“Damn it," I muttered. "What?" asked Adrian. "I hate when you're the sane one. That's my job." "Rose," he said, forcibly trying… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“None of us are meant to be or do anything," he said. "We decide what we're going to be. You told me… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You approve?" I asked, spinning around. He slipped an arm around my waist. "Unfortunately, yes. I was hoping you'd show up in… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“He loves that you love the car more than he does and thinks it’s awesome you’re getting so good in your defense… — richelle mead Copy Share Image
“With a few swift steps, Adrian stood in front of me again. The wall was only a couple inches behind me, and… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Adrian!" Something inside of me burst. "Will you shut the hell up for five seconds?” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Yeah, that's exactly what I want. To help my girlfriend get her old boyfriend back." He turned away again, and I heard… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Your... Your aura. It's... amazing. It's shining. I mean, it always shines, but today... Well I've never seen anything like it. I… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Did you know," he said slowly, "That Victor Dashkov is sitting on your bed?" "Yeah," I said. "It was kind of a… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“What in the world is this abomination?” Lissa, only slightly more tactful, asked, “Adrian, is this some kind of joke?” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You should dress her better, you know." "I'm not interested in putting clothes on her," Adrian called as he steered me away.… — 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
