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What is it with you and frozen desserts Why do you always want them? Because we live in a dessert.

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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Michigan
United States
Desserts
Dessert
Frozen
Live
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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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What was love, really? Flowers, chocolate, and poetry? Or was it something else? Was it being able to finish someone's jokes? Was it having absolute faith that someone was there at your back? Was it knowing someone so well that they instantly understood why you did the things you did—and shared those same beliefs?
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Well, I'm supposed to be crazy, right? [...] And there isn't much I wouldn't do for you. The stupider, the better.
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The truth, huh? No one wants to hear the truth. The truth is never sexy. But you... You are too goddamned sexy to be real. -Christian to Lissa
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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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This is insane, I said blankly. I'm the instrument of an all-powerful primordial deity's wave of chaos and destruction. That's kind of extreme said Dante jovially. It's not like you work for Google or anything.
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I need it! I need it! It's a royal heirloom! Adrian? What are you doing here? Looking for you. Come on, we need to go. I'll drive you home. No, I can't. Not until we get it. He stole it!
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Nothing he said could change what I think of you. I've had my mind made up about you for a long time... and it's all good.
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Did you see that dress?” I saw the dress.” Did you like it?” He didn't answer. I took that as a yes. Am I going to endanger my reputation if I wear it to the dance?” When he spoke, I could barely hear him. You'll endanger the school.” I smiled and fell asleep.
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I shook my head and turned away, unable to hear this. “I’m leaving now. I really don’t want to see you again. Nothing personal. Well, yeah, actually it is.
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There’s a big difference between death threats and love letters–even if the person writing the death threats still claims to actually love you. Of course, considering I once tried to kill someone I loved, maybe I had no right to judge.
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Who are these people? my mother asked. Guess, replied Abe flatly. Who would be foolish enough to break into court after escaping it?
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i will always love you. no you won't. you'll move on. So will i.
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Dimitri was on a first name basis with one of the most badass guardians around. Of course, Dimitri was pretty badass himself, so I shouldn’t have been surprised.
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Life and death were so unpredictable. So close to each other. We existed moment to moment, never knowing who would be the next to leave the world. I was still in it, barely, and as I looked up from the ashes, everything around me seemed so sweet and so beautiful. The trees. The stars. The moon. I was alive -- and I was glad I was.
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A different word usually came to my mind when I thought of Yeva, though it did sound a lot like “witch.
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You got some cheap foreign labor to protect Lissa?
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Tawny, I barked. My voice held the authority of a drill sergeant. She jumped. I am NOT making out with you until the end of time. You want to do this, then you've got to work for it. Now, TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES. Oh, said Hugh. I've waited ten years to hear you say that to another woman.
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Under normal circumstances, you inviting me to the bedroom would be the highlight of my day.
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I don't think most people take honest well. They prefer the games. They want to believe the pretty lies.
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