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Do you believe in fairy tales? What...what kind of fairy tales? The kind you aren't supposed to waste your life on.

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Richelle Mead
Age: 47
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Michigan
United States
Fairy
Tales
Supposed
Waste
Aren
Kind
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Life

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Adrian might be brash and impertinent, but he knew how to move. Maybe dance lessons had been part of growing up in an elite tier of Moroi society. Or maybe he was just naturally skilled at using his body. That kiss has certainly show a fair amount of talent.
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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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In fact I was fairly certain there was no one in the entire world quite like Adrian Ivashkov.
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As he looked at me, he seemed to send a message of his own: that he would still fight for me, that he would fight until he collapsed to keep them from taking me.
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Georgina, He murmured, pulling me closer. You are the world.
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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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We? I asked. Of course. I'm not leaving you alone on this, no matter what. You know I'd never abandon you.
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We try to do what's right, or rather what other say is right. But sometimes, when that goes against who we are...you have to choose.
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He was too perfect, despite being one of the most imperfect people I knew.
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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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Plus, I was about to spend six weeks with Christian Ozera. He was sarcastic, difficult, and made jokes about everything. Actually, he was a lot like me. It was going to be a long six weeks.
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Sunshine had never tasted so sweet as it did at that moment.
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It was something of a mystery how a couple of teenage girls had managed to escape detection for two years, especially when one of them was a privileged Moroi princess and the other a delinquent dhampir with a disciplinary file so long that it broke school records.
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I knew you were a badass, continued Adrian. But I didn't realize just how much until I saw you dropping guardians out there. Does that mean you're going to be nicer to me? I teased. I'm already nice to you, he said loftily. Do you know how badly I want a cigarette right now? But no. I manfully suffer through nicotine withdrawal—all
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