Rose. Roza. Open your eyes." I've never heard heard his voice so strained, so frantic. "Don't go to sleep on me. Not… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Dont worry, Roza, I'm not afraid. I'll take whatever heat they give me over being with you. It's worth it. — 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
I haven’t even really tried to win you over, Roza. When I want to, I can be very persuasive. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Roza." His voice had that same wonderful lowness, the same accent . . . it was all just colder. "You forgot my… — 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
Okay,' I said quietly. 'I'll do whatever you say. Just remember not to talk down to me. I'm not your student anymore.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I'll see you later Roza." "At our next practice?" I asked. "We are starting those up again, right? I mean you still… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
We had just paid the check when Dimitri's cell phone rang. "Hello?" he answered. And like that, his face transformed. That fierceness… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Rose: "If you'd teach me to swear in Russian, I might have a new appreciation for it."Dimitri: "You swear too much already."Rose:… — 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
Roza, my self-control is ten times stronger than yours." I opened my eyes, shifting to look into his. I brushed his hair… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I eyed Dimitri, recalling a shadow in my periphery back in the ballroom. "You followed when I jumped in front of Lissa,… — 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
