And I could see his internal struggle become an all out war. "It wouldn't have made a difference. Not with Adrian involved,"… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Since I’m presuming you don’t mean you finally bought him a leash, let me say simply that there is a big difference… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
ONCE WHEN I WAS ninth grade i had to write a paper on a poem. One of the lines was"If your eyes… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Come on,"he said, gesturing toward the exit. "let's take a walk." "Where?" "It doesn't matter. We just need you calmed down or… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
If your eyes weren't open, you wouldn't know the difference between dreaming and waking. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Me, I always wanted frost power.” “Frost power?” “Yeah.” Seth gestured dramatically toward my coffee table. “If we’re talking superhero abilities. If… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Rose once told me about this poem she’d read. There was this line, ‘If your eyes weren’t open, you wouldn’t know the… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
So far I’m not seeing a lot of difference between me and a carnival con-man. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
There’s a big difference between death threats and love letters–even if the person writing the death threats still claims to actually love… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Good God," I said. "This is the most stereotypical vampire food ever." "Only if it was raw. What do you think?" "It's… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You have the patience of a saint," I grumbled, slouching into a chair. "And besides, you don't hang out with him 24/7."… — 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
