Whatever happened to the dragon?" I mustered my primmest tone. "He has a name, you know." Adrian pulled back and gave me… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Sometimes it's worth lingering on the journey for a while before getting to the destination. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
My nails dug into his back, and he trailed his lips down the edge of my chin, down the center of my… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Sydney: "You can be Jet if you want, but we are not posing as a couple again" Adrian: "Are you sure? Because… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
The Alchemists’ beliefs are my beliefs,” I say quickly. She arched an eyebrow. “Are they? I would hope your beliefs would be… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Adrian tipped my face up toward his and kissed me. Like always, the world around me stopped moving. No, the world became… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I love you, and beneath all that logic, calculation, and superstition, I know you love me too. — 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
Piece of Heaven?" "No, that other place I'm going to go to for thinking what I'm thinking. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You can think whatever you want, do whatever you want. I'm going to just go on loving you, even if it's hopeless. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
So,” I said at last, staring at my hands. “How’s, uh, your car?” “I left it out on the street. Figured it’ll… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I’m not a warrior or a goddess,” I said at last. Adrian leaned closer. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re both. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Because I’ve got a lot more terms of endearment to use. Honey pie. Sugarplum. Bread pudding," “Why are they all high-calorie foods? — 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
