He’d moved toward me again. His hands released mine and moved to my waist, and I noticed I wasn’t the only one… — 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
A gun I had been brought down by a gun. It was practically comical. Cheaters, I thought. I’d spent my life focusing… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
What's purple mean?" Adrian put his hand on the door. "Gotta go, Sage. Dont want to keep Dorothy waiting — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
He laced his fingers through mine and lifted my hand to his lips. I had gloves on, but he kissed exactly where… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
We all stared at the scoreboard in stunned silence. Only Carter was able to get anything out. "That," he told Robert exuberantly,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Our lips met hungrily, and his clever artistic hands wrapped around my hips. A sudden buzz from my regular cell phone startled… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
It's like living in a retirement home! Clarence is taking a nap right now, and he eats at five. It's so boring."… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Thanks for looking out for her, Sage. You're okay. For a human." I almost laughed. "Thanks." "You can say it too, you… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Dad told Uncle Seth not to screw things up,” she informed me as we washed our hands. “He said even if Uncle… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Do what? Come up with a clever pun referencing Jerome's demonic status? The truth is, I usually keep a stash of them… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I don't suppose you offered to help?" "Sage," Adrian declared. "These hands don't do manual labor." He knocked another ball into a… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Blake smiled radiantly. ʺMay I call you Vasilisa?ʺ ʺYou can call me Lissa.ʺ ʺYou can also,ʺ added Christian, ʺlet go of her… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
He exhaled loudly and raked a hand through the sable brown hair he always kept stylishly messy. "Look, Rose. You don’t have… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
It doesn’t matter,” said Adrian, smiling. He rested a hand on my shoulder. “Some things are worth the trouble. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Avery worries about her, too, so Lissa's in good hands. Avery's pretty amazing." I gave him a scathing look. "Amazing? Do you… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Then why are you crying?” “Because of you!” I beat my fists on his chest. “Because I love you, and I don’t… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Adrian smiled and clasped my hands, taking a few steps toward me. "And as for who you are, you’re the same beautiful,… — 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
Oh,” she said. “You can rest assured that I will kill him. Mostly this is to emphasize what I said before: no… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I loved you!” he yelled. He jumped up out of his chair so quickly I never saw it coming. “I loved you,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
No, thank you," said Adrian. "These hands don't sully themselves with fighting. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
What were you thinking?" I demanded once we were moving to the music. I was trying to ignore his hands. "Do you… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Adrian looked away from me and down to where my hand covered his. I blushed and pulled away. “Sorry” I’d probably freaked… — 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
