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“God might work on mysterious ways, but hell worked on efficient ones.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
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I'm guessing whatever 'ways' you have in mind aren't Jill-appropriate either." "Put your books away and I'll show you. — 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
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Look at it this way," Ms. Terwilliger said, after several moments of thought. "The callistana thinks of you two as its parents. — 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
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For a moment, staring down and realizing what I'd just done, I wanted to throw myself in after him, because surely there… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Not everything about me is cute." "That's true, some things are cute. The rest are sexy. Astonishing, agonizingly sexy. It's a wonder… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Even I make mistakes." I put on my brash, overconfident face. "I know it's hard to believe—kind of surprises me myself—but I… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
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But what I found most interesting was that Aaron had apparently found a way to pass the time without her. Beside him,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You said you were a victim. That's why...that's why ultimately, you and I aren't matched for each other. In spite of everything… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Lucky Charms?” I asked. “Magically delicious,” he explained. “Requisite for any sort of building project.” I shook my head, still amazed at… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
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Hey." She said, looking up from an open book propped up on one knee. She brushed a few strands of pale hair… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
He didn't see me looking at him, but I could tell the ceremony was having the same effect on him. He was… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
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Abe's face came back into focus. "Greetings, Zmey," I said weakly. Somehow, him being here didn't surprise me. "Nice of you to… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Okay, God, I thought. Get me out of this and I’ll stop my half-assed church-going ways. You got me past a pack… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I looked him in the eye, "I will always love you." Then plunged the stake into his chest. It wasn't as precise… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Love is . . .” An old memory with Adrian came back to me, and some of the turbulent emotion I always… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Love in the real world doesn’t usually work out the way stories make us think it should. We don’t always get fairy-tale… — 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
What were good and evil, really, but stupid categories? Stupid categories that restricted people and punished or rewarded them based on how… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
We're the same! Even Sonya says we are. We've always been the same, and we're both acting the same stupid way now!… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
There were drinks and food in full force, and some Moroi guy had a guitar out and was trying to impress girls… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
The Alchemists’ beliefs are my beliefs,” I say quickly. She arched an eyebrow. “Are they? I would hope your beliefs would be… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
You're a Dhampir," I breathed. "So are you." he teased. "Yeah, but I just thought—" "That I was human? Because of the… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
What’s wrong?” asked Seth, seeing my frown. “That new drummer. Alec. He hit on me earlier, and now he’s moving in on… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Don't get caught up in fashion games. These kids probably think we're old, nark conformists or something, but really, they're just conforming… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Emerald green eyes studied us from a face that could have been sculpted by one of the classical artists I so admired.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
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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
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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
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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
