Jesse: " Hey Rose, welcome back. Still breaking hearts?" Rose: " Are you volunteering? — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
And hey, if I keep loving you, maybe you'll eventually crack and love me too. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Hey show some respect. They’re real people with names. Carla and Krissy” He frowned. “Or was it Missy? — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Yeah according to my- Hey, are you staring at my chest? -Rose to Adrian — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Hey Rose, welcome back. You still breaking hearts?" "Are you volunteering?" His grin widened." Let's hang out sometime and find out. If… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
He glanced over at me, a smile twisting his lips. "Hey, no advice, Ghost Girl. Guardians should be seen and not heard."… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
God,” I moaned. “Do they use that stuff as rocket fuel?” “No one made you keep drinking it.” “Hey, don’t get preachy.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Hey Mason, wipe that drool off you face. If you're going to think about me naked, do it on your own time.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Another power I don't have," said Lissa ruefully. I grinned. "Hey, I have yet to meet any spirit user who can throw… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
It wasn't the kind of touch that said, Hey, I've got a plan, so hang in there because we're going to get… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
She probably gave up and started playing Minesweeper." [...] We reached the cafe and found Sydney bent over her laptop, with a… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Oh, hey. This looks promising. " We came to a stop before a high, barbwire fence with an enormous PRIVATE PROPERTY--NO UNAUTHORIZED… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Well, if the excitement's over, I think I'll take a bath.' 'Wow. The harsh lifestyle of a succubus. I wish I had… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
By the way, my name's Rose Hathaway. I'm seventeen years old, training to protect and kill vampires, in love with a completely… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Hey, Volusian, you haven't been checking me out, have you?" He gave me his trademark bland stare. "I assure you, mistress, the… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Hey, Sydney. I thought I saw your car out there." He glanced around. "Is, uh, Jill with you?" "Not today." I said.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Hey, if you'd wanted to avoid 'this,' you shouldn't have lured me last night. Now it's too late. You might as well… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Seth laughed when he saw me. “Hey,” I said, poking him with my foot, “be nice.” “I think this is the first… — 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… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Hey, a guy can hope. I mean, it’s not impossible that a car full of scantily clad sorority girls might break down… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
That's smart. Once Sonya's able to talk, we'll need to move." He smiled. "Sydney's turning into a battle mastermind." "Hey, she's not… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Oh," he said, knocking a red ball into a hole. "It's you." "You were expecting someone else?" I asked. "Am I interrupting… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Hey." She said, looking up from an open book propped up on one knee. She brushed a few strands of pale hair… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Hey, have you ever heard of the Alchemists? " "Sure, " he said. "Of course you have. " "Why? Did you run… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Hey, big spender,” I said. He looked appreciative but more amused than anything else. He reached into his pocket and pulled out… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Hey Mason, wipe the drool off your face. If you're going to think about me naked, do it on your own time."… — 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
“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
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
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
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
“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
“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
“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
“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
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
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
“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
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
“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
![“She probably gave up and started playing Minesweeper." [...] We reached the cafe and found Sydney bent over her laptop, with a barely eaten Danish and what was probably her fourth cup of coffee. We slid into seats beside her. "How's it—hey! You ARE playing Minesweeper!” quote by Richelle Mead](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/i/65a/richelle-mead-46_bent_she-probably-gave-up-and-started-playing_2996588.jpg)
![“Hey Mason, wipe the drool off your face. If you're going to think about me naked, do it on your own time." [...] "This is my time, Hathaway. I'm leading today's session." "Oh yeah?" I retorted. "Huh. Well, I guess this is a good time to think about me naked, then." "It's always a good a time to…” quote by Richelle Mead](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/i/283/richelle-mead-46_faces_hey-mason-wipe-the-drool-off-your-face-i_931848.jpg)