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.
A ghostly smile flickered across his face. “If you weren’t so psychotic, you’d be fun to hang around.” “Funny, I feel that way about you too.” He didn’t say anything else, but the smile grew, and he walked away.
The only thing better than imagining Dimitri carrying me in his arms was imagining him shirtless while carrying me in his arms.
I haven’t even really tried to win you over, Roza. When I want to, I can be very persuasive.
I didn’t care about anything except her and the way touching her drove me wild, even as her calm and steady presence soothed the storms that raged within me.
How do you know if a demon is lying? His lips are moving.
You forgot my first lesson: don’t hesitate.
As he looked at me, he seemed to send a message of his own: that he would still fight for me, that he would fight until he collapsed to keep them from taking me.
He has no right to threaten my boyfriends. I’m eighteen. An adult. I don’t need his help. I can threaten my boyfriends myself.
What are you, Rose Hathaway? Are you real? You’re a dream within a dream. I’m afraid touching you will make me wake up. You’ll disappear.
Dreams, dreams. I walk them; I live them. I delude myself with them. It’s a wonder I can spot reality anymore.
This was the kind of dress that changed the world. The kind of dress that started religions.
I’m backing down now. I really do love you. That’s why I’m doing this.
You’re better than this. Better than whatever it is you’re going to do now.
You’ve always been my equal, Roza.
You managed to get him a duster, but you couldn’t find me a pair of jeans?
Dmitri was at a total loss. It was a common reaction for people when I agreed to do something reasonable.
What about you, Sage? I know we don’t have to worry about you violating the dress code. Did you have fun at your Alchemist spa this weekend?
We all screw up. Everyone makes mistakes. That’s what she did. It was bad judgment, that’s all. You don’t cut off the people you love for mistakes like that.
Adrian’s face was the picture of perfect politeness and restraint, meaning something disastrous was about to happen.