Quotes by Richelle Mead

You know, he said, under normal circumstances, you inviting me to the bedroom would be the highlight of my

You have no idea how cute you look with all those snowflakes in your hair,” he murmured.“And you look cute with hypothermia. I hope to God you can get a real coat while you’re here.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. I did care that we were out in public. I didnt care that he was Moroi. All that mattered was that he was Adrian, my Adrian. My match. My partner in crime.

I didn’t care that we were out in public. I didn’t care that he was Moroi. All that mattered was that he was Adrian, my Adrian. My match. My partner in crime.

Dimitri moved closer to me, his eyes sparkling with a secret. It gets better:youre Lissas guardian.What? I almost pulled away. Thats impossible. Theyd never...They did. Shell have others, so they probably figured it was okay to let you hang around if someone else could keep you in line, he teased.Youre not... A lump formed in my stomach, a reminder of a problem that has plagued so long ago. Youre not one of her guardian too, are you? It had constantly been a concern, that conflict of interest. I wanted him near me. Always. But how could he watch Lissa and put her safely first if we were worried about each other? The past was returning to torment us.No. I have a different assignment.Oh. For some reason, that made me a little sad too, even though I knew it was the smarter choice.Im Christians guardian.This time I did sit up, doctors orders or no. Stitches tugged in my chest, but I ignored the sharp discomfort. But thats...thats practically the same thing!

Are you super strong? Can you be hurt?Of course I can, replied Dimitri. Im strong, but all sorts of things can still hurt me.And then being Rose Hathaway, I said something I really shouldnt have to the boy. You should go punch him and find out.Jonathans mother screamed again, but he was a fast little bastard, eluding her grasp. He ran up to Dimitri before anyone could stop him-well, I could have-and pounded his tiny fist against Dimitris knee.Then, which the same reflexes that allowed him to dodge enemy attacks, Dimitri immediately feinted falling backward, as though Jonathan had knocked him over. Clutching his knee, Dimitri groaned as though he were in terrible pain.Several people laughed, and by then, one of the other guardians had caught hold of Jonathan and returned him to his near-hysterical mother. As he was being dragged away, Jonathan glanced over his shoulder at Dimitri. He doesnt seem very strong to me. I dont think hes a Strigoi.

If youre Strigoi, the boy interrupted loudly, then why dont you have horns? My friend Jeffrey said Strigoi have horns.Dimitris eyes fell not on the boy but on me for a moment. Again, that spark of knowing shot between us. Then, face smooth and serious, Dimitri turned to the boy and answered, Strigoi dont have horns. And even if they did, it wouldnt matter because Im not a Strigoi.

Hey,” he replied. “You look beautiful today.”I glanced down and laughed. Along with my limited wardrobe, I was also discovering that not doing laundry decreased my clothing options even further. I was in jeans and a plain black T-shirt today, and my hair had been lucky to get a quick brushing, let alone any real styling. I’d overslept and figured beachcombing didn’t require much primping anyway.“Liar,” I said. “I practically rolled out of bed this morning.”“You forget that I’ve seen you in just about every state imaginable. You don’t have to have every detail primped and perfect. You’re beautiful even when you’re disheveled. Sometimes more so.

Once all the blocks were on the quad, Rowena grew obsessed with arranging them perfectly. I didn’t care at this point and busied myself texting a message to Sydney on the Love Phone, letting her know that my art was a paltry thing compared to the brilliance of her beauty. She texted back: This is me rolling my eyes. To which I replied: I love you too.

None of us are meant to be or do anything. We decide what were going to be.

Okay, but if you try to get me to pray with you, I walk.

Were pieces on a gameboard, Dr. March, and some of us are more powerful than others. You. Me. Her. Were the ones the gods want. Were the ones theyre fighting over.

You cant kill me. Even if you could, you cant bring yourself to do it. Youll hesitate. Again.

Hey. She said, looking up from an open book propped up on one knee. She brushed a few strands of pale hair out of her face. Her boyfriend, Christian, lay on the floor near her, his head propped up on her other knee. He greeted me by way of a nod. Concidering the antagonism the sometimes flared up between us, that was almost on par with him giving me a bear hug.

Christians family lived under the shadow cast by his parents. They had purposely become Striogi, trading thier magic and mortality to become immortal and subsist on killing others. His parents were dead now, but that didnt stop people from not trusting him. They seemed to think hed go Strigoi at any moment and take everyone else with him. His abrasiveness and dark sence of humor didnt really help things, either.

Sage.” He laughed. “I’m into anything, so long as you’re with me.

Keith was just bringing the glass to his lips when Adrian said, Mmm. O positive, my favorite.Keith sprayed out the wine hed just drunk and promptly started coughing. I was relieved that none got on me. jill burst into giggles, and Clarence stared at his glass wonderingly.Is it? I thought it was a cabernet sauvignon.So it is, said Adrian, straight-faced. My mistake.

She continue kissing me with that ferocity, so much so that her lips lightly scraped my teeth. It was only a few drops, but as the sweet metallic taste of her blood touched my tongue, a blinding ecstasy flooded my body.

Where are you going? he asked.To break someones heart, I replied.

Thats the kind of guy youd follow to hell and back.