Hey, have you ever heard of the Alchemists? " "Sure, " he said. "Of course you have. " "Why? Did you run… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
If you want some advice—which I'm sure you don't—you guys should lay off on the magic. Christian still thinks you're moving in… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You know, Aunt Tasha makes jokes about how youʹd actually be a better queen than the others, except sometimes . . .… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I think Adrian really likes you. Like, in a wanting-to-be-serious way." "Nope. He likes me in a wanting-to-get-the-clothes-off-the-cute-dhampir way. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Christian stretched out beside her and pulled her close. ʺBut for what itʹs worth, I think youʹd be a great queen too,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Maybe instead of stalking her, you should go out with someone else." He sighed. "You don't think I've tried? How can anyone… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I think it’s more like a shirt that says, ‘I’m going to have to end this date early so I can go… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I spent the rest of the day doing little more than that. I skipped dinner. I shed a few tears. But mostly,… — 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
Christian's family lived under the shadow cast by his parents. They had purposely become Striogi, trading thier magic and mortality to become… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Sydney sighed and stood up, smoothing her rumpled clothes with dismay. ʺI need a coffee shop or something.ʺ ʺI think I saw… — 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
I don't think most people take honest well. They prefer the games. They want to believe the pretty lies. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
But perhaps the best part of all was that I, Sydney Katherine Sage, guilty of constantly analyzing the world around me, well,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Maybe everyone else thinks your aversion to food is cute- but not me. I've watched you watch Jill. Here's some tough love:… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Well, if the excitement's over, I think I'll take a bath.' 'Wow. The harsh lifestyle of a succubus. I wish I had… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You know, you still owe me pancakes. I think I could go for…apple cinnamon ones now. “ “Apple cinnamon? You sure are… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
None of it seems real. Who knows? Maybe it isn’t. Maybe it’s actually happening to someone else. Maybe it’s something I imagined.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
She laughed softly. "Therapy isn't so much about what I think as you do." "Then why do it at all?" "Because we… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Adrian suddenly made an abrupt turn onto a side street we'd nearly driven past. I jerked upright as he clipped the curb.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You remember our talk about purpose and meaning?" he asked me, the smile disappearing. "Well, I think this might be mine. I… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Dimitri: "Rose, I'm seven years older than you. In ten years, that won't mean so much, but for now, it's huge. I'm… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Well, you've finally got a license to kill. It's about time. " I turned and met the amused eyes of Christian Ozera,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Rose!" I looked to my right and saw Adrian cutting across the lawn toward me, oblivious to the slush's effects on his… — 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
