Quotes About Adrian

He maintains a stony expression rivalling the heads of Easter Island.

She put two-fingered guns to her temples when she saw us: red patch of smoker's skin around her mouth like a raw sun rising.

Couldn't even smile when George Farmer said he wanted to hear a spontaneous burst of applause after the next chorus.

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I try to get out to The Skelligs, and people will know The Skelligs from 'Star Wars' and so forth, but they really are the most incredible monastic settlement on this island off the south coast, the Kerry coast.

Privately, the three of us examined his case and came up with a theory: that the key to a happy family life was for there not to be a family—or at least, not one living together. Having made this analysis, we envied Adrian the more.

We are about to make motherhood a crime. No civilized government in the history of mankind has ever done this.

Adrian sighed. "I knew you staying out of trouble was too good to be true.

In any character you do, especially something like 'Watchmen,' if you're gonna do this, you're gonna do this right. I'm fighting for the Comedian every step of the way; there's not even a question, Adrian is a scumbag.

Adrian Peterson isn't running by committee.

There are so many police series that we all end up playing a cop of one hue or another eventually.

Not into older guys, huh?" asked Adrian once we were alone. "You're imagining things," I said. "Clearly, my stunning beauty has clouded your mind.

Who is he?" "An idiot, said Adrian. "Makes me look like an upstanding member of society.

Adrian, I'm on a date. Why are you here? On my car?

I knew you were a badass," continued Adrian. "But I didn't realize just how much until I saw you dropping guardians out there." "Does that mean you're going to be nicer to me?" I teased. "I'm already nice to you," he said loftily. "Do you know how badly I want a cigarette right now? But no. I manfully suffer through nicotine withdrawal—all for you.

I decided the Alchemists needed an entire department devoted to handling Adrian Ivashkov.

Plus, you're the last Dragomir. You're always going to be in the spotlight. Who's she? Just another Ivashkov. There are tons of them.' 'Probably because all the guys like Adrian and have all sorts of illegitimate children.' 'Adrian doesn't have any children.' 'That we know of,' I said mysteriously.

Really, Sage? A date?" I sighed. "Yes, Adrian. A date." "A real date. Not, like, doing homework together," he added. "I mean like where you go out to a movie or something. And a movie that's not part of a school assignment. Or about something boring." "A real date.

I just rely on natural talent," said Adrian, strolling up to the start of the Dragon's Lair. "When you have such a wealth of it to draw from, the danger comes from having too much.

Our lips met hungrily, and his clever artistic hands wrapped around my hips. A sudden buzz from my regular cell phone startled me from the kissing. "Don't," said Adrian, his eyes ablaze and breathing ragged. "What if there's a crisis at school?" I asked. "What if Angeline 'accidentally' stole one of the campus buses and drove it into the library?" "Why would she do that?" "Are you saying she wouldn't?" He sighed. "Go check it.

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?

You know," he said, "under normal circumstances, you inviting me to the bedroom would be the highlight of my day." I crossed my arms and sat on the bed. I did so out of simple fatigue, but a moment later, I was struck by what I was doing. This is where Adrian sleeps. I'm touching the covers he's wrapped in every night. What does he wear? Does he wear anything? I jumped up.

Adrian gave the picture a nod of approval before handing me the phone. "Okay, even I can admit that's pretty cute." I found myself overanalyzing the comment. What had he meant in saying 'even he' could admit it? That I was cute for a human? Or that I had just met some kind of Adrian hot-girl criteria?

Rose!" I looked to my right and saw Adrian cutting across the lawn toward me, oblivious to the slush's effects on his designer shoes. "Did you just call me 'Rose'?" I asked. "And not 'little dhampir'? I don't think that's ever happened." "It happens all the time," he countered, catching up to me.