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Richelle Mead Quotes - Page 31

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Not much could have distracted me from coffee, but hearing Julius Caesar quoted at Spencer’s certainly did.

Not much could have distracted me from coffee, but hearing Julius Caesar quoted at Spencer’s certainly did.

Coffee, Hearing, Distracted

Richelle Mead (2012). “The Golden Lily: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.56, Penguin

There was nothing I loved more than teasing Dimitri. Well, aside from maybe kissing him.

Kissing, Tease, Dimitri

Richelle Mead (2013). “Vampire Academy: The Complete Collection”, p.616, Penguin

And I figured you'd drive a four-hour round-trip before giving up your car to someone else

Giving Up, Car, Four

Richelle Mead (2012). “The Golden Lily: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.82, Penguin

What's purple mean?" Adrian put his hand on the door. "Gotta go, Sage. Dont want to keep Dorothy waiting

Mean, Doors, Hands

Richelle Mead (2012). “The Golden Lily: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.85, Penguin

I’m not dangerous,” I breathed. He brought his face toward mine. “You are to me.” And somehow, against all reason, we were kissing.

Kissing, Faces, Reason

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Indigo Spell: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.99, Penguin

But each time you use spirit, you're more likely to go crazy.” “Already crazy about you, Sage.

Crazy, Use, Sage

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Indigo Spell: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.68, Penguin

The tension between us kicked up a notch, and I realized that along with our bodies being nearer, so were our lips.

Body, Lips, Notches

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Indigo Spell: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.34, Penguin

The only thing true about what you just said was the storybook damsel part - and that only because you're pretty enough to be one.

Enough, Said, You Re Pretty

Richelle Mead (2012). “The Golden Lily: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.148, Penguin

I was so awash in sensory overload that I was caught completely unaware when he did push me away

Pushing Me Away, Caught, Overload

Richelle Mead (2012). “The Golden Lily: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.165, Penguin

Oh... Adrian, I've got one more favor to ask you. A big one." "Fondue?" he asked hopefully.

Fondue, Favors, Bigs

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Indigo Spell: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.67, Penguin

Wow,” said Adrian. He sat down on the bed and tested its bounciness, giving it a nod of approval. “This is amazing. What do you think, buttercup?” “I have no words,” I said honestly. He patted the spot beside him. “Want to try it out?

Thinking, Giving, Trying

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Indigo Spell: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.79, Penguin

I know I’m not supposed to say this, but I love you.

Love You, Knows, Sydney Sage

Because I’ve got a lot more terms of endearment to use. Honey pie. Sugarplum. Bread pudding," “Why are they all high-calorie foods?

Pie, Bread Pudding, Use

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Indigo Spell: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.81, Penguin

When I look into his eyes, I could see without a doubt that he loved me more than anyone else in the world, that I was his salvation, the same way that he was mine.

Eye, Doubt, Looks

I wanted him. I arched my back, fully aware of how vulnerable that made me and that I was giving him an invitation. He accepted it and laid me back against the table, bringing his body down on top of mine. That crushing kiss of his moved from my mouth to the nape of my neck. He pushed down the edge of my dress and the bra strap underneath, exposing my shoulder and giving his lips more skin to conquer.

Crush, Kissing, Giving

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Indigo Spell: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.185, Penguin

He’d moved toward me again. His hands released mine and moved to my waist, and I noticed I wasn’t the only one breathing heavily. He pulled me to him, bringing our bodies together. The world was all heat and electricity, thick with tension that was only one spark away from exploding around us. I was balancing on another precipice, which wasn’t easy to do in heels. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and this time I was the one who drew him closer.

Hands, Breathing, Together

Something clenched in my chest, and for a moment, the whole world narrowed down to the green of his eyes.

Eye, World, Green

Richelle Mead (2012). “The Golden Lily: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.256, Penguin

The Alchemists’ beliefs are my beliefs,” I say quickly. She arched an eyebrow. “Are they? I would hope your beliefs would be your beliefs.” I’d never thought about it that way before, but I suddenly hoped desperately that her words were true.

Eyebrows, Alchemist, Would Be

I also had to come tonight to apologize. If you need to go to Mexico to finish this process off, then I understand. I was wrong to criticize you for it or even imply that I had some kind of say in it. One of the greatest things about you is that in the end, you always make smart decisions. Can’t always say the same for myself. Whatever you need to do, I’ll support you.

Smart, Support You, Decision

And besides . . . I don’t want to leave you. Er, you guys.” He smiled, and it lit up his whole face. “Well, ‘we’ are certainly happy to hear that. Oh, and I’m also happy to watch our darling little love child dragon while you’re in St. Louis.” I grinned back.

Children, Dragons, Guy

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Indigo Spell: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.159, Penguin

Adrian smiled and clasped my hands, taking a few steps toward me. "And as for who you are, you’re the same beautiful, brave, and ridiculously smart caffeinated fighter you’ve been since the day I met you.” Finally, he put “beautiful” at the top of his list of adjectives. Not that I should have cared. “Sweet talker,” I scoffed. “You didn’t know anything about me the first time we met.” “I knew you were beautiful,” he said. “I just hoped for the rest.

Beautiful, Sweet, Smart

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Indigo Spell: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.183, Penguin

Adrian shook his head, still smiling. "I've said over and over, I'd do anything for you. I just keep hoping it'll be something like, 'Adrian, let's go hot tubbing' or 'Adrian, take me out for fondue.'" "Well, sometimes we have to--did you say fondue?" Sometimes it was impossible to follow Adrian's train of thought. "Why in the world would I ever say that?" He shrugged. "I like fondue.

Train Of Thought, Hot, World

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Indigo Spell: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.67, Penguin

In this one terrified moment, my mind couldn’t focus on any of it. “I’ve forgotten everything.” “No, you haven’t.” His voice in the darkness was calm and reassuring. He smoothed back my hair and pressed one of those half kisses to my forehead. “Just relax and focus." “His reasonable words centered me and allowed the gears of logic that ran my life to take over again.

Kissing, Hair, Voice

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Indigo Spell: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.203, Penguin

It doesn’t matter,” said Adrian, smiling. He rested a hand on my shoulder. “Some things are worth the trouble.

Hands, Matter, Trouble

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Indigo Spell: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.207, Penguin

I realized I’m in love. It's always been right in front of me.

I Realized, Fronts

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