Life, unfortunately, doesnสนt seem to care what we want. Act now while you can actually stop it from being a disaster.
Richelle MeadBy the way, my name's Rose Hathaway. I'm seventeen years old, training to protect and kill vampires, in love with a completely unsuitable guy, and have a best friend whose weird magic could drive her crazy. Hey, no one said high school was easy.
Richelle MeadYou're not as much of a lost cause as she was. I mean, with her, I had to overcome her deep, epic love with a Russian warlord. You and I just have to overcome hundreds of years' worth of deeply ingrained prejudice and taboo between our two races. Easy.
Richelle MeadIs she for real?โ He paused and reconsidered. โAre you for real? Spells? Magic? I mean, donโt get me wrong. I drink blood and control peopleโs minds. But Iโve never heard of anything like this.
Richelle MeadHe has no right to threaten my boyfriends. I'm eighteen. An adult. I don't need his help. I can threaten my boyfriends myself.
Richelle MeadI had never thought I could love another person this much. I also never thought Iโd live in such fear of losing another person. Was this how everyone in love felt? Did they all cling tightly to their beloved and wake up terrified in the middle of the night, afraid of being alone? Was that an inevitable way of life when you loved so deeply? Or was it just those of us who walked on a precipice who lived in such panic?
Richelle Mead