I wonโt lie. Walking into a room and seeing your girlfriend reading a baby-name book can kind of make your heart stop. โIโm no expert,โ I began, choosing my words carefully. โWellโactually, I am. And Iโm pretty sure there are certain things we have to do before you need to be reading that.
Richelle MeadRose? Is that you?" I peered behind him. Lissa. "What are you doing here?" "What are you doing here?" She asked "Ladies, ladies" he said teasingly. "No need to fight over me." I glared. "We're not.
Richelle MeadRose: "If you'd teach me to swear in Russian, I might have a new appreciation for it."Dimitri: "You swear too much already."Rose: "I just want to express myself."Dimitri: "Oh, Rozaโฆ You express yourself more than anyone else I know."- Rose Hathaway & Dimitri Belikov (Frostbite)
Richelle MeadJill was tall and slim, like most Moroi. With that figure came a modest chest. Angeline's chest...was not so modest.
Richelle MeadAh, my daughter,สบ he said. สบEighteen, and already youสนve been accused of murder, aided felons, and acquired a death count higher than most guardians will ever see.สบ He paused. สบI couldnสนt be prouder.
Richelle MeadHey, Volusian, you haven't been checking me out, have you?" He gave me his trademark bland stare. "I assure you, mistress, the only allure your bare flesh has for me is to remind me how easy it will be to slice open." I laughed. If not for the fact he was actually serious, he'd be so much fun.
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