“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
“I also suddenly realized that, as unlikely as it seemed, Adrian and I had a lot in common. Both of us were… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I'm always crazy around you Rose. Here, I'm going to write an impromptu poem for you. 'Rose is in red But never… — Adrian Ivashkov 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
“I think Adrian really likes you. Like, in a wanting-to-be-serious way." I shook my head and stepped back. "Nope. He likes me… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Out of old habit, I put my hand on my collarbone, touching a cross that was no longer there. Don't let them… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“An image of Sydney's face appeared in my mind's eye, calm and lovely. I believe in you. My anxiety faded. I took… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“This is it?” I asked. “This is going to keep away an uber-powerful dream entity? It looks like a prop from The… — 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
“I don’t suppose there’s a Georgina Kincaid Instruction Manual around somewhere to help me avoid these embarrassing blunders in the future.” “We… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“It's Dana! She's back early." He ran his hand frantically over Mitch's neat, blonde hair. "What's she want? What's she doing here?… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You should dress her better, you know." "I'm not interested in putting clothes on her," Adrian called as he steered me away.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“All right, Mortensen, last chance. Are you ready to make the switch from voyeur to exhibitionist?” He inclined his head toward me… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You had your heart broken much?” He paused. “Of course. Everyone does. Part of life.” “Tell me her name. I’ll kick her… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Honestly, half the reason I like you is because you’re so...I don’t know. You like life.” He looked away from my eyes,… — 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
