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If someone like you showed up to abduct me, I'd let you.
Richelle Mead
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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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One of the few downsides to being awakened is that we no longer require sleep therefore we also no longer dream. It's a shame, because if I could dream, I know I'd dream about you.
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How we love others is affected by how we love ourselves, and for the first time in a long time, I was whole.
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What do you think Dimitri? Is this a good idea, Dimitri? Please give us your blessing so that we can fall down and worship you, Dimitri.
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I don’t know how you do it. You aren’t even blond. I mean, maybe a little, but mostly you’re a brunette. I just don’t see guys going for that.” “Yeah, well, some people are into kinky stuff, I guess.
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I always love seeing what worries you. Strigoi? No. Questionable food? Yes.
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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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Sydney: Ever had that happen? Once you can’t have something, you want it that much more.” Adrian: “Yes. It happens all the time.
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I stared. Canadian Satanists? You're sending me to a group of Canadian Satanists?
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Everything‟s fine,” I said, with a tight smile. “Kiyo was just giving me his latest explanation about how my son is a terror to be feared.” Dorian scoffed. “Little Thundro? A terror? Hardly, unless perhaps we‟re discussing diapers.
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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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I thought I'd finally get to relax with Dimitri.
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Shouldn't that be flipped right-side up? I asked. No, she said, eyes on the cards. After several moments of heavy silence, said, You will destroy that which is undead. I waited about thirty seconds for her to continue, but she didn't. Wait, that's it? She nodded. That's what the cards say to me.
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ʺThe contractʹs null and void, by the way.ʺ
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Do you want me to call you Celery Stick instead of Cupcake or Honey-Pie? It just doesn’t inspire the same warm and fuzzy feelings.
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It was worth it. You looked... happy.
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Call me crazy for asking this, but, um, are Lissa and I going with you? No No? No.
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He'd barely seen me coming, and despite the horribleness of what I'd just done, I kind of wished one of my instructors had been there to grade me on such an awesome performance.
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I disconnected as a sleepy Seth stepped out of the bedroom. “Who’s Dante? Was that a collect call to the Inferno?” “They won’t accept the charges,” I murmured.
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Eddie was intensely dedicated too. Adrian sometimes called him mini-Dimitri
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What happened? Did a house fall on your sister? I asked. Maybe there was a benefit to our language barrier. She pursed her lips. You can't stay here much longer, she said. My mouth dropped open. You...you speak English? She snorted. Of course.
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