Carter leaned toward me and brushed the hair away from the side of my face. "Don't look down then," he whispered. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Hey Mason, wipe that drool off you face. If you're going to think about me naked, do it on your own time.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Adrian tipped my face up toward his and kissed me. Like always, the world around me stopped moving. No, the world became… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
It occurred to me that I was standing face to face with the hero of a love story nearly as dramatic as… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
There was a look of woe on his face that was almost comical. Raids, bullets, criminals...no problem. A missing duster? Crisis. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Why are you hanging around, then? Aren't you worried about getting hit?" "Aw, you'd never hurt me. My face is too pretty. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
What's going on?" he asked, looking from face to face. "I was having a good dream." "I need you," said Lisa. "I… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
He stepped forward and punched Dorian in the face, hard enough that I heard a thwack. "Ow," moaned Dorian, wincing from the… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
When you say ‘old friend,’ are we talking, like...since the Ice Age?” “No. Of course not.” “Oh.” “It’s only been about four… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Emerald green eyes studied us from a face that could have been sculpted by one of the classical artists I so admired.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Lissa knelt down, compassion on her face. I wasn't surprised, since she'd always had a thing for animals. She'd lectured me for… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
A ghostly smile flickered across his face. "If you weren't so psychotic, you'd be fun to hang around." "Funny, I feel that… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
And besides . . . I don’t want to leave you. Er, you guys.” He smiled, and it lit up his whole… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
We had just paid the check when Dimitri's cell phone rang. "Hello?" he answered. And like that, his face transformed. That fierceness… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
No,''he said.''I was a Strigoi. I was one of them. I did...terrible things.'' The words were mild, but the tone of his… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
What's going on?" he asked, looking from face to face. "I was having a good dream." "I need you," said Lissa. "I… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Angeline made a few more attempts to break away, but when it became clear she couldn't, those around us began whistling and… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I don't remember you being this reasonable before, " Lissa said. "It's because everyone has different definitions of 'reasonable. ' Mine's just… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
The incident with Dawn hadn't been one of my finer moments. I honestly hadn't expected to break any bones when I shoved… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
We’re suckers for this, Sydney. Men. You’ve got me completely helpless right now. You’re so beautiful and alluring, and we guys can’t… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
My captivity with Dimitri. The way his mouth—so, so warm, despite his cold skin—had kissed mine. The feel of his fangs pressing… — 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… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Come on! Don't hold back," Christian said. "I'm not, " Lissa protested. "You are too! I've seen you knock on a door… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Do you think that's, like, REAL bacon?" I whispered to Sydney and Dimitri. "And not like squirrel or something?" "Looks real to… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I’m not dangerous,” I breathed. He brought his face toward mine. “You are to me.” And somehow, against all reason, we were… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Adrian's face was the picture of perfect politeness and restraint, meaning something disastrous was about to happen. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
What, are you doing? Aside from getting your sandwich cold." "I’m making a snow angel. Don’t you know what that is?" "Yes,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I don’t know, Sage. You threw yourself in the line of pepper spray for me. You must like me just a little… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
What happened, then? You're stomping through every puddle you can find and look like you're going to punch the first person you… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
That memory made a lump form in my throat as I remembered his face, serious and gorgeous, those brown eyes intense and… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Even I make mistakes." I put on my brash, overconfident face. "I know it's hard to believe—kind of surprises me myself—but I… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Dimitri: "Don't look at me like that." Rose: "Like what?" Dimitri: "You've got this look on your face that says you think… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Do you go see her?" "No," I said, refusing to acknowledge that I'd just seen Lissa last night. "That's not my life… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
He shouldn't have said that," repeated Adrian, eerily serious. He leaned his face toward mine. "I don't care if he's not the… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
No," Dimitri interrupted gently. He moved his face toward mine, our foreheads nearly touching. "It won't happen to you. You're too strong.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
If you're Strigoi," the boy interrupted loudly, "then why don't you have horns? My friend Jeffrey said Strigoi have horns." Dimitri's eyes… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Dimitri: "I also have a feeling your mother's going to have one ugly conversation with me." Rose: "You're about to go face… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Naptime,ʺ said Christian, leading her toward the bed. ʺI still need a shower.ʺ ʺSleep first. Shower later.ʺ He pulled back the covers.… — 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
