“Clearly my stunning beauty has clouded your mind." - Rose Hathaway” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I fought against her, trying to mount some kind of defense, but it was like fighting Dimitri on crack. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Love wasn't a fling in a back room at a party. It was something you lived and died for.” — 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
Don't be sorry you loved him. That's part of you, part you have to let go... — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
This was the kind of dress that changed the world. The kind of dress that started religions. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You, know I'm the Queen's favorite great nephew, Well, yeah I'm her only great nephew, but that's not important, I'd still be… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“- Then… it was like… I don’t even know how to describe it. Color and light and music and life and joy… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Do you love him?" There were only a few people in the world who could ask me such insanely personal questions without… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
God,” I moaned. “Do they use that stuff as rocket fuel?” “No one made you keep drinking it.” “Hey, don’t get preachy.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You can't fool me, comrade. You want to put on a cowboy hat and keep lawless bank robbers in line.'' "No time.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“This," Adrian said grandly, "is Blake Lazar." "It's nice to meet you," she said. Blake smile radiantly. "May I call you Vasilisa?"… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I had a standing arrangement with God: I'd agree to believe in Him -barely- as long as He let me sleep in… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Rose: "You see something you like?" Dimitri: "Get dressed.” -Rose Hathaway & Dimitri Belikov (Vampire Academy)” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Dimitri: "She might be wild and disrespectful, but if she has potential—" Rose: "Wild and disrespecful? Who the hell are you anyway?… — 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
Avery worries about her, too, so Lissa's in good hands. Avery's pretty amazing." I gave him a scathing look. "Amazing? Do you… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Dimitri: "I also have a feeling your mother's going to have one ugly conversation with me." Rose: "You're about to go face… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“That's a dangerous look," said Dimitri, giving me a brief glance before returning his eyes to the road. "What look?" I asked… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Belikov is a sick, evil man who should be thrown into a pit of rabid vipers for the great offense he commited… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Rose,” she said, leaning toward me. “I’m going to be blunt with you. I’m not going to give you lectures or demand… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Other people spoke, and I tried to keep up with the translations. All the stories were about Dimitri's kindness and strength of… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Dimitri is dead," she said. It was a statement, not a question, but she was looking to me for confirmation. I wondered… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“They all knew about me and Dimitri," I said, wondering if I'd be saying any of this sober. "But I never told… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You've got to take it on faith that the enemy of your enemy is your friend. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I'm backing down now. I really do love you. That's why I'm doing this. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Don't worry know what you can't change. rest when you can so you'll be ready for tomorrows battle.” — richelle mead Copy Share Image
Then, his struggles stopped. His eyes stared at me, stunned, and his lips parted, almost into a smile, albeit a grisly and… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“When he finished cleaning my open wounds, he found a jar of salve and began rubbing it into the rough parts of… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Roza." His voice had that same wonderful lowness, the same accent . . . it was all just colder. "You forgot my… — 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
