I need you,ʺ said Lissa. ʺI hear that from women a lot,ʺ said Adrian. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Despite his cynical exterior, he had a good heart-and Lissa owned most of it. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Strigoi or not, I didn't trust him. He was a jerk, and I silently screamed at Lissa to get out of there,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Nothing," she said softly. "A queen must possess nothing to rule because she has to give everything she has to her people.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“ Aaron would never make up anything like that.” "That's because Aaron doesn't say anything that requires words of more than one syllable.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“And after a while...I mean, how do you choose? Who gets to live? Part of life is that...well, some people have to… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“It's not about you, okay ? This time, it's about me. Not you. All my life, Lissa ... All my life, it's… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“This," Adrian said grandly, "is Blake Lazar." "It's nice to meet you," she said. Blake smile radiantly. "May I call you Vasilisa?"… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“- Then… it was like… I don’t even know how to describe it. Color and light and music and life and joy… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Lissa's hotel suite had a expansive living room and work area, with an adjacent bedroom accessible through frosted-glass French doors. Serena nodded… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“The Moroi then noticed Adrian's companions and jumped up. He caught hold of Lissa's hand, leaned over, and kissed it. "Princess Dragomir.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Did the queen offer to let you bring another friend?" "She did," admitted Lissa. "In particular, she suggested Adrian. But he's sulking...and… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Oh, so that's why you're up here. For a pity party." "This isn't a joke. I'm serious." I could tell Lissa was… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Lissa and I had been best friends ever since kindergarden, when our teacher had paired us together for writing lessons. Forcing five-year-olds… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“We need change. I mean, our traditions are important. We shouldn't give up on those. But sometimes, I think we're misguided." "Misguided?"… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Did you really just invite Adrian to your room later?" asked Lissa. Avery shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe. Sometimes we hang out… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“So, explain this," Avery said, "You just, what, hang around the Academy all day? Are you trying to redo your high school… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Don’t you think we’re going to go to hell for this?” asked Lissa. He reached out and touched her face, trailing his… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“We sat like that for a long time, until a discrete knock at the half-open door broke us apart. Lissa stood in… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Do you believe in 'fairy tales'?" I asked, looking up into Lissa's eyes. "What . . . What kind of fairy tales?"… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Hey, Ivashkov! Open up. " Avery argued. She kept pounding on the door and yelling, and finally, Adrian answered. His hair stuck… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Don't do that!" she exclaimed, shivering at the realization that it had been his fingers touching her. He gave her his lazy,… — 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
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