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The ghost of a smile flickered across his lips. ‘You’re always the voice of reason. Just try listening to yourself once in a while.

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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Flickered
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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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Itʹs not just the dress or the hair. Itʹs you. Youʹre beautiful. So beautiful, it hurts me.ʺ
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It occurred to me that I was standing face to face with the hero of a love story nearly as dramatic as my own.
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(Men without ambition are boring) And that attitude, mistress, is why the females of your kind continue to struggle for equality. And why they continue to fail.
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I think Adrian really likes you. Like, in a wanting-to-be-serious way. Nope. He likes me in a wanting-to-get-the-clothes-off-the-cute-dhampir way.
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I like you being the sinner you are. -Adrian Ivashkov
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There's a guy chasing me! I called as I headed out the door.
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the kind of kiss that said, I want to consume every inch of you and hear you scream my name.
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See? There it is again. My flame in the dark.
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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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Ah, well,ʺ said Abe, idly studying his fingertips. ʺI have it on good authority thereʹs going to be a new ‘gateʹ opening up soon over on the south side of the wall. The truth dawned on me. ʺOh lord. Youʹre the one whoʹs been doling out C4.ʺ ʺYou make it sound so easy,ʺ he said with a frown. ʺThat stuffʹs hard to get a hold of.
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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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My God, Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them? That uncomfortable feeling was spreading over me again. What about them? The color, he breathed. When you stand in the light. They're amazing... like molten gold. I could paint those... He reached toward me but then pulled back. They're beautiful. You're beautiful.
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Not into older guys, huh? asked Adrian once we were alone. You're imagining things, I said. Clearly, my stunning beauty has clouded your mind.
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We had an endless supply of topics, both of us eager to put forth all we knew on anything and everything. Most of the meal was spent discussing the intricacies of the organic certification process. It was pretty awesome.
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All right, I managed to say, just before I crumpled to the floor. Let's see what you've got.
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