“I Had A Black Eye. A Freaking Black Eye. And My Mother Have Given It To Me.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
My mother wasnʹt sleeping with anybody. She doesnʹt even sleep with my father. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I can pick a lock. How do you think I got into my parents' liquor cabinet in middle school? — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“My mother should have been an attorney. She and Abe could have opened a law firm together.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I also have a feeling your mother’s going to have a very ugly conversation with me." – Dimitri — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“What'd did I tell you?" muttered Adrian. He has no fuzzy affection for his father. "De-lightful.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Look at it this way," Ms. Terwilliger said, after several moments of thought. "The callistana thinks of you two as its parents. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Who are these people?" my mother asked. "Guess," replied Abe flatly. "Who would be foolish enough to break into court after escaping… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Takes a lot of tries before you hit perfection." He paused to reconsider that. "Well, except for my parents. They got it… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Adrian ordered a martini, earning disapproving looks from his father and me. "It's barely noon," said Nathan. "I know," said Adrian. "I'm… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“My mother was a voice of reason, a reminder that they had to stay focused and fully assess the situation. Her composure… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Don't blame us," said my mother. "We didn't blow up half of Court, steal a dozen cars, call out a murderer in… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Of course they didn't give us this much, Sage. But I had to make sure I nailed my first assignment. Takes a… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
For a moment, I was captivated as I studied them side by side. My mother: the perfect picture of guardian excellence and… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You'll be eighteen soon, but even so…" He sighed. "When this comes out, a lot of people aren't going to be happy."… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Dimitri: "I also have a feeling your mother's going to have one ugly conversation with me." Rose: "You're about to go face… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I don't know. This college would probably have the same problem the last one did." I frowned. "What's that?" "Homework." "Adrian," growled… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Well he didn't treat my mother very well. He did some horrible things." "Like..." I hesitated. "Blood-whore things?" "Like beating-her-up kinds of… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Christian's family lived under the shadow cast by his parents. They had purposely become Striogi, trading thier magic and mortality to become… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You approve?" I asked, spinning around. He slipped an arm around my waist. "Unfortunately, yes. I was hoping you'd show up in… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“While part of my mind puzzled that out, I watched my mother with fascination. I'd listened to her tell her stories. I'd… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Rose," said my mother. For once in my life, she sounded unsure about herself. Scared, maybe. "Mia said you wanted to see… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Are you super strong? Can you be hurt?" "Of course I can," replied Dimitri. "I'm strong, but all sorts of things can… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Strigoi have red eyes, " I explained. "Do his eyes look red?" The boy leaned forward. "No. They're brown. " "What else… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You don't know your father, do you?” I shook my head. "No. All I know is he must have had wicked cool… — 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
