“She shook her head and almost laughed. 'My reaction was a little stronger than ‘crap,' Rose. Do you have any idea what… — 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… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Dimitri shook his head and walked off, muttering something in Russian that didn't sound complimentary.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
He shook his head in mock sympathy. "I tell you, Sage. Sometimes I think I am the one who needs to take… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You don't know your father, do you?” I shook my head. "No. All I know is he must have had wicked cool… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You wouldn't understand anything that isn't drinking, smoking, or womanizing." He shook his head. "You're the only one I want, Rose.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Abe shook his head, and now the smile was gone altogether. "That's not the reason either. Don't lie to me little girl."… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I shook my head and turned away, unable to hear this. “I’m leaving now. I really don’t want to see you again.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
He tilted his head to the side, still watching me in that same, disconcerting way. “Some things are true, drunk or sober.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
He shook his head. “No. Because there's no one else out there who understands you like I do.” I waited for more.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“And yet, once again, you’re the one who finds romantic subtext in everything I say.” “I do not. You know that’s not… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
What?" I asked uneasily. "Why are you looking at me like that?" He shook his head, the smile rueful now. "Because sometimes,… — 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
“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
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
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
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
“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
“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
“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
“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
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
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
“Life’s like that. As we grow and change, some things we’ve experienced before take on new meaning. It’ll happen for the rest of your… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
Hey Sydney," she said, giving me a small, crooked smile as she entered the room. Her flashing, dark eyes were friendly, but they were… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
“Sydney Katherine Sage,” he said, his green eyes full of love and earnestness. “Would you do a brooding, deadbeat Moroi the honor of being… — Richelle Mead Copy Share
