“And then the kissing started again. There was no avoiding it, not when we were together like this, far away from the… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“She's an Alchemist," continued Nathan. "Not a chauffeur. There's a big difference." Actually, there were days at Amberwood I doubted that. "Come,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Adrian: Do you smell that?" Sydney: “I smell the paint, and . . . wait . . . is that pine?” Adrian:… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
