What's your name?" what?" i asked, squinting at the light. your name." I reconized Dr. Olendzki peering over me. you know my name." I want you to tell me." Rose. Rose Hathaway." Do you know your birthday?" Of course I do. Why are you asking me such stupid things? Did you lose my records?" Dr. Olendzki gave an exasperated sigh and walked off, taking the annoying light with her. "I think she's fine.
Richelle MeadYouโll know her by a crown of stars and flowers, and then when you take her to your bed and claim her, you will swear your loyalty to me.
Richelle MeadHey, if you'd wanted to avoid 'this,' you shouldn't have lured me last night. Now it's too late. You might as well avoid the long, drawn-out pain and get it over with quickly. Sort of like taking off a Band-Aid. Or cutting off a limb." "Wow, who says there's no romance left in the world?
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Richelle MeadAll the best, Sydney P.S. "The Red Hurricane" is what I named the car. P.P.S. Just because I like you, it doesn't mean I still don't think you're an evil creature of the night. You are.
Richelle MeadItโs as easy as we choose to make it,โ he murmured, pressing his forehead to mine. โAt least, this decision is. Nothingโs truly easy, Georgina. Love and life . . . theyโre wonderful, but theyโre hard. We may mess up again. We have to be strong and decide if we can still go forward, even when things arenโt perfect.
Richelle Mead