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We can't stop living because other people are dead.

Richelle Mead

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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Michigan
United States
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Because it’s our duty to God to protect the rest of humanity from evil creatures of the night.
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What, are you doing? Aside from getting your sandwich cold. I’m making a snow angel. Don’t you know what that is? Yes, I know. But why? You must be freezing. Not so much, actually. My face is a little, I guess.
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Promises. I was drowning in promises.
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You can think whatever you want, do whatever you want. I'm going to just go on loving you, even if it's hopeless.
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Yeah. Rose. Jill sighed and stared vacantly ahead. She's all he sees when he closes his eyes. Flashing dark eyes and a body full of fire and energy. No matter how much he tries to forget her, no matter how much he drinks . . . she's always there. He can't escape her.
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Culinary science? You elected culinary science? That's the most brainless class ever. -Rose to Christian
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He'd written me up a proposal of why dating him was a sound decision. It had included things like I'll give up cigarettes unless I really, really need one and I'll unleash romantic surprises every week, such as: an impromptu picnic, roses, or a trip to Paris—but not actually any of those things because now they're not surprises.
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Dimitri Belikov had arrived.
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Stick. I said in Russian. I had no clue what the word for stake was. I pointed at the silver ring I wore and made a slashing motion. Stick. where? He stared at me in utter confusion and then asked in perfect English, why are you talking like that?
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Look, don’t get me wrong. I worship the ground this guy walks on. I’m excited to meet him tonight. I’m dying to meet him tonight. If he wanted to carry me off and make me his love slave, I’d do it, so long as I got advance copies of his books.
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I crossed my arms over my chest. Are you lost, little girl? The elementary school's over on west campus. A pink flush spread over her cheeks. Don't you ever touch me again. You screw with me, I'll screw you right back. Oh man, what an opening that was.
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How do you say goodbye to someone who isn't exactly gone.
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Life, unfortunately, doesnʹt seem to care what we want. Act now while you can actually stop it from being a disaster.
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His fingers never ceased to amaze me. They could break a man's neck, bandage a wound, and slide sensually across bare skin.
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I can pick a lock. How do you think I got into my parents' liquor cabinet in middle school?
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It’s okay. Everything’s going to be okay. You can let go of the sword. I can’t. I can’t leave him alone. I have to protect him. You have.
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And sometimes, if I was really, really lucky, he’d smile at me. A real smile, too—not the dry one that accompanied the sarcasm we tossed around so often. I didn’t want to admit it to anyone—not to Lissa, not even to myself—but some days, I lived for those smiles.
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Donʹt worry now about what you canʹt change. Rest when you can so youʹll be ready for tomorrowʹs battles
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I'd do a lot of things to protect you.
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Dimitri: Why did you come here? Rose: Because you hit me on the head and dragged me here.
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