That’s what I was supposed to say...
Don’t worry, little dhampir. You might be surrounded by clouds, but you’ll always be like sunshine to me.
I unfolded the note, and it took me a few seconds to decipher Adrian’s writing. If he did write me a dating proposal, I really hoped he would type it.
There were drinks and food in full force, and some Moroi guy had a guitar out and was trying to impress girls with his musical skills – which were nonexistent. In fact, his music was so awful that he might have discovered a new way to kill Strigoi.
Wait. You think I’m going to die? That’s why you slept with me?
You forgot another lesson: Never turn your back until you know your enemy is dead. Looks like we’ll have to go over the lesson again the next time I see you – which will be soon. Love, D.
Gaining superpowers doesn’t mean you know how to use them.
I looked him in the eye. “I will always love you.” Then I plunged the stake into his chest.
What matters is that someone – that you – know me that well. When a person can see into your soul, it’s hard. It forces you to be open. Vulnerable. It’s much easier being with someone who’s just more of a casual friend.
Things on the essential list: vodka, Nine Inch Nails, a steady supply of mortal men, and an all-purpose bitchy attitude.
It turns out Dimitri had a friend, who had a friend, and despite the best security in the Moroi world, we managed to get into the Court’s prison facilities.
I left her there crying as I walked toward the gate. A piece of my soul had died when Dimitri had fallen. Turning my back on her now, I felt another piece die as well. Soon there wouldn’t be anything left inside me.
Maybe you don’t need beauty sleep, but some of us aren’t so lucky.
Even Christian – the poster child for “smartass” – looked grim.
She says you’re not awake until you’re actually out of bed and standing up.
We can’t stop living because other people are dead.
Those who have to ask if faith is true are opening up a discussion they may not be ready for.
Taking a deep breathe, I made one of the hardest decisions of my life. I walked away.
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.
And I thought the whole point of my education was that violence IS the answer.