Richelle Mead Quotes

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“Never thought I’d see the day when you’d throw your arms around a vam - someone like me”

“Because she told me - she was afraid thatwas moving in on Adrian."

"Really? Did you defend our love?”

“Can't you… I don't. Find a hobby or something?"
"Being charming is my hobby.”

“Adrian, you're a genius.”

“But why would Victor and Robert take her? And how the hell did two old men subdue a teenage girl anyway?”

“I just told you to be quiet. That's one step away from asking you to wash my laundry and make me a sandwich.”

“That was the best not-sex ever.”

“So, tell me this: suppose you manage to kidnap her again and take her off to the mall. While you're there a Strigoi comes at you. What will you do?
Depends on what store we're in.”

“… and motioned me toward a spot next to a middle-aged Moroi in a very formal and very designer black suit. The suit screamed, I'm sorry the queen is dead, and I'm going to look fashionable while showing my grief”

“That’s the last time you’re going to kiss me,” I warned when it ended.
He smiled knowingly, and in his eyes, I could see his own memories of that night. “So you say.”

“See? There it is again. My flame in the dark.”

“Some rules are bigger than the universe.”

“Well, I'm supposed to be crazy, right? And there isn't much I wouldn't do for you. The stupider the better."
- Adrian Ivashkov”

“There were drinks and food in full force, and some Moroi guy had a guitar out and was trying to impress girls with his musical skills—which were nonexistent. In fact, his music was so awful that he might have discovered a new way to kill Strigoi.”

“My smile faded, and I suddenly felt confused. My heart leapt in my chest. "Why would you do that for me?"

"What wouldn't I do for you?”

“Eddie was intensely dedicated too. Adrian sometimes called him mini-Dimitri”

“I saw something in his pretty green eyes that I had never seen before: Anger. They were like emerald fire”

“What hope is there?” I asked. “If even angels fall, what hope is there for the rest of us?”

“There isn’t,” he said. “We’re on our own. And we have to make the choices we think are best for our own survival.”

“Guys do ridiculous things for love." Adrian reached into his pocket and held up a pack of cigarettes. "Do you know how badly I want one of these right now? Yet I suffer, Rose. All for you.”

“Seth told us good night and left.

I watched him go wistfully. “Anyone else here feel like swooning?”

“It made you happy…”

“Because I don’t do things in halves, Mom. Especially when it comes to love.”

“Hey Rose, welcome back. You still breaking hearts?"
"Are you volunteering?"
His grin widened." Let's hang out sometime and find out. If you ever get parole.”

“Mistress, I have never asked anything of you in my servitude. But now, I beg you this: do not make me keep passing these adolescent sentiments back and forth all night.”

“His eyes, I’d long since discovered, could be as eloquent and expressive as his pen. The messages they sent me now hardly seemed decent for a public setting.”

“If someone like you showed up to abduct me, I'd let you.”

“I thought I'd finally get to relax with Dimitri.”

“As far as we know, everyone’s right—
Strigoi don’t want to hang out in Palm Springs.”
Eddie became about one percent less tense.”

“It was nice to see someone who appreciated her for her character, no matter how disgusted Christian was by the idea of ANYONE dating his aunt. And I actually kind of liked seeing Christian so obviously tormented. It was good for him.”

“I’d seen him fight before, but it never got old. He was captivating. He never stopped moving. Every action was graceful and lethal. He was a dancer of death.”

“Because it's simple, I love you, and I don't want to keep pretending like I don't. -Rose to Dimitri”

“But as I guided her to my belt and then laid her down on the bed, I knew which way our path would go. Webe together forever. We had to be. There was no way that all these feelings between us could ever dim or be defeated.”

“I think it’s more like a shirt that says, ‘I’m going to have to end this date early so I can go prepare my Power Point presentation”

“Let me get this straight. The future of our relationship hinged on advice from a fifteen-year-old girl, a probably untrue story from a one-eyed Chihuahua trainer, and me unromantically - yet skillfully - kissing you on top of silverware and china?”

“And I told you, I'm not going to pursue another man's girlfriend. You want to talk honor. There it is in its purest form”

“Adrian! You Used compulsion on that guy. That…. I mean, it's….."

"Awesome? Yeah, I Know”

“I was drunk.”

“Despite his cynical exterior, he had a good heart-and Lissa owned most of it.”

“You're imagining things. Clearly, my stunning beauty has clouded your mind. -Rose Hathaway”

“We take everything for granted, but when I'm with Angeline, I see the world through new eyes. She makes my world better. It's why she's so great.”

“Feel guilty. Mourn this. But move on. Don't let it destroy you. Forgive yourself.”

“Maybe I was in love, but I was still me, after all.”

“Ooh. Top secret angel business, huh? What’re you going to do? Dance on a pinhead? Lobby for National Cute Puppy Day?”

“Also, I didn’t trust any guy who used more styling products than I did.”

“None of you appreciate me. Why is it so hard to believe that I could make a real contribution in these dark times? My cigarettes and I are going outside. At least they show me respect.”

“Bless you, daugher of man," Carter said, his eyes luminous and almost silver now. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes and caught my breath. His lips were both burning hot and icy cold.”

“He smiled at me… fondly. ʺAh, my daughter,ʺ
he said. ʺEighteen, and already youʹve been accused of murder, aided felons, and acquired a death count higher than most guardians
will ever see.ʺ He paused. ʺI couldnʹt be prouder.ʺ”

“Adrian," she interrupted. "Didn't you just say I'm brilliant and always know everything? Then trust me on this."
"Always," I said, letting her pull me back down to her. "Always.”

“I couldn’t be certain, but I think Rose swore in Russian.”