Escape plan number seventeen," I told her. "Run away and open a juice stand in Fresno." "Why Fresno?" "Sounds like the kind… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Let me get this straight. The future of our relationship hinged on advice from a fifteen-year-old girl, a probably untrue story from… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Wait for me. Be strong, and I’ll be strong too. I’ll fight my way out of whatever they’ve got in store. I… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I wrote back with a quick message: How do you know about 24601? I refuse to believe you read the book. You… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“But listen to me when I say this. You are an exceptional, talented, and brilliant young woman. Do not ever let anyone… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Can you come over to Amberwood? I need you to help me break curfew and escape my dorm.” There were a few… — 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
“Rose once told me "If your eyes weren't open, you wouldn't know the difference between dreaming and waking." Adrian Ivashkov to Sydney… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“His eyes were on his heart, completely caught up in his work. 'Just something kicking around in my head. Reminds me of… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
My God, Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them?" That uncomfortable feeling was spreading over me again. "What about them?"… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Somehow, Sydney had an internal clock that told her when time was up. I think it was part of her inherent ability… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“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
“No, you 'will' listen. For once, you're going to hear something that doesn't fit into you neat, compartmentalized world of order and… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Hello," I said stiffly. His smile split into a full grin."So nice to see you again." "Always a pleasure." My lie sounded… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. I didn't care that we were out in public. I didn't… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I never saw it coming,” I said bleakly. “I thought I was so smart. And each time I talked to her, I… — 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… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Look, Sage. I don't know much about chemistry or computer hacking or photosynthery, but this is something I've got a lot of… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Dad,” I said quietly, “I’ve always made it a rule in my life not to pick fights with children, cute animals, or… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Are you in a suit?" I managed at last, my voice choking up. "You didn’t have to dress up for me." "Quiet,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You’re a solid person, Sage. You’re easy on the eyes, if a little skinny, and your ability to memorize useless information is… — 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
What am I supposed to do with a wool coat? Especially here in Palm Springs?” “Sleep with it,” he suggested. “Think of… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Because I’ve got a lot more terms of endearment to use. Honey pie. Sugarplum. Bread pudding," “Why are they all high-calorie foods? — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Ivashkov," she repeated, her face the picture of serenity. "My name is Sydney Ivashkov.” — 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're my flame in the dark. We chase away the shadows around each other. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Relax, having kids is years away. But can you imagine? Your brains, my charm, our collective good looks... then add in the… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
We're going on a, um, windmill tour later this week." If I'd wanted to shut them all up, I'd definitely succeeded. They… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I was astonished to see Adrian watching me, a look of contentment on his face. His eyes seemed to study my every… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
