Honor, I thought. For real: the guardians should have taught it. Because I hadn't learned it. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Hey show some respect. They’re real people with names. Carla and Krissy” He frowned. “Or was it Missy? — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
This isn't a Christmas special! This is my life. In the real world, miracles and goodness just don't happen. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
None of you appreciate me. Why is it so hard to believe that I could make a real contribution in these dark… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Melbourne, I always knew you'd need to learn about this kind of thing. I 'd just kind of hoped you'd learn it… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
What are you, Rose Hathaway? Are you real? You're a dream within a dream. I'm afraid touching you will make me wake… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
The truth, huh? No one wants to hear the truth. The truth is never sexy. But you... You are too goddamned sexy… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You've asked me out tons of times." "Not really. I've made inappropriate suggestions and frequently pushed for nudity. But I've never asked… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Is she for real?” He paused and reconsidered. “Are you for real? Spells? Magic? I mean, don’t get me wrong. I drink… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Love in the real world doesn’t usually work out the way stories make us think it should. We don’t always get fairy-tale… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
She didnʹt know if she could carry on by herself, but then, she realized that if this wasnʹt a dream—and dear God,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
And sometimes, if I was really, really lucky, he’d smile at me. A real smile, too—not the dry one that accompanied the… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Really, Sage? A date?” I sighed. “Yes, Adrian. A date.” “A real date. Not, like, doing homework together,” he added. “I mean… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Mentor’s Official and Complete Procedural Handbook on Initial Succubus Intake and Probationary Period (Abridged). “Abridged?” I spun toward Jerome. “Tell me you’re… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I nearly dropped the plate I held. "You've asked me out tons of times." "Not really. I've made inapproprite suggestions and frequently… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Do you think that's, like, REAL bacon?" I whispered to Sydney and Dimitri. "And not like squirrel or something?" "Looks real to… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
None of it seems real. Who knows? Maybe it isn’t. Maybe it’s actually happening to someone else. Maybe it’s something I imagined.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Naptime,ʺ said Christian, leading her toward the bed. ʺI still need a shower.ʺ ʺSleep first. Shower later.ʺ He pulled back the covers.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Abe's face came back into focus. "Greetings, Zmey," I said weakly. Somehow, him being here didn't surprise me. "Nice of you to… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
If I was drunk, I wouldn’t be here at all. And really, this is pretty good for four White Russians.” “White what?”… — 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
