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Maybe Everyone Else Thinks Your Aversion To Food Is Cute- But Not Me. I've Watched You Watch Jill. Here's Some Tough Love: You Will Never, Ever Have Her Body. Ever. It's Impossible. She's Moroi. You're Human. That's Biology. You Have A Great One, One That Most Humans Would Kill For- And You'd Look Even Better If You Put On A Little Weight. Five Pounds Would Be A Good Start. Hide The Ribs. Get A Bigger Bra Size

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Richelle Mead

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Maybe Everyone Else Thinks Your Aversion To Food Is Cute- But Not Me. I've Watched You Watch Jill. Here's Some Tough Love: You Will Never, Ever Have Her Body. Ever. It's Impossible. She's Moroi. You're Human. That's Biology. You Have A Great One, One That Most Humans Would Kill For- And You'd Look Even Better If You Put On A Little Weight. Five Pounds Would Be A Good Start. Hide The Ribs. Get A Bigger Bra Size

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You And I Aren't Friends Either.

Lucky Charms?” I Asked. “magically Delicious,” He Explained. “requisite For Any Sort Of Building Project.” I Shook My Head, Still Amazed At How He Had Managed To Weasel His Way Over Here. “this Isn’t A Date.” He Cut Me A Scandalized Look. "obviously. I’d Bring Count Chocula For That.

I Get In That Kind Of Situation All The Time, Comrade. It's Not A Big Deal." Anger Replaced My Fear. I Didn't Like Being Treated Like A Child. "stop Calling Me That. You Don't Even Know What You're Talking About." "sure I Do. I Had To Do A Report On The R.s.s.r. Last Year.

If You're Strigoi," The Boy Interrupted Loudly, "then Why Don't You Have Horns? My Friend Jeffrey Said Strigoi Have Horns." Dimitri's Eyes Fell Not On The Boy But On Me For A Moment. Again, That Spark Of Knowing Shot Between Us. Then, Face Smooth And Serious, Dimitri Turned To The Boy And Answered, "strigoi Don't Have Horns. And Even If They Did, It Wouldn't Matter Because I'm Not A Strigoi.

He Was Almost Naked Too, But I Hadn't Quite Gotten To His Boxers Yet. (they Were Silk Because, Honestly What Else Would Adrian Wear?)

His Fingertips Slid Down From My Face, Lightly Stroking The Line Of My Neck, Down Toward My Shoulder. Everywhere He Touched, A Trail Of Goose Bumps Appeared. How Did He Keep Doing This To Me? Marcus—who Made Every Girl In The World Swoon—had Zero Effect On Me. But One Whisper Of A Touch From Adrian Completely Undid Me.

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.

I've Lost Someone, Too; Someone I Loved. I Know How You Feel." - Does It Get Easier? "yes. But You'll Never Be The Same Again.

Can You Ever Get Off For Good Behavior?" He Joked. I Gave Him What I Hoped Was A Seductive Smile As I Found My Seat. "sure," I Called Over My Shoulder. "if I Was Ever Good.

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.

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.

Trey Scoffed. "between You And Me, Brayden's Probably The Last Guy In The World You Have To Worry About. I Think He's As Clueless As You Are. If I Didn't Care About Your Virtue So Much, I'd Actually Probably Give Him A Lecture On 'how' To Try Something." -trey, Pg. 70

The Question Was Which Spell Did I Make? Which Did I Have Time To Make? The Answer Was Eerily Simple. I Had Time To Make All Of Them.

Um, Thanks,” She Said. It Was Nice To See One Woman Finally Immune To That Accent. That Wasn’t To Say Rose Wasn’t A Sucker For Accents. She Just Preferred Hers From The Other Side Of Europe.

Get Up Guys. We’ve Got A Visit To Pay.” “what Are You Talking About?” “i Am Not Hanging Out With Blake Lazar Again.

You Two Are A Match Made In Heaven. Or Somewhere.

The Tension Between Us Kicked Up A Notch, And I Realized That Along With Our Bodies Being Nearer, So Were Our Lips.

Even Christian—the Poster Child For "smartass"—looked Grim.

Howʹd You Get Here?ʺ I Asked. She Winked. ʺyouʹre Not The Only Ones Who Can Steal Cars. Or, In My Case, Get People To ‘willinglyʹ Lend Them.

Hathaway!" Stan Barked, Coming From The Direction Of The Field. "nice Of You To Join Us. Get In There Now! You're Lucky You Aren't One Of The First Ones, " He Growled.people Were Even Making Bets About Whether You'd Show. " "really?" I Asked Cheerfully. "what Kind Of Odds Are There On That? Because I Can Still Change My Mind And Put Down My Own Bet. Make A Little Pocket Money.

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.

It Was Like Having A Genie. I'd Only Get So Many Wishes.

She Laughed Softly. "therapy Isn't So Much About What I Think As You Do." "then Why Do It At All?" "because We Don't Always Know What It Is We're Thinking Or Feeling. When You Have A Guide, It's Easier To Figure Things Out. You'll Often Discover That You Already Know What To Do. I Can Help You Ask Questions And Go Places You Mihgt Not Have On Your Own." "well, You're Good At The Qujestion Part." I Noted Dryly.

You Are The Most Beautiful Creature I Have Ever Seen Walking This Earth. You Have No Clue Of How Beautiful You Are Or How Brightly You Shine.

I Gave Him A Smile That I Hoped Was As Dazzling As One Of His. "i Realized I'm In Love." Marcus, Startled, Looked Around As Though He Expected To See My Object D'amour In The Car With Us. "and You Just Realized This? Did You Just Have Some Sort Of Vision?" "didn't Need To," I Said, Thinking Of Wolfe's Ill-fated Trip To The Orkneys. "it's Always Been Right In Front Of Me.

That's Pretty Hot," He Said. "punching Me In The Eye?" "well, No. Of Course Not. I Meant The Idea Of Getting Rough With You Is Hot. I'm A Big Fan Of Full-contact Sports." "i'm Sure You Are.

You Remember Our Talk About Purpose And Meaning?" He Asked Me, The Smile Disappearing. "well, I Think This Might Be Mine. I Think This Is What I Was Meant To Do, Georgina.

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.

I Took A Deep Breath. "are You Free Tonight?" There Was A Long, Pregnant Pause. "what About The Man In The Dream?" He Finally Asked. "there Is No Man In The Dream.

Having Your Own, Um, Cave At Eighteen Is Pretty Cool.

"jerks," I Muttered. Then I Brightened. "oh, Hey. Doughnuts."

This Was The Last Thing I Expected. You Destroy My Life And Then Feed Me Some Inspiratonal Philosophy.

I Thought I'd Finally Get To Relax With Dimitri.

But I Didn't Know About The Other Story." "what Other Story?” "about How You And Adrian Ivashkov Are—" "no, Whatever You Heard It’s Not True." "but It Was Really Romantic" "then It’s Definitely Not True.

Really Romantic

Wow,” Said Adrian. He Sat Down On The Bed And Tested Its Bounciness, Giving It A Nod Of Approval. “this Is Amazing. What Do You Think, Buttercup?” “i Have No Words,” I Said Honestly. He Patted The Spot Beside Him. “want To Try It Out?

His Fingers Never Ceased To Amaze Me. They Could Break A Man's Neck, Bandage A Wound, And Slide Sensually Across Bare Skin.

Hey, Volusian, You Haven't Been Checking Me Out, Have You?" He Gave Me His Trademark Bland Stare. "i Assure You, Mistress, The Only Allure Your Bare Flesh Has For Me Is To Remind Me How Easy It Will Be To Slice Open." I Laughed. If Not For The Fact He Was Actually Serious, He'd Be So Much Fun.

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

I Want Your Opinion.ʺ ʺthat,ʺ Adrian Said, ʺis Not Something I Hear A Lot.ʺ

Dimitri: "were You Really Going To Attack All Of Us? Doing That...protecting Her Like That - It Was Very Brave. Stupid, But Still Brave. Why Did You Even Try It?" Rose: "because I'm Her Guardian."

I'm Getting Better At Avoiding This, But When Something Sets Me Off, I Tend To Punch First And Then Find Out Who I Actually His Later.

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

I Know How Devastated You Must Be To Miss Me, But Leave A Message, And I'll Try To Ease Your Agony

Day 24. Situation Is Growing Worse. My Captors Continue To Find New And Horrific Ways To Torture Me. When Not Working, Agent Scarlet Spends Her Days Examining Fabric Swatches For Bridesmaid Dresses And Going On About How In Love She Is. This Usually Causes Agent Boring Borscht To Regale Us With Stories Of Russian Weddings That Are Even More Boring Than His Usual Ones. My Attempts At Escape Have Been Thwarted Thus Far. Also, I Am Out Of Cigarettes. Any Assistance Or Tobacco Products You Can Send Will Be Greatly Appreciated. -prisoner 24601

I Knew You Were A Badass," Continued Adrian. "but I Didn't Realize Just How Much Until I Saw You Dropping Guardians Out There." "does That Mean You're Going To Be Nicer To Me?" I Teased. "i'm Already Nice To You," He Said Loftily. "do You Know How Badly I Want A Cigarette Right Now? But No. I Manfully Suffer Through Nicotine Withdrawal—all For You.

That's What Humanity Is: A Series Of Successes And Failures, A Testing Of One's Own Nature And Aptitude. Neither The Body Nor The Soul Can Sustain Such A State. Eventually It Consumes A Person

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.

You See Something You Like?" I Asked, Echoing Something I'd Said To Him Ling Ago, When He'd Caught Me In A Compromising Position At School. "lots," He Said. -rose (roza) To Dimitri

Maybe Instead Of Stalking Her, You Should Go Out With Someone Else." He Sighed. "you Don't Think I've Tried? How Can Anyone Compare? You Might Not Believe This, But There Is No One Like Ageline At This School.

I Lifted The Lid And Found A Piece Of Bread And Some Water—and A Rat That Quickly Darted Off The Tray. Talk About Adding Insult To Injury.

Insult To Injury

Life, Unfortunately, Doesn't Seem To Care What We Want.

Dimitri: "rose, I'm Seven Years Older Than You. In Ten Years, That Won't Mean So Much, But For Now, It's Huge. I'm An Adult. You're A Child.” Rose: "you Didn't Seem To Think I Was A Child When You Were All Over Me.” - Rose Hathaway & Dimitri Belikov (vampire Academy)

I Went To Bed Feeling Melancholy, Wishing I Could Have Poured Out All My Fears And Insecurities To My Mom. Wasn’t That What Normal Mothers And Daughters Did?

And I Thought The Whole Point Of My Education Was That Violence Is The Answer.

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

His Eyes, I’d Long Since Discovered, Could Be As Eloquent And Expressive As His Pen. The Messages They Sent Me Now Hardly Seemed Decent For A Public Setting.

You're Burned Into My Mind Forever. There Is Nothing, Nothing In This World That Will Ever Change That.

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.

Adrian: I Find Prostitutes Vastly Important. Nathan Ivashkov: Well. How Refreshing To See That Things Haven’t Changed.

You Got Some Cheap Foreign Labor To Protect Lissa?

All This Time…ever Since I Sold My Soul, I’ve Been Clinging To This Idea That There Is Something Pure And Decent Out There. That There Was Something To Give Me Hope That Even If I Was A Lost Cause, At Least There Was Something Bright And Good In The World. But There Isn’t. If There Was, Seth Wouldn’t Have Fallen. Erik Wouldn’t Have Died. Andrea Mortensen Wouldn’t Be Dying.” -georgina To Carter

I Said Earlier That Dead Things Don't Always Stay Dead. Well, I'm One Of Them. Don't Worry - I'm Not Like The Strigoi. But I Did Die Once (i Don't Recommend It).

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

You Have To Protect Her. The More She Uses It, The Worse It'll Get. Stop Her, Rose. Stop Her Before They Notice, Before They Notice And Take Her Away Too. Get Her Out Of Here." [...] "don't Let Her Use The Power!. . .save Her. Save Her From Herself!

You Were Totally Unprepared For Her.” “that's For Damned Sure.

When I Look Into His Eyes, I Could See Without A Doubt That He Loved Me More Than Anyone Else In The World, That I Was His Salvation, The Same Way That He Was Mine.

Everyone Wanted What She Couldn't Have.

I Don’t Belong To Anyone. I Make My Own Choices." "and You’re With Adrian," Said Dimitri. "but I Was Meant For You.

I Can't Shut My Brain Off. It's Like A Hamster Wheel." ~ Justin

I Don't Suppose You Offered To Help?" "sage," Adrian Declared. "these Hands Don't Do Manual Labor." He Knocked Another Ball Into A Hole. "you Want To Play?" "what? With You?" "no, With Clarence." He Sighed At My Dumbfounded Look. "yes, Of Course With Me.

He Anxiously Touched His Hair. "i Think My Hair Gel's Frozen.

For A Moment His Eyes Locked Onto Me With An Intensity That Left Me Breathless.

Don't Beat Yourself Up Over What You Could Have Or Should Have Done. The Past Is Gone. Move On To The Future.

"watch It." He Said At Last. "i Can Make Your Life Miserable." I Gave Him An Icy Smile. "you Already Have, And That's Why I've Got The Advantage. You've Done Your Worst - But You Haven't Seen What I Can Do Yet."

If It Makes You Feel Any Better, You’re Not As Bad As Keith. He Was Here Earlier Today And Was So Nervous, He Literally Kept Looking Over His Shoulder.” Lee Paused Thoughtfully. “i Think It Might Have Been Because Adrian Kept Laughing Like A Mad Scientist At Those Old Black-and-white Movies He Was Watching.

Black And White

There Would Be No Wedding For Me. No Bridal Hopes. Not With Seth, Not With Anyone. Those Things Were Lost To Me Forever. There Was Only An Eternity Alone, No Lifelong Lovers, Only Those I Shared A Night With…. - Georgina

...but Dimitri...well, My Former Lover And Instructor Was In A Category All His Own. His Fighting Skills Were Beyond Anyone Else's, And He Was Using Them All In Defense Of Me. "stay Back," He Ordered Me. "they Aren't Laying A Hand On You.

Tradition Or Not, I Sometimes Thought Putting Children On An Old Guy’s Lap Was Already Creepy Enough. We Didn’t Need To Mix Alcohol Into It.

I Didn't Just Get An Idea. I Got A Great Idea.

About Time," Christian Said. "lissa And Adrian Get The Market Share On Worrying About You, But They're Not The Only Ones. And Someone Needs To Put Adrian In His Place, You Know. I Can't Do It All The Time." "thanks. It Kills Me To Say This, But I Missed You Too. No One's Sarcasm Compares To Yours In Russia.

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

Oh God," I Said. "i'm Zmey's Daughter. Zmey Junior. Zmeyette, Even.

Vampire Academy

Despite His Cynical Exterior, He Had A Good Heart-and Lissa Owned Most Of It.

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

Vampire Academy

Because It's One Of Those Things I Never Expected In My Lifetime," He Told Me. "like A Comet. Or World Peace. I'm Just Used To You Being Single." For Some Reason, That Bothered Me. "what, You Don't Think Any Guy Would Ever Be Interested In Me?" Actually," Said Adrian, Sounding Remarkably Serious, "i Can Imagine Lots Of Guys Being Interested In You.

That Memory Made A Lump Form In My Throat As I Remembered His Face, Serious And Gorgeous, Those Brown Eyes Intense And Passionate As He Spoke Up For Me And Convinced The Others Of My Value.

I Brought My Lips Down To Hers, And It Was Like Everything That Had Ever Happened To Me Had Simply Been A Warm-up For This Moment, That This Was Where My Life Truly Began.

He Watched As I Slipped One Of The Shoes On. "you Have A Guardian Angel." "i Don't Believe In Angels," I Told Him. "i Believe In What I Can Do For Myself." Well Then, You Have An Amazing Body." I Glanced Up At Him With A Questioning Look. "for Healing, I Mean. I Heard About The Accident.

I Want Her To Be Happy. It's Worth Sacrificing Myself.

Anger Based On Calculated Reason Is More Dangerous Than Anger Based On Blind Hate

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

I, Had An Excellent Instructor. One That You Currently Have Locked Up. If You Want To Talk About Skills Going To Waste, Then Go Look In Your Own Jail.

Can We Go Back To The Part About Moroi Girls Hanging Out In La?" Asked Adrian Hopefully. "can You Direct Me To Some Of The…oh, Let’s Say, More Open-minded Ones?

Rose Hathaway: "was He Right?” Dimitri Belikov: "who?” Rose Hathaway: "victor…he Said It Couldn't Have Worked. The Necklace.” Dimitri Belikov: "what Do You Mean?” Rose Hathaway: "the Spell. Victor Said You Had To Want Me…to Care About Me…for It To Work. Did You? Did You Want Me?” Dimitri Belikov: "yes, Roza. I Did Want You. I Still Do. I Wish…we Could Be Together.” (vampire Academy)

He Flipped The Dail, And I Crossed My Arms Over My Chest As Some Vaguely European-sounding Band Sang About How Video Had Killed The Radio Star. I Wished Someone Would Kill This Radio.

I Don't Believe In Soul Mates, Not Exactly. I Think It's Ridiculous To Think There's Only One Person Out There For Us. What If Your 'soul Mate' Lives In Zimbabwe? What If He Dies Young? I Also Think 'two Souls Becoming One' Is Ridiculous. You Need To Hold On To Yourself. But I Do Believe In Souls Being In Sync, Souls That Mirror Each Other.

I Sighed And Stared Off Without Any Particular Focus. "i Miss Him So Much." "i'm Sorry," She Said. "will It Ever Get Better?" The Question Seemed To Catch Her By Surprise. "i...i Don't Know.

Life And Death Were So Unpredictable. So Close To Each Other. We Existed Moment To Moment, Never Knowing Who Would Be The Next To Leave The World. I Was Still In It, Barely, And As I Looked Up From The Ashes, Everything Around Me Seemed So Sweet And So Beautiful. The Trees. The Stars. The Moon. I Was Alive -- And I Was Glad I Was.

Why Does It Have To Be So Cut-and-dried? In Your View, I Either Have To Hate Them Or Be In League With Them. There’s A Middle Ground, You Know. I Can Still Be Loyal To The Alchemists And On Friendly Terms With Vampires And Dhampirs.

Sitting Beside Abe Was Adrian Ivashkov--my More-or-less Boyfriend. Adrian Was A Royal Moroi--and Another Spirit User Like Lissa. He'd Been Crazy About Me (and Often Just Crazy) Ever Since We First Met

He Shrugged. "the Same As Any Other. It's A Way To Make People Feel Better About Themselves. Everyone Likes Feeling Special. Being Part Of An Elite Group Is A Way To Do That." "but You Weren't Part Of It?" "no Need. I Already Know I'm Special.

I'd Do A Lot Of Things To Protect You.

You're A Dhampir," I Breathed. "so Are You." He Teased. "yeah, But I Just Thought—" "that I Was Human? Because Of The Bite Marks?" "yeah." I Admitted, No Point In Lying. "we All Have To Survive," He Said "and Dhamphirs Are Good At Figuring Ways Out To.

See? Things Are Already Looking Promising.

As Far As We Know, Everyone’s Right— Strigoi Don’t Want To Hang Out In Palm Springs.” Eddie Became About One Percent Less Tense.

I'm Sorry." "be Sorry You Lied," He Said, Pressing A Kiss To My Forehead. "don't Be Sorry You Loved Him. That's Part Of You, Part You Have To Let Go, Yeah, But Still Something That's Made You Who You Are.

If You Want Some Advice—which I'm Sure You Don't—you Guys Should Lay Off On The Magic. Christian Still Thinks You're Moving In On Lissa." "what?" He Asked In Mock Astonishment. "doesn't He Know My Heart Belongs To You?" "it Does Not. And No, He's Still Worried About It, Despite What I've Told Him." "you Know, I Bet If We Started Making Out Right Now, It Would Make Him Feel Better." "if You Touch Me," I Said Pleasantly, "i'll Provide You With The Opportunity To See If You Can Heal Yourself. Then We'd See How Badass You Really Are.

Dimitri: "i Also Have A Feeling Your Mother's Going To Have One Ugly Conversation With Me." Rose: "you're About To Go Face Down Strigoi, And My Mother's The One You're Scared Of?" Dimitri: "she's A Force To Be Reckoned With. Where Do You Think You Got It From?" Rose: "it's A Wonder You Bother With Me Then." Dimitri: "you're Worth It, Believe Me.

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.

He Looked Up At Me With Angelic Eyes. "doing What?" "you Know What. You're Luring Me In. You Know I Can't Resist-

I Don't Think Most People Take Honest Well. They Prefer The Games. They Want To Believe The Pretty Lies.

Back To Prison. Maybe If You Fake A Heart Attack, I Can Make A Break For It. (rose Hathaway Says To Lissa Dragomir)

Who Are These People?" My Mother Asked. "guess," Replied Abe Flatly. "who Would Be Foolish Enough To Break Into Court After Escaping It?

Only A True Best Friend Can Protect You From Your Immortal Enemies.

Georgina," He Murmured, Pulling Me Closer. "you Are The World.

No, No. It's Always A Good Time For You To Call, Roza.

Really, It's My Fault. It Was There. A Hundred Times There. How Often Did I See It? I Knew. It Kept Happening. Over And Over, You'd Say You Were Through With Him...and Over And Over, I'd Believe It...no Matter What My Eyes Showed Me. No Matter What My Heart Told Me. My. Fault.

Maybe You're Graduating From Fireballs To Lightning Bolts," Adrian Suggested. "i Bet It'd Be A Lot Like Throwing Ninja Stars. Except, Well, You Could Incinerate People.

My Name's Jet Steele.

I'll Just Love You Whether You Want Me To Or Not.

There Was A Look Of Woe On His Face That Was Almost Comical. Raids, Bullets, Criminals...no Problem. A Missing Duster? Crisis.

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.

I Don't Remember You Being This Reasonable Before, " Lissa Said. "it's Because Everyone Has Different Definitions Of 'reasonable. ' Mine's Just Misunderstood, That's All. " Christian's Voice Was Lofty. "i Think You Must Be Misunderstood A Lot, " She Laughed. His Eyes Held Hers, And The Smile On His Face Transformed Into Something Warmer And Softer. "well, I Hope This Isn't Misunderstood. Otherwise, I Might Get Punched. " Leaning Over, He Brought His Lips To Hers. Lissa Responded With No Hesitation Or Thought Whatsoever, Losing Herself In The Sweetness Of The Kiss.

Sydney! Stop. Think Of Something Else. Conjugate Latin Verbs. Recite The Periodic Table.

It Won't Be That Simple Though, Will It?' She Sounded Wise Beyond Her Years. 'things Are Going To Get Worse Before They Get Better, Aren't They?

Mistress, I Have Never Asked Anything Of You In My Servitude. But Now, I Beg You This: Do Not Make Me Keep Passing These Adolescent Sentiments Back And Forth All Night.

Dorian Used To Watch You Like A Starving Man Who Wants Meat. Now He Looks At You Like He Wants Seconds.

Mmm. O Positive, My Favorite.” “is It? I Thought It Was A Cabernet Sauvignon.” “so It Is,” Said Adrian, Straight-faced. “my Mistake.

Once You Cross Into The Next Loyal Kingdom, However... Be Warned. You May Not Find Such A Warm Reception. The Mimosa Land And Its Residents Are Not Nearly So Accommodating." This Was Warm And Accommodating? That Didn't Bode Well For The Next Kingdom. I Also Found It Sad That A Place Called The Mimosa Land Was Unfriendly. It Sounded Like A Party Waiting To Happen.

There Was No "me" In Alchemy. Well, Phonetically There Was, But That Wasn't The Point.

Adrian Stood There Leaning Against The Doorframe, Watching Me With His Heart In His Eyes. In My Chest, My Own Heart Was Breaking. On My Cheek, The Lily Reminded Me Who I Was.

Guilt Was Its Own Prison.

How?" I Demanded. "how Could You Have Screwed This One Up?" "when I Got In, They Said The Manager Was On The Phone And Would Be A Few Minutes. So, I Sat Down And Ordered A Drink." This Time, I Did Lean My Forehead Against The Steering Wheel. "what Did You Order?" "a Martini." "a Martini." I Lifted My Head. "you Ordered A Martini Before A Job Interview." "it's A Bar, Sage. I Figured They'd Be Cool With It.

And After A While...i Mean How Do You Choose? Who Gets To Live? Part Of Life Is That...well, Some People Have To Die.

Surely I Must Be A Princess In An Enchanted Sleep. Any Day Now, This Dream-no, Nightmare Would End, And I’d Get My Prince And Happy Ending.

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.

Turning Away, I Stared At The Long Road Winding Off Ahead Of Me. I Sighed. This Trip Might Take Awhile. "then Start Walking, Rose," I Muttered To Myself. I Set Off, Off To Kill The Man I Loved.

Your Wit Is Always Such A Delight, Mr. Zeklos. I Can Barely Contain Myself Around It.

Dimitri: "don't Look At Me Like That." Rose: "like What?" Dimitri: "you've Got This Look On Your Face That Says You Think I'm Delusional, But You're Too Nice To Say Anything.

You Know, You Still Owe Me Pancakes. I Think I Could Go For…apple Cinnamon Ones Now. “ “apple Cinnamon? You Sure Are Demanding.” “it’s All Right. I Think You’re Man Enough For It.” “thetis, If I Actually Believed You Had Either Apples Or Cinnamon In Your Kitchen, I’d Make Them For You Right Now.” I Didn’t Answer. I Was Pretty Sure I Had Some Year-old Apple Jacks, But That Was About It.

No," He Said, Voice Thick And Husky. His Fingers Dug Into The Chair's Arms. "you'd Better Not Get Too Close." I Stopped, Laughing Softly. "you Don't Strike Me As The Assaulting Type, Mortensen." "yeah, Well, There's A First Time For Everything.

He Was Too Perfect, Despite Being One Of The Most Imperfect People I Knew.

Hey, Big Spender,” I Said. He Looked Appreciative But More Amused Than Anything Else. He Reached Into His Pocket And Pulled Out A One Dollar Bill. “hugh,” I Said. “don’t Insult Me.” With A Sigh, He Produced A Five And Tucked It Underneath My Bra Strap. “hey, Seth,” Cody Suddenly Said. I Looked Up And Saw Seth Standing In The Doorway. A Look Of Comic Bemusement Was On His Face. “hey,” He Said, Studying Me. “so…you’re Paying For Dinner?

Didn’t Understand Love? Was She Crazy? If She Only Knew What I’d Sacrificed For Dimitri, What I’d Done To Be Where I Was Now . . . All For Love. She Was The One Who Couldn’t Understand. Love Wasn’t A Fling In A Back Room At A Party. It Was Something You Lived And Died For.

Sydney Might Not Be An Expert In Personal Relationships But Puzzles Were Familiar Territory.

What Happened? Did A House Fall On Your Sister?" I Asked. Maybe There Was A Benefit To Our Language Barrier. She Pursed Her Lips. "you Can't Stay Here Much Longer," She Said. My Mouth Dropped Open. "you...you Speak English?" She Snorted. "of Course.

Seth's Quote From His Book: "and If I Only Could I'd Make A Deal With God And I'd Get Him To Swap Our Places" -"running Up That Hill" By Kate Bush

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.

I Disconnected As A Sleepy Seth Stepped Out Of The Bedroom. “who’s Dante? Was That A Collect Call To The Inferno?” “they Won’t Accept The Charges,” I Murmured.

I Have To Get Back There." I Said To Adrian. "into That Door." He Arched An Eyebrow. "what, Like Sneaking In? How Very Black Ops Of You. And Oh, You Know— Dangerous And Foolish." "i Know." I Said, Surprised At How Calm I Sounded As I Admitted That. "but I Have To Know Something, And This May Be My Only Chance." "then I'll Go With You In Case That Guy Comes Back," He Said With A Sigh. "never Let It Be Said Adrian Ivashkov Doesn't Help Damsels In Distress.

Rose,” He Said, Forcibly Trying To Keep A Serious Tone, “i Can Think Of Many Words To Describe You, Sexy And Hot Being At The Top Of The List. You Know What’s Not On The List? Sane.

Dierdre The Counselor Must Not Have Had Much Of A Life, Because She Scheduled Our Next Appointment On A Sunday. I Wasn't So Thrilled About It, Seeing As It Wasn't Just My Day Off-it Was Also The Day My Friends Had Off. Orders Were Orders, However, So I Grudgingly Showed Up.

All We Can Go On Is What We Think, How We See The World. If You Can't Trust Your Own Mind What Can You Trust?

Well, Well, Well," I Said. "if It Isn't The People Responsible For Unleashing Rose Hathaway On The World. You've Got A Lot To Answer For.

They're True," I Replied Defiantly. "i Came Here To Kill You. And If I Can't Do That, Then I'd Rather Die." "you Failed, You Know. On The Street." "yeah. I Kind Of Figured That Out When I Woke Up Here.

The Greatest Changes In History Have Come When People Were Able To Shake Off What Others Told Them To Do.

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

It's Late, I'm Tired, And Your Cigarettes Are Giving Me A Headache," I Growled. "i Suppose That's Fair." He Drew In On The Cigarette And Let Out The Smoke. "some Women Think They Make Me Look Sexy." "i Think You Smoke Them So You Have Something To Do While Thinking Up Your Next Witty Line." He Choked On The Smoke, Caught Between Inhaling And Laughing. "rose Hathaway, I Can't Wait To See You Again. If You're This Charming While Tired And Annoyed And This Gorgeous While Bruised And In Ski Clothes, You Must Be Devastating At Your Peak.

You Make A Joke Out Of Everything. Life’s Too Painful Not To.

So,” I Said At Last, Staring At My Hands. “how’s, Uh, Your Car?” “i Left It Out On The Street. Figured It’ll Be Fine There While I’m Gone.

I Don't Care," Said Seth. "i Would Have Done It. I Would Have Sold My Soul For You. You And Me...i Told You. Something's Always Going To Keep Us Near Each Other...even If We Aren't Together.

I Just Rely On Natural Talent," Said Adrian, Strolling Up To The Start Of The Dragon's Lair. "when You Have Such A Wealth Of It To Draw From, The Danger Comes From Having Too Much.

I Felt The Need To Clarify We Were There For The Self Defense Class, In Case He Also Taught About Dog Breeding Or Riding The High Seas.

I Also Never Would Have Imagined I'd Quote Back A Church Lesson, But When The Rest Of The Crowd Stood Up To Take Communion, I Found Myself Saying To Dimitri: "don't You Think That If God Can Supposedly Forgive You, It's Kind Of Egotistical For You Not To Forgive Yourself?" "how Long Have You Been Waiting To Use That Line On Me?" He Asked. "actually, It Just Came To Me. Pretty Good, Huh? I Bet You Thought I Wasn't Paying Attention." "you Weren't. You Never Do. You Were Watching Me.

He Glanced Over At Me, A Smile Twisting His Lips. "hey, No Advice, Ghost Girl. Guardians Should Be Seen And Not Heard." I Flipped Him Off For The "ghost Girl" Comment But He Didn't Notice Because Lissa Was Talking To Him Again.

Yeah? What'd You Name All Those Cats?" Death, Famine, Pestilence, War, And Mr. Whiskers." You Named Your Cats After The Riders Of The Apocal--wait. Mr. Whiskers?" Well, There Are Only Four Horsemen.

Kill Me, Doug. Just Kill Me Now. Put Me Out Of My Misery.” “christ, Kincaid, What Did You Say To Him?” Murmured Doug. “well,” I Told Doug, “i Ripped On His Fans And On How Long It Takes For His Books To Come Out.” Doug Stared At Me, His Expectations Exceeded. “then I Said—not Knowing Who He Was—that I’d Be Seth Mortensen’s Love Slave In Exchange For Advanced Copies Of His Books.

It’s Okay. Everything’s Going To Be Okay. You Can Let Go Of The Sword." "i Can’t. I Can’t Leave Him Alone. I Have To Protect Him." "you Have.

You Guys Are So Caught Up In Your Polished Images And Your Passive-aggressive Comments That No One Ever Comes Right Out And Says Anything. Well, I'm Going To.

Passive Aggressive

Angeline Made A Few More Attempts To Break Away, But When It Became Clear She Couldn't, Those Around Us Began Whistling And Cheering. A Few Moments Later, That Dark And Furious Look Vanished From Angeline's Face, Replaced By Resignation. I Eyed Her Warily, Not About To Let Down My Guard. "fine," She Said. "i Guess It's Okay. Go Ahead." "huh? What's Okay?" I Demanded. "it's Okay If You Marry My Brother." (next Chapter) "it's Not Funny!" "you're Right,"agreed Sydney, Laughing Hysterically. "it's Not Funny. It's Hilarious.

She Didnʹt Know If She Could Carry On By Herself, But Then, She Realized That If This Wasnʹt A Dream—and Dear God, Did It Feel Real—there Was No Magic ʺstopʺ In Real Life. If She Couldnʹt Deal With Loneliness In A Dream, She Never Would Be Able To While Waking.

Oh," He Said, Knocking A Red Ball Into A Hole. "it's You." "you Were Expecting Someone Else?" I Asked. "am I Interrupting Your Social Calender?" I Made A Big Show Of Glancing Around The Empty Room. "i Don't Want To Keep You From The Mob Of Fans Beating Down Your Door." "hey, A Guy Can Hope. I Mean, It's Not Impossible That A Car Full Of Scantily Clad Sorority Girls Might Break Down Outside And Need My Help.

Maybe Everyone Else Thinks Your Aversion To Food Is Cute- But Not Me. I've Watched You Watch Jill. Here's Some Tough Love: You Will Never, Ever Have Her Body. Ever. It's Impossible. She's Moroi. You're Human. That's Biology. You Have A Great One, One That Most Humans Would Kill For- And You'd Look Even Better If You Put On A Little Weight. Five Pounds Would Be A Good Start. Hide The Ribs. Get A Bigger Bra Size

It's A Fact That People Are Afraid Of What They Don't Understand. And Most Are Too Lazy Or Ignorant To Find Out More.

You Can't Force Love, I Realized. It's There Or It Isn't. If It's Not There, You've Got To Be Able To Admit It. If It Is There, You've Got To Do Whatever It Takes To Protect The Ones You Love.

You've Always Been My Equal, Roza.

Conversation Was Irrelevant. Only Pie Mattered.

What Were You Thinking?" I Demanded Once We Were Moving To The Music. I Was Trying To Ignore His Hands. "do You Know How Much Trouble You May Have Gotten Me In?" Adrian Grinned. "nah. They All Feel Bad For You. You'll Achieve Martyrdom After Dancing With A Mean, Wicked Vampire. Job Security With The Alchemists.

You Understand Your Responsibilities Better Than Guardians Twice Your Age. You'll Do What You Have To Do To Succeed.

I Shook My Head And Turned Away, Unable To Hear This. “i’m Leaving Now. I Really Don’t Want To See You Again. Nothing Personal. Well, Yeah, Actually It Is.

This Wasn’t The First Time I’d Been Pulled Out Of Bed For A Crucial Mission. It Was, However, The First Time I’d Been Subjected To Such A Personal Line Of Questioning. “are You A Virgin?

Hey Mason, Wipe The Drool Off Your Face. If You're Going To Think About Me Naked, Do It On Your Own Time." [...] "this Is My Time, Hathaway. I'm Leading Today's Session." "oh Yeah?" I Retorted. "huh. Well, I Guess This Is A Good Time To Think About Me Naked, Then." "it's Always A Good A Time To Think About You Naked," Added Someone Nearby, Breaking The Tension Further.

A Gun. I Had Been Brought Down By A Gun. It Was Practically Comical. Cheaters, I Thought.

Abe Glanced At Rose. "you See That?" He Said. "now That's Devotion." She Rolled Her Eyes At Him.

I Looked Around At Us All: Me In My Nightgown, Kiyo Bare-chested, Dorian In His Extravagant Robes, And Tim In His Native Getup. God, I Muttered, Standing Up, We All Look Like The Village People.

Some Rules Are Bigger Than The Universe.

I Steeled Myself For The Next Response. I Knew It Was Going To Be One Of The Zen Life Lessons. [...] Instead He Kissed Me.

What Were Good And Evil, Really, But Stupid Categories? Stupid Categories That Restricted People And Punished Or Rewarded Them Based On How They Responded To Their Own Natures, Natures They Really Didn't Have Any Way To Control.

Isaiah Rolled His Eyes. "good God. What A Noble Lot. You're All Spartacus, Aren't You?

We Cannot Road Trip To Paris.

Hey Show Some Respect. They’re Real People With Names. Carla And Krissy” He Frowned. “or Was It Missy?

The Only Thing Better Than Imagining Dimitri Carrying Me In His Arms Was Imagining Him Shirtless While Carrying Me In His Arms.

It’s As Easy As We Choose To Make It,” He Murmured, Pressing His Forehead To Mine. “at Least, This Decision Is. Nothing’s Truly Easy, Georgina. Love And Life . . . They’re Wonderful, But They’re Hard. We May Mess Up Again. We Have To Be Strong And Decide If We Can Still Go Forward, Even When Things Aren’t Perfect.

(men Without Ambition Are Boring) And That Attitude, Mistress, Is Why The Females Of Your Kind Continue To Struggle For Equality. And Why They Continue To Fail.

You Look Too Pretty To Be Useful." "truer Words Were Never Spoken.

Yet, It Had Been Dimitri’s Gentleness And Thoughtfulness Mixed With That Deadliness That Made Him So Wonderful. The Same Hands That Wielded Stakes With Such Precision Would Carefully Brush The Hair Out Of My Face. The Eyes That Could Astutely Spot Any Danger In The Area Would Regard Me Wonderingly And Worshipfully, Like I Was The Most Beautiful And Amazing Woman In The World.

You Are The Most Boring Teacher Ever." He Grinned And Gave Me A Quick Kiss On The Cheek, Just As A Knock Sounded At The Door. "it All Depends On What You Me To Teach You.

There's A Guy Chasing Me!" I Called As I Headed Out The Door.

It Was The Most Convulted, Ridiculous Piece Of Logic I'd Heard In Awhile... It Was Something I Would Have Come Up With.

For Once, You're Going To Hear Something That Doesn't Fit Into Your Neat, Compartmentalized World Of Order And Logic And Reason.

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