Rose Hathaway: "Was he right?” Dimitri Belikov: "Who?” Rose Hathaway: "Victor…he said it couldn't have worked. The necklace.” Dimitri Belikov: "What do… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Call me crazy for asking this, but, um, are Lissa and I going with you?" "No" "No?" "No. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
What were you thinking?" I demanded once we were moving to the music. I was trying to ignore his hands. "Do you… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“How is Angeline?" asked Dimitri. "Is she improving?" Eddie and I exchanged glances. So much for avoiding her indiscretions. "improving how exactly?"… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
The only thing better than imagining Dimitri carrying me in his arms was imagining him shirtless while carrying me in his arms. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“What in the world is this abomination?” Lissa, only slightly more tactful, asked, “Adrian, is this some kind of joke?” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
But I couldn't help myself, couldn't help the way I felt as I recalled the bliss and rush of a vampire's bite. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
By the way, my name's Rose Hathaway. I'm seventeen years old, training to protect and kill vampires, in love with a completely… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
The incident with Dawn hadn't been one of my finer moments. I honestly hadn't expected to break any bones when I shoved… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Good God," I said. "This is the most stereotypical vampire food ever." "Only if it was raw. What do you think?" "It's… — 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
Doug returned five minutes later and shook his head. "Sorry kid. She's single, but she doesn't think you're her type. She's into… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Guardian Belikov is the princess's guardian now," said Kirova, "Her sanctioned guardian." "You got cheap foreign labour to protect Lissa?” — 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
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“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
