“... but I realized the place didn't matter. The person did. With someone you loved, you could be anywhere, and it would… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“No one would have guessed this: that living as a Strigoi had hardened his heart, killing any chance of him loving anyone.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“And then the kissing started again. There was no avoiding it, not when we were together like this, far away from the… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“But with Sydney... with Sydney, I'd had it all- And lost it all. Love, understanding, respect. The sense that we'd both become… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I do. Sometimes I look at him...and I remember how it was when I kissed him and felt that love. It… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Love is . . .” An old memory with Adrian came back to me, and some of the turbulent emotion I always… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“And yet, once again, you’re the one who finds romantic subtext in everything I say.” “I do not. You know that’s not… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“And then . . . we’re going to get in my car.” I waited for him to elaborate on a destination. “And?” He gently kissed… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I knew I sounded hysterical, and Adrian’s calmness only drove that home. “I think I have an idea,” he said. “An idea… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You and I have been through too much together. We're too close, too connected. I wasn't that crazy on spirit when I… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I stood on the precipice of something that would change my life. For the last week, Iʹd done a very good job… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“His eyes were on his heart, completely caught up in his work. 'Just something kicking around in my head. Reminds me of… — 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 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
“I threw myself against the bars, so rapidly that even Mikhail flinched. "But I love you!" I hissed. "And I know you… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
What was love, really? Flowers, chocolate, and poetry? Or was it something else? Was it being able to finish someone's jokes? Was… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You know," he said, "under normal circumstances, you inviting me to the bedroom would be the highlight of my day." I crossed… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Do you know what I see in you now? The usual aura. A steady golden yellow, healthy and strong, with spikes of… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
But the humans weren't what made my steps falter as I walked through grass that had turned bright green with summer's touch.… — 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
“You act young," he said, "because you are young. But you know things, Roza. Things people older than you don't even know.… — 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