People have always had a fascination with the supernatural going back to the beginning of time and with vampires in particular. This phenomenon is not new.
Richelle MeadSitting beside Abe was Adrian Ivashkov--my more-or-less boyfriend. Adrian was a royal Moroi--and another spirit user like Lissa. He'd been crazy about me (and often just crazy) ever since we first met
Richelle MeadIt's late, I'm tired, and your cigarettes are giving me a headache," I growled. "I suppose that's fair." He drew in on the cigarette and let out the smoke. "Some women think they make me look sexy." "I think you smoke them so you have something to do while thinking up your next witty line." He choked on the smoke, caught between inhaling and laughing. "Rose Hathaway, I can't wait to see you again. If you're this charming while tired and annoyed and this gorgeous while bruised and in ski clothes, you must be devastating at your peak.
Richelle MeadIs he... is Dimitri a Strigoi?" Mason hesitated only a moment, like he was afraid to answer me, and thenโhe nodded. My heart shattered. My world shattered.
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