Quotes by Richelle Mead

Piece of Heaven? No, that other place Im going to go to for thinking what Im thinking.

Sex had been amazing, but it wasnt a magical cure for everything. Damn. Somewhere along the way, Id picked up common sense.

You look too pretty to be useful. Truer words were never spoken.

My muscles informed me they did not want to go through any more exercise today. So I suggest that maybe he should let me off this time. He laughed, and Im pretty sure it was at me...not with me. Why is that funny? Oh, he said, his smile dropping. You were serious.Of course I was! Look, Ive technically been awake for two days. Why do we have to start this training now? Let me go to bed. I whined. Its just one hour.How do you feel right now?I hurt like hell.Youll feel worse tomorrow.So?So, better get a jump on it while you still feel...not as bad.What kind of logic is that? I retorted.

Ah, well,ʺ said Abe, idly studying his fingertips. ʺI have it on good authority thereʹs going to be a new ‘gateʹ opening up soon over on the south side of the wall.The truth dawned on me. ʺOh lord. Youʹre the one whoʹs been doling out C4.ʺʺYou make it sound so easy,ʺ he said with a frown. ʺThat stuffʹs hard to get a hold of.

I just rely on natural talent, said Adrian, strolling up to the start of the Dragons Lair. When you have such a wealth of it to draw from, the danger comes from having too much.

Do you love him?There were only a few people in the world who could ask me such insanely personal questions without getting punched. Dimitri was one of them.

When he finished, he drank from the cup. Everyone else did too, so I followed suit.And nearly choked to death.It was like fire in liquid form. It took every ounce of strength I had to swallow it and not spray it on those around me.Wh...what is this? I asked, coughing.Viktoria grinned. Vodka.I peered at the glass. No, it isnt. Ive had vodka before.Not Russian vodka.Apparently not.

How do you feel right now? I hurt like hell.Youll feel worse tomorrow.So?So, better get a jump on this while you still feel...not as bad.What kind of logic is that? I retorted.

Oh... Adrian, Ive got one more favor to ask you. A big one. Fondue? he asked hopefully.

Things on the essential list: vodka, Nine Inch Nails, a steady supply of mortal men, and an all-purpose bitchy attitude.

It was a lame excuse, and I knew that wasnt the reason he was canceling. If he wanted to avoid me, I would have preferred he made up something about how he and the other guardians had to up Moroi security or practice top-secret ninja moves.

You did not just say that. I have a feeling were on the verge of hugging and coming up with cute nicknames for each other.

Why on earth would you buy a car like this if you cant drive a stick? There are dozens of cars--new cars--that have automatic transmission. Itd be a million times easier. Adrian shrugged. I like the color. It matches my living room.

It was impossible to get the Dimitri and Tasha thing out of my head, but at least packing and getting ready made sure I didnt devote 100 percent of my brain power to him. More like 95 percent.

You used nunchucks on a moose?Wolfe got a haunted look in his eyes. I used all sorts of things on that bastard.

Sydney spent a lot of time on my bed these days.Unfortunately, it wasnt with me.

Adrian was easily distractible by wacky topics and shiny objects.

Thats ridiculous. Especially the part about Christian being manly.

When we were almost to the other campus, I felt the weird nausea hit me. I called a warning to Christian, just as a Strigoi grabbed him. But Christian was fast. Flames wreathed the Strigois head. He screamed and released Christian, trying frantically to put the flames out. The Strigoi never saw me coming with the stake. The whole thing took under a minute. Christian and I exchanged looks.Yeah. We were badasses.