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Richelle Mead
Age: 47
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Well...I'm on birth control I was drinking the water again and choked on it. It took several moments of coughing before I could gasp out. What? It takes a while for it to start working, so I figured I should be prepared, just in case. Just in case, I repeated, still dumbfounded.
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You did not just say that. I have a feeling we're on the verge of hugging and coming up with cute nicknames for each other.
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Is Adrian here?” “Who?” “Adrian. Tall. Brown hair. Green eyes.” She frowned. “Do you mean Jet?” “I … I’m not sure. Does he smoke like a chimney?” The girl nodded sagely. “Yup. You must mean Jet.
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Are we going to New Orleans? No, she said, backing out of the spot. We're going to West Virginia. I assume by 'West Virginia,' you actually mean 'Hawaii,' I said. Or some place equally exciting.
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Rose, do you think I'd do anything that would hurt you.- Dimitri to Rose
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Victor smiled through the pain and the blood. Of course you have. I used to think Belikov was the savage one, but it's really you, isn't it? You're the animal with no control, no higher reasoning except to fight and kill.
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God might work on mysterious ways, but hell worked on efficient ones.
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Yeah, that’s exactly what I want. To help my girlfriend get her old boyfriend back.
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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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I unfolded the note, and it took me a few seconds to decipher Adrian’s writing. If he did write me a dating proposal, I really hoped he would type it.
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Only what?” I asked. I could barely hear my own voice. He turned his gaze back to me, firm and unflinching. “Only… more human.” And that was it. All the anger and sorrow vanished. There was nothing in me. Nothing at all. I was empty. “Get out,” I said.
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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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Jesse: Hey Rose, welcome back. Still breaking hearts? Rose: Are you volunteering?
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My mother wasnʹt sleeping with anybody. She doesnʹt even sleep with my father.
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You’re a solid person, Sage. You’re easy on the eyes, if a little skinny, and your ability to memorize useless information is going to totally hook in some guy.
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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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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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Do you think I'm pretty? I think you're beautiful Beautiful? You are so beautiful, it hurts sometimes.
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Rose: I was testing dorm security. It sucks. Dimitri: You must be freezing. Do you want my coat? Rose: I'm fine. What are you doing out here? Are you testing security too? Dimitri: I am security. This is my watch. Rose: Well, good work. I'm glad I was able to help test your awesome skills. - Rose Hathaway and Dimitri Belikov (S
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And than suddenly he was there, charging down the hallway like death in a cowboy duster.
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