Rose!" I looked to my right and saw Adrian cutting across the lawn toward me, oblivious to the slush's effects on his designer shoes. "Did you just call me 'Rose'?" I asked. "And not 'little dhampir'? I don't think that's ever happened." "It happens all the time," he countered, catching up to me.
Richelle MeadI also have a feeling your motherโs going to have a very ugly conversation with me." โ Dimitri
Richelle MeadKill me, Doug. Just kill me now. Put me out of my misery.โ โChrist, Kincaid, what did you say to him?โ murmured Doug. โWell,โ I told Doug, โI ripped on his fans and on how long it takes for his books to come out.โ Doug stared at me, his expectations exceeded. โThen I saidโnot knowing who he wasโthat Iโd be Seth Mortensenโs love slave in exchange for advanced copies of his books.
Richelle MeadI fought against her, trying to mount some kind of defense, but it was like fighting Dimitri on crack.
Richelle MeadGood can still exist when bad things happen, just as evil persists when good things happen.โ - Carter to Georgina
Richelle MeadMy God, Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them?" That uncomfortable feeling was spreading over me again. "What about them?" "The color," he breathed. "When you stand in the light. They're amazing... like molten gold. I could paint those..." He reached toward me but then pulled back. "They're beautiful. You're beautiful.
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