God,โ I moaned. โDo they use that stuff as rocket fuel?โ โNo one made you keep drinking it.โ โHey, donโt get preachy. Besides, I had to be polite.โ โSure,โ she said.
Richelle MeadThere was a look of woe on his face that was almost comical. Raids, bullets, criminals...no problem. A missing duster? Crisis.
Richelle MeadI wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. I didn't care that we were out in public. I didn't care that he was Moroi. All that mattered was that he was Adrian, my Adrian. My match. My partner in crime.
Richelle MeadShe has very strong ideas about family - ideas that probably sound kind of sexist to you. She believes all dhampirs should train and put in time as guardians, but that the women should eventually return home to raise their children together. But not the men? No, he said wryly. She thinks men still need to stay out there and kill Strigoi.
Richelle MeadสบWhy,สบ he began slowly, สบis Victor Dashkov joining us?สบ สบWell, itสนs kind of a funny story . . .สบ
Richelle MeadKill me, Doug. Just kill me now. Put me out of my misery.โ โChrist, Kincaid, what did you say to him?โ murmured Doug. โWell,โ I told Doug, โI ripped on his fans and on how long it takes for his books to come out.โ Doug stared at me, his expectations exceeded. โThen I saidโnot knowing who he wasโthat Iโd be Seth Mortensenโs love slave in exchange for advanced copies of his books.
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