Quotes from Richelle Mead

Dimitri: Well, you and I will both be Lissa's guardians someday. I need to protect her at all costs. If a pack of Strigoi come, I need to throw my body between them and her. Rose: I know that. Of course that's what you have to do. Dimitri: No. If I let myself love you, I won't throw myself in front of her. I'll throw myself in front of you.

No one would have guessed this: that living as a Strigoi had hardened his heart, killing any chance of him loving anyone. Killing any chance of him loving me . And I was pretty sure that if that was the case, then part of me would die too.

But listen to me when I say this. You are an exceptional, talented, and brilliant young woman. Do not ever let anyone make you feel invisible. Do not let anyone - not even a teacher who constantly sends you for coffee - push you around.

We chase away the shadows around each other.

I was so tired of being told reasonable, practical things whenever something went wrong with my life.

Well, I guess I can wait two weeks then." "for what?" "to ask her out

Surely I must be a princess in an enchanted sleep. Any day now, this dream-no, nightmare would end, and I'd get my prince and happy ending.

Some things don't need words. Sometimes it's enough to just feel. You don't have to label and articulate all that's around you.

Ah, Eugenie. I know. We will be victorious, you and me. We're the strongest monarchs in this world. You and I will lead this army, and we will conquer the Rowan land. We'll split it between us, adding on to our kingdoms...and from there, we can go anywhere. We could rule half this world together—all of this world—you and me. Kingdom after kingdom would fall to us...

Oh, and I'm also happy to watch our darling little love child dragon while you're in St. Louis.

They all knew about me and Dimitri," I said, wondering if I'd be saying any of this sober. "But I never told them we were together." "You didn't have to. It's written all over your face." "They acted like I was his widow or something." "You might as well be." We reached the room, and she helped me sit down on the bed. "Not a lot of people get married around here. If you're with someone long enough, they figure it's almost the same." ~Rose & Sydney, Pg.140/141

That easy, confident grin returned. "Don't worry, it's easily forgotten." "Well," I said huffily, "it shouldn't be that easily forgotten." "Would you like it better if I say I'll eventually forget it but not without a great deal of struggle and torment?" "Yes." "Done.

I decided then that if the two people I loved most were safe, I could leave this world. The dead could finally have me. And I?d fulfilled my purpose, right? To protect? I?d done it. I?d saved Lissa, just like I?d sworn I?d always do. I was dying in battle. No appointment books for me.

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.

We all stared at the scoreboard in stunned silence. Only Carter was able to get anything out. "That," he told Robert exuberantly, "is how a bird in the hand gets up before the early worm." "That doesn't make any sense," said Roger. Carter pointed at the scoreboard. "Neither does that, but there you have it.

Do what? Come up with a clever pun referencing Jerome's demonic status? The truth is, I usually keep a stash of them on hand and—

Sydney: Ever had that happen? Once you can't have something, you want it that much more." Adrian: "Yes. It happens all the time.

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

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

Can we go back to the part about Moroi girls hanging out in LA?" asked Adrian hopefully. "Can you direct me to some of the…oh, let's say, more open-minded ones?

Beautiful," I murmured. "I agree," Adrian said, and I saw his eyes were on me.

You're in an awfully good mood," he observed. "Was there a sale at Khakis-R-Us?" I gave up on my artistic interpretation and turned to him. "Nope. Brayden just broke up with me." Adrian's smirk faded. "Oh. Shit. I'm sorry. Are you... I mean, do you need a drink? Do you need to, uh, cry or anything?

Speaking of that dress," he added, "I still haven't seen it." I laughed softly. "You couldn't handle it." He raised an eyebrow at that. "Is that a challenge, Sage? I can handle a lot." "Not if our history is any indication. Each time I wear some moderately attractive dress, you lose it." "That's not exactly true," he said. "I lose it no matter what you're wearing.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, and this time I was the one who drew him closer. "Damn," he murmured. "What?" I asked, never taking my eyes off his. He ran his hands over my hips. "I'm not supposed to kiss you." "It's okay." "What is?" "It's okay if I kiss you.