You're my flame in the dark. We chase away the shadows around each other. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Adrian looked away from me and down to where my hand covered his. I blushed and pulled away. “Sorry” I’d probably freaked… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I took a deep breath and said: “I fell in love with a vampire.” And like that, I was blinded by light.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Damn, you have no idea what I have been through today." "Actually I have a pretty good idea.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
But I’m just going to be out there having a tea party with her cats or whatever it is she has in… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I’m not dangerous,” I breathed. He brought his face toward mine. “You are to me.” And somehow, against all reason, we were… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Ivashkov," she repeated, her face the picture of serenity. "My name is Sydney Ivashkov.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“We will undo whatever that Moroi boy has done to you." "You sure about that, Dad? Because he's done everything to me.” — 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
“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
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
“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
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
The future of our relationship hinged on advice from a fifteen-year old girl, a probably untrue story from a one-eyed Chihuahua trainer,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I tried to be a better person for her– but it was to impress her, to get her to want me. But… — 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
“Angeline flushed. “It’s not my fault.” “Even I know you can’t write an entry on Wikipedia and then use it as a… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Well, this is a nice surprise," he said. He looked us over. Jill had changed into her normal clothes during her isolation… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Didn’t need to see your aura.” He tapped my forehead. “You get a cute little frown there when you’ve got something bothering… — 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… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“He is really cute,” I admitted, curious as to how many girls like me this guy had met. He shook his head… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“He smiled willingly. "Well, I always aim to help others in need." "Yeah," a new voice suddenly said. "That's exactly what comes… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I'm done with the pouting," he said. "Done with being moody—well, I mean, I'm always a little moody. That's what Adrian Ivashkov's… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I did it because he wasn't fair to you. Because you deserve credit for what you've done. Because he needs to realize… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Please, ma’am. Please help me. You seem like someone who really appreciates knowledge and learning, and I’d be so grateful if you’d… — richelle mead Copy Share Image
“So, Zoe told me today that—” “Wait. Are you going to talk like that?” I glanced down and realized he was referring… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Do you know anything about silent films?” “Sure,” I said. “The first ones were developed in the late nineteenth century and sometimes… — 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
“I see how it is,” I snapped. “You were all in favor of me breaking the tattoo and thinking on my own—but… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Are you okay with what we ordered?” Angeline asked him. “You didn’t pipe up with any requests.” Neil shook his head, face… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen walking this earth.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“What are you thinking?” I asked. “That we should’ve been doing this a long time ago.” — 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
“Is it true?" She asked. "Do you have a date?" "For the love of-you know it's true! And you told Adrian didn't… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
So,” I said at last, staring at my hands. “How’s, uh, your car?” “I left it out on the street. Figured it’ll… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Moroi shied from sunlight, but as I watched the way it illuminated her, I knew without a doubt that humans had been… — 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
