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
Rose,” he said, forcibly trying to keep a serious tone, “I can think of many words to describe you, sexy and hot… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“So many details came into focus. The shape of his lips, the line of his neck. “I’m not dangerous,” I breathed. He… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
This is a, uh, friendship ring right?” “Yeah, don’t worry. If I propose, you’ll know it. For one thing, I’ll be hyperventilating.”… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
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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
Not everything about me is cute." "That's true, some things are cute. The rest are sexy. Astonishing, agonizingly sexy. It's a wonder… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“She sat up, cheeks flushed and golden hair tousled. She was so beautiful that it made my soul ache. I always wished… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
My boyfriend was insanely sexy, vampire or not, and I couldn't keep my hands off him. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
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Seth laughed when he saw me. “Hey,” I said, poking him with my foot, “be nice.” “I think this is the first… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
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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
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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
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“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
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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
