#ivashkov

Piece of Heaven?" "No, that other place I'm going to go to for thinking what I'm thinking. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#heaven #hell #humor #sydney-sage #the-indigo-spell

ʺThe contractʹs null and void, by the way.ʺ ↗

— Richelle Mead

#adrian-ivashkov

Maybe I was in love, but I was still me, after all. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#richelle-mead #sydney-sage #the-indigo-spell #love

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

— Richelle Mead

#society

Do you want me to call you Celery Stick instead of Cupcake or Honey-Pie? It just doesn’t inspire the same warm and fuzzy feelings. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#sydney-sage #inspirational

I realized I’m in love. It's always been right in front of me. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#friends-to-lovers #love #realizations #relationships #sydney-sage

I tried to be a better person for her– but it was to impress her, to get her to want me. But when I’m around you, I want to be better because… well, because it feels right. Because I want to. You make me want to become something greater than myself. I want to excel. You inspire me in every act, every word, every glance. I look at you, and you’re like… like light made into flesh. […] You have no clue how beautiful you are or how brightly you shine. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#sydney-sage #beauty

My God, Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them?" That uncomfortable feeling was spreading over me again. "What about them?" "The color," he breathed. "When you stand in the light. They're amazing... like molten gold. I could paint those..." He reached toward me but then pulled back. "They're beautiful. You're beautiful. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#beautiful #eyes #paint #sunlight #sydney-sage

My god, Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them? When you stand in the light. They're amazing... like molten gold. I could paint those... They're beautiful. You're beautiful. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#cuteness #holy-crap #oh-my-god #sydney-sage #this-is-amazing

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