I haven’t even really tried to win you over, Roza. When I want to, I can be very persuasive.
Stop bitching and try again.
I've given up on you...Love fades. Mine has.
Love doesn’t stop people from betraying each other
She heard Adrian say to Christian, ʺYou know, your shirtʹs kind of grungy-looking. Seems like you could put in a little more effort since youʹre dating a princess.ʺ
Iʹve seen you too. Ozera. Crispin, right?ʺ ʺChristian,ʺ corrected Lissa. ʺRight.ʺ .... ʺSo what brings you and Christopher here?ʺ asked Blake. He finished a glass of something amber colored and set it down beside the new drink. ʺChristian,ʺ said Christian. .... Blake gave her puppy-dog eyes. ʺBut you just got here! I was hoping we could get to know each other.ʺ It went without saying what he meant by that. ʺOh. And Kreskin too.
Behaviors and feelings rarely line up
There’s a big difference between death threats and love letters–even if the person writing the death threats still claims to actually love you. Of course, considering I once tried to kill someone I loved, maybe I had no right to judge.
"Well, I'm supposed to be crazy, right?" [...] "And there isn't much I wouldn't do for you. The stupider, the better."
Too bad you got so bogged down in books. You've got the spirit of a warrior.
Do you think I'm pretty? I think you're beautiful Beautiful? You are so beautiful, it hurts sometimes.
You're better than this. Better than whatever it is you're going to do now.
You will lose what you value most, so treasure it while you can.
It wasn't the kind of touch that said, Hey, I've got a plan, so hang in there because we're going to get out of this. It was more like the kind of touch that simply said, You aren't alone. It was really the only thing he could offer. And in that moment, it was enough.
He was too perfect, despite being one of the most imperfect people I knew.
And than suddenly he was there, charging down the hallway like death in a cowboy duster.
There was a look of woe on his face that was almost comical. Raids, bullets, criminals...no problem. A missing duster? Crisis.
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.
Love is rarely flawless,” Carter pointed out. “Humans delude themselves by thinking it has to be. It is the imperfection that makes love perfect.
I’d said it before and meant it: Alive or undead, the love of my life was a badass.
But I couldn't help myself, couldn't help the way I felt as I recalled the bliss and rush of a vampire's bite.
ʺWe need someone to get the roomʹs attention,ʺ I said. ʺSomeone not afraid to make a spectacle—I mean, besides me, of course.ʺ
It was something of a mystery how a couple of teenage girls had managed to escape detection for two years, especially when one of them was a privileged Moroi princess and the other a delinquent dhampir with a disciplinary file so long that it broke school records.
Dmitri was at a total loss. It was a common reaction for people when I agreed to do something reasonable.
Happy Birthday." Adrian came to a sudden halt. The words were soft and small, spoken tentatively, but easily discerned by vampire ears. Slowly, he turned around and found Jill Mastrano standing shyly before him.
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