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Dreams, dreams. I walk them I live them. I delude myself with them. It's a wonder I can spot reality anymore.

Richelle Mead

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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Her eyes flicked over the cards, looked at Dimitri, then looked back at the cards. Her expression was blank. You will lose what you value most, so treasure it while you can. She pointed to the Wheel of Fortune card. The wheel is turning, always turning.
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Sage,” Adrian declared. “These hands don’t do manual labor.
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...but Dimitri...well, my former lover and instructor was in a category all his own. His fighting skills were beyond anyone else's, and he was using them all in defense of me. Stay back, he ordered me. They aren't laying a hand on you.
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And you work for that demon, right? The one who looks like Matthew Broderick?” “John Cusack,” I corrected. “He looks like John Cusack.” “Whatever.
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I nearly dropped the plate I held. You've asked me out tons of times. Not really. I've made inapproprite suggestions and frequently pushed for nudity. But I've never asked you out on a real date. And, if memory serves, you did say you'd give me a fair chance once I let you clean out my trust fund. I didn't clean it out, I scoffed.
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Metaphors. This was the cost of making out with an artist.
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Yeah? Can you draw a skeleton riding a motorcycle with flames coming out of it? And I want a pirate hat on the skeleton. And a parrot on his shoulder. A skeleton parrot. Or maybe a ninja skeleton parrot? No, that would be overkill. But it'd be cool if the biker skeleton could be shooting some ninja throwing stars. That are on fire.
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How do you know it was the blighted pile? Did you recognize Maiwenn’s gift?” “No, but there was a marble bust of Dorian in there, which I figured must have been his kingdom’s ‘humble’ gift.
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I used to think you were weak and just didn't fight back ... but now, honestly, I think you're actually pretty tough. It takes a hell of a lot of strength to not complain and lash out.
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People who are crazy rarely question whether they're crazy.
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Where are we going? asked Victor. If I'm allowed to ask. I squirmed around in my seat so that I could look him in the eye. That's what you're going to tell us. As hard as it is to believe, we didn't do all that just because we missed your pleasant company. That is hard to believe.
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I wanted someone a little more approachable, I explained. What, like Captain McTropicalShorts back there? Where on earth did you find him anyway? Just did an Internet search. Feeling a need to defend my research, I added, He comes highly recommended. By who? Long John Silver?
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Wow. I hadn't thought Dimitri could be any cooler, but I was wrong. You beat up your dad. I mean, that's really horrible...what happened. But, wow. You really are a god. He blinked. What? Uh, nothing.
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There would be no wedding for me. No bridal hopes. Not with Seth, not with anyone. Those things were lost to me forever. There was only an eternity alone, no lifelong lovers, only those I shared a night with…. - Georgina
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A ghostly smile flickered across his face. If you weren't so psychotic, you'd be fun to hang around. Funny, I feel that way about you too. He didn't say anything else, but the smile grew, and he walked away.
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Eugenie, my sweet, your outraged protests are adorable, but they only continue to slow us down. If you want me to help you, then let me. If you don't, then take me to one of those places where human women wear revealing clothing and quickly lose their virtue through alcohol.
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It’s as easy as we choose to make it,” he murmured, pressing his forehead to mine. “At least, this decision is. Nothing’s truly easy, Georgina. Love and life . . . they’re wonderful, but they’re hard. We may mess up again. We have to be strong and decide if we can still go forward, even when things aren’t perfect.
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