I'm not really qualified to install a security system," said Dimitri. "Really? There's something you can't do?" Adrian's voice was so soft… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Dimitri: "Don't look at me like that." Rose: "Like what?" Dimitri: "You've got this look on your face that says you think… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
It was impossible to get the Dimitri and Tasha thing out of my head, but at least packing and getting ready made… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
If Victor was frightened by Dimitri's threat, he didn't show it. His jade green eyes glanced between the two of us. "You… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I don’t belong to anyone. I make my own choices." "And you’re with Adrian," said Dimitri. "But I was meant for you. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Dimitri was on a first name basis with one of the most badass guardians around. Of course, Dimitri was pretty badass himself,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Rose you can't go." This time the sadness in Lissa's voice was mirrored though the bond, flooding into me. "It's not that… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
It was one thing to accept I couldn't have Dimitri. It was something entirely different to realize someone else could. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I felt like someone had ripped my heart out and tossed it across the other side of the room. There was a… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Didn’t understand love? Was she crazy? If she only knew what I’d sacrificed for Dimitri, what I’d done to be where I… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
The training part," I guessed. "Yup. You're going to be Dimitri's partner." A moment of funny silence fell, probably not noticeable to… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Janine Hathaway offered to be my guardian, " said Lissa suddenly. "Janine Hathaway?" Tatiana's eyebrows rose nearly to her hairline. "I'm sure… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You're beautiful in battle," said Dimitri. His cold voice carried to me clearly, even above the roar of combat. "Like an avenging… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You'll be eighteen soon, but even so…" He sighed. "When this comes out, a lot of people aren't going to be happy."… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Dimitri: "She might be wild and disrespectful, but if she has potential—" Rose: "Wild and disrespecful? Who the hell are you anyway?… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Don't touch her," he growled. There was a note in his voice that would of scared me if it had been directed… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“And, finally, I noticed that a hot flush was spreading over me, and that the look in his eyes was doing more… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Dimitri. I hadn't known he was here. His eyes were on me too,dark and endless. Only I couldn't read what he was… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Stop fighting me!" he said, trying to pull on the arm he held. He was in a precarious position himself, straddling the… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Other people spoke, and I tried to keep up with the translations. All the stories were about Dimitri's kindness and strength of… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Dimitri is dead," she said. It was a statement, not a question, but she was looking to me for confirmation. I wondered… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Then the best thing I can do is—" He froze. The brown eyes that had been narrowed with aggravation suddenly went wide… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You see something you like?" I asked, echoing something I'd said to him ling ago, when he'd caught me in a compromising… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Don't cut it," he said gruffly. "But no one'll see my tattoos if I don't." "Wear it up." -Dimitri, Rose, Dimitri — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Yet, it had been Dimitri’s gentleness and thoughtfulness mixed with that deadliness that made him so wonderful. The same hands that wielded… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
How is Angeline?” asked Dimitri. “Is she improving?” Eddie and I exchanged glances. So much for avoiding her indiscretions. “Improving how exactly?”… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Her eyes flicked over the cards, looked at Dimitri, then looked back at the cards. Her expression was blank. "You will lose… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Dimitri: "Rose, I'm seven years older than you. In ten years, that won't mean so much, but for now, it's huge. I'm… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
None of it seems real. Who knows? Maybe it isn’t. Maybe it’s actually happening to someone else. Maybe it’s something I imagined.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Sonya gave him a sly smile. "And here I thought you had a soft spot for reckless young girls." "Rose never would… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Ever since Dimitri came back...no, scratch that. Ever since you became obsessed with changing him, you've been torn over me. No matter… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Letter to Rose from Strigoi Dimitri. Delivered to Rose after her return from Russia and her quest to Kill Dimitir, which she… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Rose: "I was testing dorm security. It sucks." Dimitri: "You must be freezing. Do you want my coat?" Rose: "I'm fine. What… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
She was right about something else too," Dimitri said after a long pause. My back was to him, but there was a… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
If you're Strigoi," the boy interrupted loudly, "then why don't you have horns? My friend Jeffrey said Strigoi have horns." Dimitri's eyes… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Rose: "If you'd teach me to swear in Russian, I might have a new appreciation for it."Dimitri: "You swear too much already."Rose:… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Dimitri: "I also have a feeling your mother's going to have one ugly conversation with me." Rose: "You're about to go face… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
We had just paid the check when Dimitri's cell phone rang. "Hello?" he answered. And like that, his face transformed. That fierceness… — 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
