What hope is there?" I asked. "If even angels fall, what hope is there for the rest of us? — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Ooh. Top secret angel business, huh? What’re you going to do? Dance on a pinhead? Lobby for National Cute Puppy Day? — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
He's an angel. Isn't he supposed to love everyone, even the damned? Especially when said damned are his drinking buddies. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You'd think an angel who hung around with employees of evil would be a good influence, but at times, he seemed worse… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You're beautiful in battle. ... Like an avenging angel come to deliver the justice of heaven." "Funny. That is kind of why… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Okay. Now you have to move your arms and legs.” “I know how to make a snow angel.” “Then do it! Otherwise,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
What hope is there?” I asked. “If even angels fall, what hope is there for the rest of us?” “There isn’t,” he… — 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
Indeed. That pony collection isn’t nearly complete,” Carter mused. When I dared a look back at him, I saw that the angel… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
He watched as I slipped one of the shoes on. "You have a guardian angel." "I don't believe in angels," I told… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
We studied our angels for a few moments more, looking at where we had lain side by side in that sweet, quiet… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Well," he said, clearly enjoying my confusion. "It was actually for two souls, since you and Seth were both saved. But even… — 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
