“We can't..." he told me. "I know," I agreed. Then his mouth was on mine again, and this time, I knew there… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“What?" he asked. "I don't know. Just thinking about flowers. And impressing people. I mean, how strange is it that we bring… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
The love in his eyes was so powerful, I needed to look away. Seth had an amazing grasp of the English language,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“But i do believe in souls being in sync, souls that mirror each other.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Love is rarely flawless,” Carter pointed out. “Humans delude themselves by thinking it has to be. It is the imperfection that makes… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“My hands tightened on her, and I again tried to memorize every part of this moment. There was such perfection in the… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
It occurred to me that I was standing face to face with the hero of a love story nearly as dramatic as… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I tortured myself day after day with what if? questions. What if I’d been faster and stronger during the Strigoi fight? What… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I took a deep breath and said: “I fell in love with a vampire.” And like that, I was blinded by light.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I should go," I said thickly. "Let me know when you want to start practice again. And thanks for...talking." I started to… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW YOU LOVE SOMEONE AND FOR THAT PERSON TO SLAP YOU RIGHT IN YOUR FACE” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Weirdly, an image of Adrian’s Love painting came back to me. I thought of the jagged red streak, slashing through the blackness,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I didn’t care at this point and busied myself texting a message to Sydney on the Love Phone, letting her know that… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“What are you thinking?” I asked. “That we should’ve been doing this a long time ago.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Since when do we even play games?” “Since when don’t we play games? Games of life, games of death. Games of love,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Let me get this straight. The future of our relationship hinged on advice from a fifteen-year-old girl, a probably untrue story from… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Then it's settled," I said. "We'll do a dream conference call." That love and rapture faltered. "Wait. How is it settled? How… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Because I don’t do things in halves, Mom. Especially when it comes to love.” — 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
