Rose!" I looked to my right and saw Adrian cutting across the lawn toward me, oblivious to the slush's effects on his… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Yeah. Rose." Jill sighed and stared vacantly ahead. "She's all he sees when he closes his eyes. Flashing dark eyes and a… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I don't want to. Believe me. But I can't help it. Rose said in time, I'll learn the control to keep his… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Dimitri: "Were you really going to attack all of us? Doing that...protecting her like that—it was very brave. Stupid, but still brave.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
It's late, I'm tired, and your cigarettes are giving me a headache," I growled. "I suppose that's fair." He drew in on… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Don't cut it," he said gruffly. "But no one'll see my tattoos if I don't." "Wear it up." -Dimitri, Rose, Dimitri — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Yes, Roza. I did want you. I still do. I wish... we could be together. -Dimitri to Rose on their relationship — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
He'd barely seen me coming, and despite the horribleness of what I'd just done, I kind of wished one of my instructors… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You see something you like?" I asked, echoing something I'd said to him ling ago, when he'd caught me in a compromising… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Of course, now I had the problem of communicating what I needed. Marlen was still beating on the door, and Dimitri would… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
If your eyes weren't open, you wouldn't know the difference between dreaming and waking. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I always love it whenever Rose delivers one of her witty one-liners—particularly when it’s a completely serious situation. The contrast always amuses… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Rose, nothing in this world could make me hate you." "Not even trying to bring my ex-boyfriend back from the dead? — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You and me are going to have so much fun, Rose. Picking out curtains, doing each other's hair, telling ghost stories.... — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Rose Hathaway: "Was he right?” Dimitri Belikov: "Who?” Rose Hathaway: "Victor…he said it couldn't have worked. The necklace.” Dimitri Belikov: "What do… — 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
“I had Lissa's number memorized and I sent her the following note: I know what you're going to do, and it is… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
This college would probably have the same problem as the last one did." I frowned, "What's that?" "Homework. — 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
What's with all the running, anyway? I mean, I realize the importance of stamina and all that, but shouldn't I be moving… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
What do you mean it wasn't anything? Didn't the earth move or the planets align or something? -Rose to Lissa on sleeping… — 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
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
“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
