Adrian opened his mouth, undoubtedly ready with some inappropriate and mocking comment. Lissa gave him a sharp headshake that kept him quiet. "Aren't there any, I don't know, sleeveless options?" The saleswoman's eyes widened. "No one has ever worn straps to a funeral. It wouldn't be right." "What about shorts?" asked Adrian. "Are they okay if they're with a tie? Because that's what I was gonna go with." The woman looked horrified.
Richelle MeadOnce you cross into the next loyal kingdom, however... be warned. You may not find such a warm reception. The Mimosa Land and its residents are not nearly so accommodating." This was warm and accommodating? That didn't bode well for the next kingdom. I also found it sad that a place called the Mimosa Land was unfriendly. It sounded like a party waiting to happen.
Richelle MeadSydney: "You can be Jet if you want, but we are not posing as a couple again" Adrian: "Are you sure? Because I've got a lot more terms of endearment to use. Honey pie. Sugarplum. Bread pudding." Sydney: "Why are they all high-calorie foods? And bread pudding isn't really that romantic." Adrian: "Do you want me to call you celery stick instead? It just doesn't inspire the same warm and fuzzy feelings." - The Indigo Spell
Richelle MeadAll this timeโฆever since I sold my soul, Iโve been clinging to this idea that there is something pure and decent out there. That there was something to give me hope that even if I was a lost cause, at least there was something bright and good in the world. But there isnโt. If there was, Seth wouldnโt have fallen. Erik wouldnโt have died. Andrea Mortensen wouldnโt be dying.โ -Georgina to Carter
Richelle MeadIf you try to turn me against Lissa one more time the stories are going to be about you bleeding because I'll have ripped your throat out!
Richelle MeadHey Rose, welcome back. You still breaking hearts?" "Are you volunteering?" His grin widened." Let's hang out sometime and find out. If you ever get parole.
Richelle MeadIn this one terrified moment, my mind couldnโt focus on any of it. โIโve forgotten everything.โ โNo, you havenโt.โ His voice in the darkness was calm and reassuring. He smoothed back my hair and pressed one of those half kisses to my forehead. โJust relax and focus." โHis reasonable words centered me and allowed the gears of logic that ran my life to take over again.
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