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#ivashkov

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I find prostitutes vastly important.


Richelle Mead


#adrian-ivashkov

So. Are you guys here to convert me or sell me siding?


Richelle Mead


#adrian-ivashkov

Jailbait," he declared, leaping up. "You're a saint. A goddess, even.


Richelle Mead


#jill-dragomir #adrian-ivashkov

Look, Rose. You don't have to keep up with the hard-to-get thing. You already got me.


Richelle Mead


#adrian-ivashkov

You're my flame in the dark. We chase away the shadows around each other.


Richelle Mead


#sydney-sage #adrian-ivashkov

He almosted smiled. "There you go again. Why? Why do yo keep helping me?" There were a million answers on my lips, everything from It's the right thing to do to I don't know. Instead, I said, "Because I want to.


Richelle Mead


#sydney-sage #adrian-ivashkov

Being charming is my hobby.


Richelle Mead


#bloodlines #adrian-ivashkov

We're going on a, um, windmill tour later this week." If I'd wanted to shut them all up, I'd definitely succeeded. They all looked stunned. Adrian spoke first. "I'm going to assume that means he's flying you to Amsterdam on his private jet. If so, I'd like to come along. But not for the windmills.


Richelle Mead


#sydney-sage #adrian-ivashkov

Adrian smiled and clasped my hands, taking a few steps toward me. "And as for who you are, you’re the same beautiful, brave, and ridiculously smart caffeinated fighter you’ve been since the day I met you.” Finally, he put “beautiful” at the top of his list of adjectives. Not that I should have cared. “Sweet talker,” I scoffed. “You didn’t know anything about me the first time we met.” “I knew you were beautiful,” he said. “I just hoped for the rest.


Richelle Mead


#attraction #cute #happiness #love #sydney-sage

She sat up, cheeks flushed and golden hair tousled. She was so beautiful that it made my soul ache. I always wished desperately that I could paint her in these moments and immortalize that look in her eyes. There was a softness in them that I rarely saw at other times, a total and complete vulnerability in someone who was normally so guarded and analytical in the rest of her life. But although I was a decent painter, capturing her on canvas was beyond my skill. She collected her brown blouse and buttoned it up, hiding the brightness of turquoise lace with the conservative attire she liked to armor herself in. She’d done an overhaul of her bras in the last month, and though I was always sad to see them disappear, it made me happy to know they were there, those secret spots of color in her life.


Richelle Mead


#beautiful #bloodlines #hot #kissing #sexy






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