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Eugenie, My Sweet, Your Outraged Protests Are Adorable, But They Only Continue To Slow Us Down. If You Want Me To Help You, Then Let Me. If You Don't, Then Take Me To One Of Those Places Where Human Women Wear Revealing Clothing And Quickly Lose Their Virtue Through Alcohol.

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Eugenie, My Sweet, Your Outraged Protests Are Adorable, But They Only Continue To Slow Us Down. If You Want Me To Help You, Then Let Me. If You Don't, Then Take Me To One Of Those Places Where Human Women Wear Revealing Clothing And Quickly Lose Their Virtue Through Alcohol.

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I Also Have A Feeling Your Mother’s Going To Have A Very Ugly Conversation With Me." – Dimitri

The World Of The Dead Wonʹt Give You Up A Second Time.

He Shook His Head. “no. Because There's No One Else Out There Who Understands You Like I Do.” I Waited For More. “that's It? You're Not Going To Elaborate On What That Means?” Those Green Eyes Held Me. “i Don't Think I Need To.

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We Had An Endless Supply Of Topics, Both Of Us Eager To Put Forth All We Knew On Anything And Everything. Most Of The Meal Was Spent Discussing The Intricacies Of The Organic Certification Process. It Was Pretty Awesome.

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Once When I Was Ninth Grade I Had To Write A Paper On A Poem. One Of The Lines Was"if Your Eyes Weren't Open You Wouldn't Know The Difference Between Dreaming And Waking' It Hadn't Meant Meant Much To Me At The Time. After All There'd Been A Guy In The Class That I Liked So How Could I Be Expected To Pay Attention To Literary Analysis? Now Three Year Later I Understand The Poem Perfectly.

You Made Your Own Jean Shorts...with A Butter Knife?

When You Say ‘old Friend,’ Are We Talking, Like...since The Ice Age?” “no. Of Course Not.” “oh.” “it’s Only Been About Four Hundred Years.” “ah. Yes. Only Four Hundred.” A Wry Expression Spread Over His Face. “being With You Is A Continual Experiment In Perspective. Among Other Things.

If He Wants To Tell You, He'll Tell You. End Of Story, Rose. Besides, You Certainly Keep Your Share Of Secrets Too. You Two Have A Lot In Common." "are You Kidding? He's Arrogant, Sarcastic, Likes To Intimidate People, And—oh." Okay. Maybe She Had A Point.

Adrian Ordered A Martini, Earning Disapproving Looks From His Father And Me. "it's Barely Noon," Said Nathan. "i Know," Said Adrian. "i'm Surprised I Held Out That Long Too.

The Ghost Of A Smile Flickered Across His Lips. ‘you’re Always The Voice Of Reason. Just Try Listening To Yourself Once In A While.

You Have The Patience Of A Saint," I Grumbled, Slouching Into A Chair. "and Besides, You Don't Hang Out With Him 24/7." "neither Will You. It's Only 24/6." "same Difference. It Might As Well Be 24/10." She Frowned. "that Doesn't Make Any Sense.

You're Strong—you're So, So Strong. It's Why I Love You.

ʺthe Contractʹs Null And Void, By The Way.ʺ

Nothing Happened Here, Okay? None Of This Did.” His Eyebrows Rose. “really? Because I Could Have Sworn That Something Happened When My Hand Was Between Your—” “no!” - Dorian And Eugenie

Don't Worry, Little Dhampir. You Might Be Surrounded By Clouds, But You'll Always Be Like Sunshine To Me.

Fiery And Sweet, All At The Same Time. A Flame In The Dark, Lighting My Way.

I’d Seen Him Fight Before, But It Never Got Old. He Was Captivating. He Never Stopped Moving. Every Action Was Graceful And Lethal. He Was A Dancer Of Death.

People Get Too Caught Up In What They Don't Have And Get Bogged Down As A Result. There's Joy In The Present. It's Important To Just Make The Most Of The These Moments We Have. Keep An Eye On The Future, But Don't Forget To Enjoy Now.

Mmm. O Positive, My Favorite.

Juliet Had It Easy; She Never Had To Kill Romeo.

Vampire Academy

Sage?" Adrian Lightly Touched My Arm, And I Jumped At The Feel Of His Fingertips Against My Skin. "you Okay?" "i Don't Know," I Said Softly. "i Just Thought Of Something Crazy." "welcome To My World.

I'm Like A Fine Wine. I Get Better With Age. The Best Is Yet To Come.

It Doesn’t Matter,” Said Adrian, Smiling. He Rested A Hand On My Shoulder. “some Things Are Worth The Trouble.

In The Real World, You Can Make Your Own Miracles.

Seth Moved Behind Me, His Presence Steady And Reassuring. Waiting To Catch Me, Even Though I Refused To Fall Just Yet.

All That Mattered Was That He Was Adrian, My Adrian. My Match. My Partner In Crime, In The Long Battle I’d Just Signed On For To Right The Wrongs In The Alchemist And Moroi Worlds. Maybe Marcus Was Right That I’d Also Signed Myself Up For Disaster, But I Didn’t Care. In That Moment, It Seemed That As Long As Adrian And I Were Together, There Was No Challenge Too Great For Us.

The Door Opened, And We Were Met By A Fifty-something Man With A Grizzled Blond Beard. He Was Wearing Bermuda Shorts And A Lynyrd Skynyrd T-shirt. Also, He Had An Eye Patch. "this Is Incredible," I Heard Adrian Murmur. "beyond My Wildest Dreams.

It Was Worth It. You Looked... Happy.

Abe Shook His Head, And Now The Smile Was Gone Altogether. "that's Not The Reason Either. Don't Lie To Me Little Girl." I Felt My Hackles Going Up. "and Don't Interrogate Me, Old Man.

A Girl Just Asked For Sat Scores Good Enough To Get Her Into Yale. I Think She Was Nine.

Is She For Real?” He Paused And Reconsidered. “are You For Real? Spells? Magic? I Mean, Don’t Get Me Wrong. I Drink Blood And Control People’s Minds. But I’ve Never Heard Of Anything Like This.

Our Gazes Locked, So Much Passing Between Us. In Those Moments, I Wasn't In A Tent With Him, On The Run From Those Who Regarded Us As Villains. There Was No Murderer To Catch, No Strigoi Trauma To Overcome. There Was Just Him And Me And The Feelings That Had Burned Between Us For So Long.

The Only Thing True About What You Just Said Was The Storybook Damsel Part - And That Only Because You're Pretty Enough To Be One.

No,''he Said.''i Was A Strigoi. I Was One Of Them. I Did...terrible Things.'' The Words Were Mild, But The Tone Of His Voice Spoke Legions. The Radiant Faces Of His Family Turned Sober.''i Was Lost. Beyond Hope. Except...rose Believed In Me. Rose Never Gave Up.

If Not For Me Being Stoned And Clinging To A Taco, It Would Have Been Terribly Romantic.

The Choices We Made Today Were Templates For The Future.

Since...since When?" I Finally Managed To Ask. "since...forever." His Tone Implied The Answer Was Obvious.

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.

Security Systems

To My Surprise, I Recognized Dimitri Belikov-rose's Boyfriend-among Those Doing Crowd Control. He Was Easy To Spot Since He Was Almost Always Taller Than Everyone Around Him. Dhampirs Look Very Human, And Even I Could Admit That He Was Pretty Good-looking. There Was A Rugged Handsomeness To Him, And Even In A Still Photograph, I Could See A Fierceness As He Watched The Crowd.

You…you Got Rid Of That Dress Fast," I Pointed Out Between Heavy Breaths. "i Thought You Liked It." "i Do Like It," He Said. His Breathing Was As Heavy As Mine. "i Love It." And Then He Took Me To The Bed.

You Are An Exceptional, Talented, And Brilliant Young Woman. Do Not Ever Let Anyone Make You Feel Like You’re Less. Do Not Ever Let Anyone Make You Feel Invisible. Do Not Let Anyone—not Even A Teacher Who Constantly Sends You For Coffee—push You Around.

Sydney: Ever Had That Happen? Once You Can’t Have Something, You Want It That Much More.” Adrian: “yes. It Happens All The Time.

Adrian Shook His Head, Still Smiling. "i've Said Over And Over, I'd Do Anything For You. I Just Keep Hoping It'll Be Something Like, 'adrian, Let's Go Hot Tubbing' Or 'adrian, Take Me Out For Fondue.'" "well, Sometimes We Have To--did You Say Fondue?" Sometimes It Was Impossible To Follow Adrian's Train Of Thought. "why In The World Would I Ever Say That?" He Shrugged. "i Like Fondue.

Train Of Thought

He Thought There Was No Hope For Him. Me? I Can't Imagine A World Without Hope.

Unbelievable," I Said. "first You Wanted To Hide Her Away To Keep You Alive. Now You Actually Want Her Out In The World To Use Her Compulsion For Your Own Psycho Plans.

People Who Are Crazy Rarely Question Whether They're Crazy.

Love And Loyalty Runs Deeper Than Blood.

It Was Nice To See Someone Who Appreciated Her For Her Character, No Matter How Disgusted Christian Was By The Idea Of Anyone Dating His Aunt. And I Actually Kind Of Liked Seeing Christian So Obviously Tormented. It Was Good For Him.

But Perhaps The Best Part Of All Was That I, Sydney Katherine Sage, Guilty Of Constantly Analyzing The World Around Me, Well, I Stopped Thinking.

I Think Adrian Really Likes You. Like, In A Wanting-to-be-serious Way." "nope. He Likes Me In A Wanting-to-get-the-clothes-off-the-cute-dhampir Way.

I Find More Peace With You.

You’ll Know Her By A Crown Of Stars And Flowers, And Then When You Take Her To Your Bed And Claim Her, You Will Swear Your Loyalty To Me.

Study's Overrated. Just Find Someone Smart To Copy Off. -adrian To Lissa

We’re Suckers For This, Sydney. Men. You’ve Got Me Completely Helpless Right Now. You’re So Beautiful And Alluring, And We Guys Can’t Help Ourselves. We Fight Wars For You, Cajole You . . . And You Put Up With Us. We Have It Easy Here In Bed.” She Turned My Face Toward Hers. “this Wasn’t Exactly Difficult For Me.” “but We Still Have It Easy. You’re The Strength, The Pillars . . . Our Defenders, Our Children’s Defenders.

Couldn't Lissa Have Healed That Black Eye Away?" "its A Badge Of Honor. Makes Me Seem Manly.

You're Burned Into My Mind Forever. There Is Nothing, Nothing In This World That Will Ever Change That." And It Was Memories Like That That Made It So Hard To Comprehend This Quest To Kill Him, Even If He Was A Strigoi. Yet...at The Same Time I Had To Destroy Him. I Needed To Remember Him As The Man Who'd Loved Me And Held Me In Bed. I Needed To Remember That That Man Would Not Want To Stay A Monster.

Sometimes Talking To You Is Like Talking To Myself: Pretty Damned Annoying.

I Need You,ʺ Said Lissa. ʺi Hear That From Women A Lot,ʺ Said Adrian.

Rose Is In Red, But Never In Blue, Sharp As A Thorn, Fights Like One Too.

You Shook His Hand?" Adrian Asked Incredulously … “with All That Red-hot Passion, It’s A Wonder You Guys Can Stay Away From Each Other

If You'd Teach Me To Swear In Russian, I Might Have A New Appreciation For It

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