I changed my mind," he said. "I'll take you up on helping me get a job." I almost swerved into oncoming traffic.
Richelle MeadIf I was drunk, I wouldnโt be here at all. And really, this is pretty good for four White Russians.โ โWhite what?โ I almost sat down but was afraid the chair might dematerialize beneath me. โItโs a drink,โ he said. โYouโd think I wouldnโt be into something named thatโyou know, considering my own personal experience with Russians. But theyโre surprisingly delicious. The drinks, not real Russians.
Richelle MeadRose!" I looked to my right and saw Adrian cutting across the lawn toward me, oblivious to the slush's effects on his designer shoes. "Did you just call me 'Rose'?" I asked. "And not 'little dhampir'? I don't think that's ever happened." "It happens all the time," he countered, catching up to me.
Richelle MeadShe felt so much emotionally, she would say, that a physical outlet - physical pain - was the only way to make her internal pain go away. It was the only way she could control it.
Richelle Mead(Men without ambition are boring) And that attitude, mistress, is why the females of your kind continue to struggle for equality. And why they continue to fail.
Richelle MeadAll that mattered was that he was Adrian, my Adrian. My match. My partner in crime, in the long battle Iโd just signed on for to right the wrongs in the Alchemist and Moroi worlds. Maybe Marcus was right that Iโd also signed myself up for disaster, but I didnโt care. In that moment, it seemed that as long as Adrian and I were together, there was no challenge too great for us.
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