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Having your own, um, cave at eighteen is pretty cool.
Richelle Mead
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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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It is terrifying,” said Adrian. “And weird, for lack of a better word. And part of you knows… well, part of you knows something’s not right. That your thinking’s not right. But what do you about that? All we can go on is what we think, how we see the world. If you can’t trust your own mind, what can you trust? What other people tell you?
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We all screw up. Everyone makes mistakes. That’s what she did. It was bad judgment, that’s all. You don’t cut off the people you love for mistakes like that.
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If it makes you feel any better, you’re not as bad as Keith. He was here earlier today and was so nervous, he literally kept looking over his shoulder.” Lee paused thoughtfully. “I think it might have been because Adrian kept laughing like a mad scientist at those old black-and-white movies he was watching.
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Dimitri: They weren't supposed to let you in.Rose: Yeah. Well, I kind of found a work-around.Dimitri: Of course you did.- Dimitri Belikov and Rose Hathaway (Spirit Bound)
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I lost track of day and night too. My time was divided into Dimitri and not-Dimitri. He was my world. When he wasn't there, the moments were agony.
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I can understand bitchiness in any language.
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There was a look of woe on his face that was almost comical. Raids, bullets, criminals...no problem. A missing duster? Crisis.
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It'd be nice to have someone who understood some of the things that went on in my head.
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Watch it. he said at last. I can make your life miserable. I gave him an icy smile. You already have, and that's why i've got the advantage. You've done your worst - but you haven't seen what i can do yet.
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Sydney, I'm so happy to see you again. If there's anything I can do for you, please let me know. And you must be Neil. Your majesty. Neil swept her a bow so low that his forehead touched the ground. Above him, Adrian rolled his eyes. Easy there, Lancelot, Adrian said. I don't think bowing is required when she's in jeans and bunny slipp
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Surely I must be a princess in an enchanted sleep. Any day now, this dream-no, nightmare would end, and I’d get my prince and happy ending.
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Can we go back to the part about Moroi girls hanging out in LA? asked Adrian hopefully. Can you direct me to some of the…oh, let’s say, more open-minded ones?
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I didn’t care about anything except her and the way touching her drove me wild, even as her calm and steady presence soothed the storms that raged within me.
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In fact I was fairly certain there was no one in the entire world quite like Adrian Ivashkov.
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Life, unfortunately, doesn't seem to care what we want.
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She didnʹt know if she could carry on by herself, but then, she realized that if this wasnʹt a dream—and dear God, did it feel real—there was no magic ʺstopʺ in real life. If she couldnʹt deal with loneliness in a dream, she never would be able to while waking.
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It's okay, I said soothingly. You're just getting your stride back. Once you're up to full power, I'll go crack a rib or something so we can test it. She groaned. The horrible part is that I don't think you're joking.
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Happy Birthday. Adrian came to a sudden halt. The words were soft and small, spoken tentatively, but easily discerned by vampire ears. Slowly, he turned around and found Jill Mastrano standing shyly before him.
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Adrian!You Used compulsion on that guy. That.... I mean, it's..... Awesome?Yeah,I Know
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Now get some clothes on before the women around here are driven into a frenzy. He gave me a mournful look. I'm afraid that'll happen with or without clothes, my dear.
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