, my Adrian. My match. My partner in crime, in the long battle I’d just… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Hey, have you ever heard of the Alchemists? " "Sure, " he said. "Of course you have. " "Why? Did you run… — 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
