“I know I'm not supposed to say this,” he said. “But I think I love you more than ever.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Thank you for sending my imagination to a place it can never return from.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Damn, you have no idea what I have been through today." "Actually I have a pretty good idea.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Art doesn't have to make sense, little dhamphir. Besides, I'm supposed to be crazy, right?” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen walking this earth.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Ivashkov," she repeated, her face the picture of serenity. "My name is Sydney Ivashkov.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Adrian, we hashed this out! Everything's gone perfectly until now. Why would you even think about deviating from the plan?' 'Um, because… — 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… — 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
“Are you in a suit?" I managed at last, my voice choking up. "You didn’t have to dress up for me." "Quiet,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Oh, man. You’re him. The cute and brooding vampire boyfriend.” “She said I was cute and brooding?” I asked. “Never mind. Why… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Rose once told me "If your eyes weren't open, you wouldn't know the difference between dreaming and waking." Adrian Ivashkov to Sydney… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. I didn't care that we were out in public. I didn't… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You made good time,” I said by way of greeting. “Did Belikov bend the rules of time and space to get here… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Dad,” I said quietly, “I’ve always made it a rule in my life not to pick fights with children, cute animals, or… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I don't care if he's not the emotional type or the complimentary type or what. No one can look at you in… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You know," he said, "under normal circumstances, you inviting me to the bedroom would be the highlight of my day." I crossed… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Honestly, darling," she said. "Do you even look in a mirror before you walk out the door? Your hair's a mess." He… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Let me get this straight. The future of our relationship hinged on advice from a fifteen-year-old girl, a probably untrue story from… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“His eyes were on his heart, completely caught up in his work. 'Just something kicking around in my head. Reminds me of… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Oh,” he said, knocking a red ball into a hole. “It’s you.” “You were expecting someone else?” I asked. “Am I interrupting… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Angeline flushed. “It’s not my fault.” “Even I know you can’t write an entry on Wikipedia and then use it as a… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“No, you 'will' listen. For once, you're going to hear something that doesn't fit into you neat, compartmentalized world of order and… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Make me an offer, " I said at last. "Write it up, and give me a point-by-point outline of why you're a… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“The Moroi then noticed Adrian's companions and jumped up. He caught hold of Lissa's hand, leaned over, and kissed it. "Princess Dragomir.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Adrian Ivashkov wasn’t easy to surprise, but I surprised him then when I brought his mouth toward mine. I kissed him, and… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“That perked Jill up. “Maybe if the atmosphere’s romantic enough, you guys can—” “No, Jailbait.” I held up a hand. “Don’t go… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Hey, he's awesome. A little unstable, but awesome. We got along great." Adrian opened the door to the building we were seeking.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“So, explain this," Avery said, "You just, what, hang around the Academy all day? Are you trying to redo your high school… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Do you know what I see in you now? The usual aura. A steady golden yellow, healthy and strong, with spikes of… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Do you know where to find a party or something?” “I’m Adrian Ivashkov,” I declared. “The parties find me.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“What are you thinking?” I asked. “That we should’ve been doing this a long time ago.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Who was I to do this? I was Adrian Ivashkov. And I was about to kick some ass.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
