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Richelle Mead Quotes - Page 38

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I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. I didn't care that we were out in public. I didn't care that he was Moroi. All that mattered was that he was Adrian, my Adrian. My match. My partner in crime.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. I didn't care that we were out in public. I didn't care that he was Moroi. All that mattered was that he was Adrian, my Adrian. My match. My partner in crime.

Arms, Necks, Care

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Indigo Spell: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.218, Penguin

Aren't you failing English?" I asked. Angeline flushed. "It's not my fault." "Even I know you can't write an article on Wikipedia and then use it as a source in your own essay." Sydney had been torn between horror and hysterics when she told me. "I took 'primary source' to a whole new level!" Honestly, it was a wonder we'd gotten by for so long without Angeline. Life must have been so boring before her.

Writing, Long, Use

What's up?" Christian asked. "Need some hairstyling tips?" "Tips you stole from me? No thanks. But I hear you've got a really good bacon meatloaf recipe." It was worth it then and there to see his complete and total surprise. "Since when do you cook?" he finally managed to stammer. "Oh, you know. I'm a Renaissance man. I do it all. Send it if you've got it, and I'll give it a try. I'll let you know if I make any improvements." His smirk returned. "Are you trying to impress a girl?" "With cooking?" I pointed at my face. "This is all it takes, Ozera.

Girl, Christian, Men

We take everything for granted, but when I'm with Angeline, I see the world through new eyes. She makes my world better. It's why she's so great.

Eye, World, Granted

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Fiery Heart: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.177, Penguin

Maybe instead of stalking her, you should go out with someone else." He sighed. "You don't think I've tried? How can anyone compare? You might not believe this, but there is no one like Ageline at this school.

Believe, School, Thinking

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Fiery Heart: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.119, Penguin

Angeline's been hanging out with that dhampir. I just saw them walking off together. Is something going on with them?" "Which dhampir?" I asked. "The one with the fake British accent." "I don't think it's fake." "Well, whatever." Even I could read the jealousy in Trey's features. "What's up with them?" "Pretty sure there's nothing." "Then why are they always together?" Because she's trying to get over you, I thought.

Thinking, Fake, Over You

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Fiery Heart: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.119, Penguin

You know I love you, right?” The urge to kiss her goodbye was so strong that I almost broke our rules. She smiled, beautiful and golden in the late morning light. “Not as much as I love you.” “Oh, man. This is my dream come true: having an ‘I love you more’ debate. Here, I’ll start. I love you more. Your turn.” Sydney laughed and opened the door. “I’ve taken debate classes. You’d lose to my logic.

Love, Beautiful, Goodbye

Love is . . .” An old memory with Adrian came back to me, and some of the turbulent emotion I always carried within me these days welled up in my chest. It was stupid, feeling so lovesick when he’d been gone less than a day, but I couldn’t get him or the ways he described love out of my head. “. . . a flame in the dark. A breath of warmth on a winter’s night. A star that guides you home.

Stars, Memories, Stupid

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Fiery Heart: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.77, Penguin

But all I could see was her. No skill of mine, no artist anywhere, could’ve immortalized how gorgeous she was. It was impossible to believe she’d ever had any doubts about her body. The firelight shone on her skin, golden and perfect, making her look like some radiant goddess of legend. I wanted to kneel before her and offer eternal obedience.

Believe, Artist, Skills

You fixed yourself. You didn’t need me.” “No, Sydney.” My voice was ragged. “I do need you. You have no idea how much I need you.

Ideas, Voice, Needs

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Fiery Heart: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.169, Penguin

She is mine, and I am hers.

Mines

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Fiery Heart: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.169, Penguin

Except, now that I don’t have a car, I can’t really make good on my birthday promise.” Sydney thought about it for several moments. “Well. I’ve got a car.” An hour later, I vowed I’d never make fun of that Mazda again.

Fun, Car, Promise

As long as we’re together, that’s how we’ll be. No trembling. No faltering. We’re unstoppable.

Long, Together, Unstoppable

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Fiery Heart: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.191, Penguin

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.

Drinking, Water, Birth Control

Richelle Mead (2013). “Bloodlines: The Fiery Heart”, p.63, Penguin UK

It’s Adrian Ivashkov logic. Don’t try to understand it. Just roll with it.

Trying, Logic

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Fiery Heart: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.45, Penguin

I clung to that spark of hope, nurturing it into a small flame that chased some of the shadows in my heart away.

Heart, Flames, Shadow

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Fiery Heart: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.226, Penguin

Coming to my rescue?' 'Of course. It's what we do. I rescue you; you rescue me. We just take turns whenever the other needs it.

Needs, Rescue, Turns

Richelle Mead (2013). “Bloodlines: The Fiery Heart”, p.262, Penguin UK

Um, thanks,” she said. It was nice to see one woman finally immune to that accent. That wasn’t to say Rose wasn’t a sucker for accents. She just preferred hers from the other side of Europe.

Nice, Europe, Rose

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

She stared at me with concern a few moments longer and then relaxed a little. "Okay. But if you need anything—" "I know, I know. Call on the Love Phone.

Phones, Needs, Littles

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Fiery Heart: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.8, Penguin

Like I said before, I don't know how helpful Inez will be, " she explained. "She's very eccentric and controlled by her whims. If she likes you, she might tell you something. If she doesn't, well..." Ms. Terwilliger shrugged. "Then maybe we'll have time for photo ops." "Score," said Adrian. When I shot him a look, he added quickly, "But of course she'll like you.

Looks, Might, Eccentric

Richelle Mead (2013). “Bloodlines: The Fiery Heart”, p.49, Penguin UK

Then it's settled," I said. "We'll do a dream conference call." That love and rapture faltered. "Wait. How is it settled? How did we go from me declaring my love for you to me being okay with a dream?" "It's Adrian Ivashkov logic. Don't try to understand it. Just roll with it.

Dream, Waiting, Trying

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Fiery Heart: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.45, Penguin

Sydney had been horrified to discover my home library consisted of a bartending dictionary and an old copy of Esquire, and at her pleading, I'd promised to read something more substantial. I was trying to think deep thoughts as I read Gatsby, but mostly I wanted to throw some parties.

Party, Home, Thinking

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Fiery Heart: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.66, Penguin

Escape plan #5: Open an alpaca ranch in Texas, one that requires all blond-haired, brown-eyed, brainy girls to wear sexy cowgirl outfits.

Girl, Sexy, Texas

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Fiery Heart: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.76, Penguin

... imperfection would get me farther than perfection.

Perfection, Imperfection

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Fiery Heart: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.188, Penguin

Whether it's simply some fierce animal joining of mates or a sublime merging of souls, she is mine, and I am hers.

Animal, Soul, Sublime

Richelle Mead (2013). “The Fiery Heart: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.169, Penguin

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