Quotes About Adrian

But I'm just going to be out there having a tea party with her cats or whatever it is she has in mind." Adrian

Sorry, Sage. Last I checked, you aren't an expert in social matters..." "At least I take action. You? You let the world go by without you. You have no spine. You don't fight back." "You don't know the first thing about me, Adrian Ivashkov. I fight back plenty.

Adrian sifted through the bags and pulled out a slice of coconut cream. "If I were a dragon, this is what I'd go for." I didn't argue, mainly because that statement had no logical argument.

Relax, Jailbait," said Avery. "A drunken kiss is nothing compared to a drunken fall. God knows I've kissed plenty of guys drunk." "And yet, I remain unkissed tonight," mused Adrian.

Adrian rolled his eyes. "I'm kind of surprised to find you lecturing about underage girls.

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

I'm not really qualified to install a security system," said Dimitri. "Really? There's something you can't do?" Adrian's voice was so soft that I could barely hear him, and he was sitting right next to me.

Happy Birthday." Adrian came to a sudden halt. The words were soft and small, spoken tentatively, but easily discerned by vampire ears. Slowly, he turned around and found Jill Mastrano standing shyly before him.

Both Christian and Adrian had worried there would be some piece of Strigoi left in him, but their fears had been about violence and bloodshed. 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.

Do you know where to find a party or something?" "I'm Adrian Ivashkov," I declared. "The parties find me.

I unfolded the note, and it took me a few seconds to decipher Adrian's writing. If he did write me a dating proposal, I really hoped he would type it.

Adrian, we hashed this out! Everything's gone perfectly until now. Why would you even think about deviating from the plan?' 'Um, because that's how we roll?

And I could see his internal struggle become an all out war. "It wouldn't have made a difference. Not with Adrian involved," he said..... "I meant it. I won't be that guy Rose. I won't be that man that takes someone else's girlfriend.

Adrian," she interrupted. "Didn't you just say I'm brilliant and always know everything? Then trust me on this." "Always," I said, letting her pull me back down to her. "Always.

What was that you showed Sonya?" Dimitri suddenly joined Rose on the screen. She shot him an amused look. "Easy, comrade. You'll get your chance to lecture them too." "Geez," said Adrian. "How many other people are there lurking off-screen?

Propriety's never been Adrian's strong suit.

What in the world is this abomination?" Lissa, only slightly more tactful, asked, "Adrian, is this some kind of joke?

Callistanas aren't so bad either," I said, looking down at my satchel. "That 'pain in the ass' screeching saved me from a face full of acid." Adrian put his hand to his heart in mock horror. "Sage, did you just swear?

Adrian: Do you smell that?" Sydney: "I smell the paint, and . . . wait . . . is that pine?" Adrian: "Damn straight. Pine-scented cleaner. As in, I cleaned. With these hands, these hands that don't do manual labor.

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.

What's this?" I asked. "I was hoping you could tell me," she said. "It arrived a few weeks ago, left on my doorstep. At first, I thought it was some sort of gift from Malachi—even though this isn't his style." "Right," agreed Adrian. "Grenades, camo vests . . . those are his usual gifts of choice.

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.

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.

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?