#adrian

Your mom seems like someone who gets her way a lot." Adrian cast a covert look to where Lissa and my mom stood talking across the room. He lowered his voice. "It must run in the family. In fact, maybe I should get her help on something." "Getting a hold of illegal cigarettes?" "Asking her daughter out." I nearly dropped the plate I held. "You've asked me out tons of times." "Not really. I've made inappropriate suggestions and frequently pushed for nudity. But I've never asked you out on a real date. And, if memory serves, you did say you'd give me a fair chance once I let you clean out my trust fund." "I didn't clean it out," I scoffed. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#rose-hathaway #dating

She heard Adrian say to Christian, ʺYou know, your shirtʹs kind of grungy-looking. Seems like you could put in a little more effort since youʹre dating a princess.ʺ ↗

— Richelle Mead

#christian #dating

While I'm fine with you two dating and being happy, please try not to break his heart too much when the time comes. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#daniella-ivashkov #heartbreak #love #rose-hathaway #dating

It doesn't matter. Take Eddie's blood. Take Belikov's blood. Take your own for all I care. But If she doesn't want to give hers, then that's all there is to it. She said no. This conversation is done. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#blood

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

— Richelle Mead

#kissing #sydney-sage #danger

He tilted his head to the side, still watching me in that same, disconcerting way. “Some things are true, drunk or sober. You should know that. You deal in facts all the time.” “Yeah, but this isn’t—” I couldn’t argue with him looking at me like that. “I have to go. Wait… you didn’t take the cross.” I held it out to him. He shook his head. “Keep it. I think I’ve got something else to help center my life. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#richelle-mead #sydney-sage #the-golden-lily #life

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. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#anchor #comfort #strength #sydney-sage #trust

Sage.” He laughed. “I’m into anything, so long as you’re with me. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#contentment #happiness #love #sydney-sage #love

I know I’m not supposed to say this,” he said. “But I think I love you more than ever.” I took his hand and tried not to think about how happy his words made me. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#feelings #love #sydney-sage #love

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. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#love #sydney-sage #love