Is Adrian here?โ โWho?โ โAdrian. Tall. Brown hair. Green eyes.โ She frowned. โDo you mean Jet?โ โI โฆ Iโm not sure. Does he smoke like a chimney?โ The girl nodded sagely. โYup. You must mean Jet.
Richelle MeadPeople really want to set up these rivalries because there's a lot of vampire books out there. People want to believe we're all fierce rivals, and really there's just so much camaraderie with authors. Everyone kind of boosts each other.
Richelle MeadIสนve seen you too. Ozera. Crispin, right?สบ สบChristian,สบ corrected Lissa. สบRight.สบ .... สบSo what brings you and Christopher here?สบ asked Blake. He finished a glass of something amber colored and set it down beside the new drink. สบChristian,สบ said Christian. .... Blake gave her puppy-dog eyes. สบBut you just got here! I was hoping we could get to know each other.สบ It went without saying what he meant by that. สบOh. And Kreskin too.
Richelle MeadSmiling, I cut across the quadrangle toward the commons. I felt better about life than I had in a very long time. We could do this, Lissa and me. We could do this together.
Richelle MeadI lost track of day and night too. My time was divided into Dimitri and not-Dimitri. He was my world. When he wasn't there, the moments were agony.
Richelle MeadHe watched as I slipped one of the shoes on. "You have a guardian angel." "I don't believe in angels," I told him. "I believe in what I can do for myself." Well then, you have an amazing body." I glanced up at him with a questioning look. "For healing, I mean. I heard about the accident.
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