I fought against her, trying to mount some kind of defense, but it was like fighting Dimitri on crack. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
My hatred notwithstanding, I had to admit Dimitri Beli-whatever was pretty smart — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
There was nothing I loved more than teasing Dimitri. Well, aside from maybe kissing him. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Rose Hathaway: "You see something you like?" Dimitri Belikov: "Get dressed. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Rose, do you think I'd do anything that would hurt you.- Dimitri to Rose — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Dimitri seemed like the kind of guy you could throw into the wilderness and he would survive off anything. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Adrian's new research partner stepped through the door, and I knew the uneasy peace we'd just established in Palm Springs was about… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I lost track of day and night too. My time was divided into Dimitri and not-Dimitri. He was my world. When he… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Thatʹs a dangerous look,ʺ said Dimitri, giving me a brief glance before returning his eyes to the road. ʺWhat look?ʺ I asked… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Do you love him?" There were only a few people in the world who could ask me such insanely personal questions without… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Even if I’d been wide awake, I knew Dimitri would’ve taken my suitcase anyway. That’s how he was, a lost remnant of… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
The only thing better than imagining Dimitri carrying me in his arms was imagining him shirtless while carrying me in his arms. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I wasn't fooled. He was avoiding looking at me. "There's nothing to talk about." "I knew you'd say that. Actually, it was… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I saw endless depths of brown, the depths I'd fallen into so many times. No red rings. Dimitri...was not a Strigoi. And… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
If I could dream, I know I'd dream about you.I'd dream about the way you smell and how your dark hair feels… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I eyed Dimitri, recalling a shadow in my periphery back in the ballroom. "You followed when I jumped in front of Lissa,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
No, I can just read you. Finally. I can't believe how blind I was. I can't believe I never noticed. Victor's comment...he… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I want you to break the spell. Finish it off.” "What do you mean?” "The spell you did on me and Dimitri.”… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I spent the rest of the day doing little more than that. I skipped dinner. I shed a few tears. But mostly,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
To my surprise, I recognized Dimitri Belikov-Rose's boyfriend-among those doing crowd control. He was easy to spot since he was almost always… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
My captivity with Dimitri. The way his mouth—so, so warm, despite his cold skin—had kissed mine. The feel of his fangs pressing… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I secretly wondered if Dimitri's problem might be that he was jealous. He hadn't pulled Lissa aside to yell at her. The… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“My dearest Rose, One of the few downsides to being awakened is that we no longer require sleep; therefore we also no… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Find one thing. One thing that's beautiful. Anything. Anything that shows you you're not one of them." His eyes were back on… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“A pale, slightly luminescent form materialized in front of us. Mason. He looked the same as ever-or did he? The usual sadness… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I should go," I said thickly. "Let me know when you want to start practice again. And thanks for...talking." I started to… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Lure him out. Send in a 'customer' with a message from me needing to meet him. I'm not the kind of person… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I sprang toward him with the stake, hoping to catch him by surprise. But Dimitri was hard to catch by surprise. And… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“It was the same Dimitri from long ago, the fierce one who was willing to risk his life for what was right.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
But the humans weren't what made my steps falter as I walked through grass that had turned bright green with summer's touch.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Dimitri: "Why did you come here?" Rose: "Because you hit me on the head and dragged me here. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I also have a feeling your mother’s going to have a very ugly conversation with me." – Dimitri — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Rose and Dimitri moved almost as one entity, like a matched pair of wolfes or lions, both wary and deadly as they… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I left her there crying as I walked toward the gate. A piece of my soul had died when Dimitri had fallen.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I’d mentioned this odd wardrobe choice to Adrian a couple of weeks ago: “Isn’t Dimitri hot?” Adrian’s response hadn’t been entirely unexpected:… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You will lose what you value most... It hadn't been me that Rhonda was talking about. It hadn't even been Dimitri's life.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Is he... is Dimitri a Strigoi?" Mason hesitated only a moment, like he was afraid to answer me, and then—he nodded. My… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Rose never would have done anything like that,' he countered. He paused to reconsider, and I could've sworn there was a hint… — 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
“Life’s like that. As we grow and change, some things we’ve experienced before take on new meaning. It’ll happen for the rest of your… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Hey Sydney," she said, giving me a small, crooked smile as she entered the room. Her flashing, dark eyes were friendly, but they were… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Sydney Katherine Sage,” he said, his green eyes full of love and earnestness. “Would you do a brooding, deadbeat Moroi the honor of being… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
