You'd be surprised. Besides, they don't even send royal traitors to prison, Rose. Everyone knows that." I scoffed. "Are you insane? Of… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Ah, well,ʺ said Abe, idly studying his fingertips. ʺI have it on good authority thereʹs going to be a new ‘gateʹ opening… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Sitting beside Abe was Adrian Ivashkov--my more-or-less boyfriend. Adrian was a royal Moroi--and another spirit user like Lissa. He'd been crazy about… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
After the bitching I'd done to Abe about going to remote, crappy places, I should have been excited about the prospect of… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Abe glanced at Rose. "You see that?" he said. "Now that's devotion." She rolled her eyes at him. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Abe swept in, resplendent in a gray and yellow suit that coordinated bafflingly well with Adrian's paint job. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
A loud booming noise interrupted us, and we saw a flash of light off to my right. People near the other garages… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Abe's face came back into focus. "Greetings, Zmey," I said weakly. Somehow, him being here didn't surprise me. "Nice of you to… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Who are these people?" my mother asked. "Guess," replied Abe flatly. "Who would be foolish enough to break into court after escaping… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
That was Sydney Sage," said Lissa. "I thought they were all in West Virginia. Why isn't she with Rose?" "That," said Abe… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Abe shook his head, and now the smile was gone altogether. "That's not the reason either. Don't lie to me little girl."… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Jerome shrugged. “We’re back to the part where I don’t give a fuck.” — 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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
