Adrian tipped my face up toward his and kissed me. Like always, the world around me stopped moving. No, the world became… — 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
When I look into his eyes, I could see without a doubt that he loved me more than anyone else in the… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Sage?" Adrian lightly touched my arm, and I jumped at the feel of his fingertips against my skin. "You okay?" "I don't… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Is he... is Dimitri a Strigoi?" Mason hesitated only a moment, like he was afraid to answer me, and then—he nodded. My… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Why not wear a scar of Motherhood? Better than a tattoo or a mark of Honor. Let the world know what you've… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
For once, you're going to hear something that doesn't fit into your neat, compartmentalized world of order and logic and reason. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Unbelievable," I said. "First you wanted to hide her away to keep you alive. Now you actually want her out in the… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
He nodded toward the sub. "This is going to be a blow-off day." I dragged my mind away from magical intrigue. After… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Trey scoffed. "Between you and me, Brayden's probably the last guy in the world you have to worry about. I think he's… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Because it's one of those things I never expected in my lifetime," he told me. "Like a comet. Or world peace. I'm… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I decided then that if the two people I loved most were safe, I could leave this world. The dead could finally… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
It is terrifying,” said Adrian. “And weird, for lack of a better word. And part of you knows… well, part of you… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Yet, it had been Dimitri’s gentleness and thoughtfulness mixed with that deadliness that made him so wonderful. The same hands that wielded… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
He sighed and then focused his eyes right on me. It was like drowning, drowning in seas of green. There was nothing… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Hey, if you'd wanted to avoid 'this,' you shouldn't have lured me last night. Now it's too late. You might as well… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
The love we'd shared always burned within me, no matter how often I told myself to move on, no matter how much… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Rose, nothing in this world could make me hate you." "Not even trying to bring my ex-boyfriend back from the dead? — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Everything's about my personal entertainment. The world is my stage. Keep it up- you're becoming a star performer in the show. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Ah, Eugenie. I know. We will be victorious, you and me. We're the strongest monarchs in this world. You and I will… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Longing surged up within me. I wanted it. Oh God, I wanted it. I didn't want to hear Jerome chastise me for… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
All that mattered was that he was Adrian, my Adrian. My match. My partner in crime, in the long battle I’d just… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Not at all. I'm saying there's a fire in you that drives everything you do, that makes you need to better the… — 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
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
