Rose!" 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 MeadThe only thing true about what you just said was the storybook damsel part - and that only because you're pretty enough to be one.
Richelle MeadAdrian sifted through the bags and pulled out a slice of coconut cream. "If I were a dragon, this is what I'd go for." I didn't argue, mainly because that statement had no logical argument.
Richelle MeadI wanted to bring Lissa back, and I wanted to return to Adrian's arms again, return to his lips and all this life... "Hathaway! Good God, do I have to hose you down?
Richelle MeadWeโre suckers for this, Sydney. Men. Youโve got me completely helpless right now. Youโre so beautiful and alluring, and we guys canโt help ourselves. We fight wars for you, cajole you . . . and you put up with us. We have it easy here in bed.โ She turned my face toward hers. โThis wasnโt exactly difficult for me.โ โBut we still have it easy. Youโre the strength, the pillars . . . our defenders, our childrenโs defenders.
Richelle Mead