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Roza." His voice had that same wonderful lowness, the same accent . . . it was all just colder. "You forgot my first lesson: Don’t hesitate.


Richelle Mead


#dimitri #mead #richelle #vampire-academy #wonder

Too bad you got so bogged down in books. You've got the spirit of a warrior.


Richelle Mead


#richelle-mead #the-golden-lily #spirit

All the best, Sydney P.S. "The Red Hurricane" is what I named the car. P.P.S. Just because I like you, it doesn't mean I still don't think you're an evil creature of the night. You are.


Richelle Mead


#richelle-mead #rose-hathaway #vampire-academy #vampire-academy-series #evil

Stop fighting me!" he said, trying to pull on the arm he held. He was in a precarious position himself, straddling the rail as he tried to lean over far enough to get me and actually hold onto me. “Let go of me!” I yelled back. But he was too strong and managed to haul most of me over the rail, enough so that I wasn’t in total danger of falling again. See, here’s the thing. In that moment before I let go, I really had been contemplating my death. I’d come to terms with it and accepted it. I also, however, had known Dimitri might do something exactly like this. He was just that fast and that good. That was why I was holding my stake in the hand that was dangling free. I looked him in the eye. "I will always love you." Then I plunged the stake into his chest. It wasn’t as precise a blow as I would have liked, not with the skilled way he was dodging. I struggled to get the stake in deep enough to his heart, unsure if I could do it from this angle. Then, his struggles stopped. His eyes stared at me, stunned, and his lips parted, almost into a smile, albeit a grisly and pained one. "That’s what I was supposed to say. . .” he gasped out. Those were his last words.


Richelle Mead


#bridge #death #dhampir #dimitri #love

Burns from dropped matches, Ms. Lane? Matches one might have dropped while flirting with a pernicious Fae, Ms. Lane? Have you any idea the value of this rug?” I didn’t think his nostrils could flare any wider. His eyes were black flame. “Pernicious? Good grief, is English your second language? Third?” Only someone who’d learned English from a dictionary would use such a word. “Fifth,” he snarled. “Answer me.


Karen Marie Moning


#bloodfever #mac #english

Love is a simple dream that comes and go as it pleases!


Dezoray Waters


#dreams

I was gonna be super pissed in the afterlife if I died a virgin in this crap hole.


Jennifer L. Armentrout


#blood

You make me want things I can't have.


Kendare Blake


#anna-korlov #kendare-blake #blood

P.S. I enjoy acid pops.


J.K. Rowling


#blood

Harry was left to ponder in silence the depths to which girls would sink to get revenge.


J.K. Rowling


#revenge #blood






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