Richelle Mead (born November 12, 1976) is a bestselling American fantasy author. She is known for the Georgina Kincaid series, Vampire Academy, Bloodlines and the Dark Swan series.
Hathaway!" Stan barked, coming from the direction of the field. "Nice of you to join us. Get in there now! You're lucky you aren't one of the first ones, " he growled. People were even making bets about whether you'd show. " "Really?" I asked cheerfully. "What kind of odds are there on that? Because I can still change my mind and put down my own bet. Make a little pocket money.
Note even Moroi give licenses to infants, Sage.
We can't do this without you," I managed at last. "Everyone talks about my powers, but you're the badass here.
It was a lame excuse, and I knew that wasn't 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.
If you want some advice—which I'm sure you don't—you guys should lay off on the magic. Christian still thinks you're moving in on Lissa. " "What?" he asked in mock astonishment. "Doesn't he know my heart belongs to you?" "It does not. And no, he's still worried about it, despite what I've told him. " "You know, I bet if we started making out right now, it would make him feel better. " "If you touch me," I said pleasantly, "I'll provide you with the opportunity to see if you can heal yourself. Then we'd see how badass you really are.
I like you being the sinner you are. -Adrian Ivashkov
Sydney! Stop. Think of something else. Conjugate Latin verbs. Recite the periodic table.
My hatred notwithstanding, I had to admit Dimitri Beli-whatever was pretty smart
His fingers never ceased to amaze me. They could break a man's neck, bandage a wound, and slide sensually across bare skin.
After almost exactly three hours, we rolled into a small hole of a town that had one traffic light and a resturant simply marked DINER. There hadn't been any traffic on the road for over an hour, though, which was really the most important thing. We hadn't been followed. Sydney drove us to a building with a sign that read MOTEL. Apparently this town liked to stick to the basics when it came to names. I wouldn't be surprised if it was actually just called TOWN.
We cannot road trip to Paris.
I don’t belong to anyone. I make my own choices. " "And you’re with Adrian," said Dimitri. "But I was meant for you.
She accused me of wearing pants from the salvation army. " "Rose, your pants ARE from the salvation army. " "That's SO not the point!
Are we going to New Orleans?" "No", she said, backing out of the spot. "We're going to West Virginia. " "I assume by 'West Virginia,' you actually mean 'Hawaii,'" I said. "Or some place equally exciting.
Propriety's never been Adrian's strong suit.
Yeah, that’s exactly what I want. To help my girlfriend get her old boyfriend back.
Fine, I guess it's ok then. Go ahead. " "Huh? What's ok?" "It's okay if you marry my brother.
ʺWhy,ʺ he began slowly, ʺis Victor Dashkov joining us?ʺ ʺWell, itʹs kind of a funny story. . . ʺ
What is it with you and frozen desserts Why do you always want them?" "Because we live in a dessert.
ʺWe need someone to get the roomʹs attention,ʺ I said. ʺSomeone not afraid to make a spectacle—I mean, besides me, of course. ʺ