I stared. "Canadian Satanists? You're sending me to a group of Ca... by Richelle Mead

I stared. "Canadian Satanists? You're sending me to a group of Canadian Satanists?

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Most fathers don't threaten to disembowel their daughter's boyfriends." "That's not true. And anyway, that's not what I actually said. It was much worse.

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I don't know. This college would probably have the same problem the last one did." I frowned. "What's that?" "Homework." "Adrian," growled his father. "It's okay," said Adrian breezily. He rested his arm casually on the table. "I don't really need a job or extra money. After Rose and I get married, the kids and I'll just live off of her guardian paycheck.

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You guys didn't really think you could go off on a party weekend without me, did you? Especially here of all placesâ€”" He froze and it was one of those rare moments when Adrian Ivashkov was caught totally and completely off guard. "Did you know," he said slowly, "that Victor Dashkov is sitting on your bed?" "Yeah," I said. "It was kind of a shock to us too.

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Because it gives him and excuse to be around her--without making it look like he gave in first. That way, he can still seem manly." "That's ridiculous." Especially the part about Christian being manly. "Guys do ridiculous things for love.

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Dimitri. I hadn't known he was here. His eyes were on me too,dark and endless. Only I couldn't read what he was feeling. His face betrayed nothing, but there was something in his eyes...something intense and intimidating. The image of him ready to take down that group of guardians flashed through my mind,and something told me that if I asked,He would fight his way to me through this courtroom and do everything in his power to rescue me from it.

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But the humans weren't what made my steps falter as I walked through grass that had turned bright green with summer's touch. It was Dimitri. Always Dimitri. Dimitri, the man I loved. Dimitri, the Strigoi I wanted to save. Dimitri, the monster I'd most likely have to kill. The love we'd shared always burned within me, no matter how often I told myself to move on, no matter how much the world did think I'd move on. He was always with me, always on my mind, always making me question myself.

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I've given up on you...Love fades. Mine has. by Richelle Mead

I've given up on you...Love fades. Mine has.

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I'll find you. There is no place in this world you can hide from... by Richelle Mead

I'll find you. There is no place in this world you can hide from me. I'm watching. Love, Dimitri

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You'd be surprised. Besides, they don't even send royal traitors to prison, Rose. Everyone knows that." I scoffed. "Are you insane? Of course they do. What else do you think they do with traitors? Set them free and tell them not to do it again?" "No," said Abe, just before he turned away. "They execute traitors.

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You forget: I have an addictive personality. I'm addicted to you. Somehow I think you could do all sorts of bad things to me, and I'd still come back to you. Just keep things honest, okay? Tell me what you're feeling. If you're feeling something for Dimitri that's confusing you, tell me. We'll work it out.

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He exhaled loudly and raked a hand through the sable brown hair he always kept stylishly messy. "Look, Rose. You donâ€™t have to keep up with the hard-to-get thing. Youâ€™ve already got me.

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Carter leaned toward me and brushed the hair away from the side of my face. "Don't look down then," he whispered.

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Since Iâ€™m presuming you donâ€™t mean you finally bought him a leash, let me say simply that there is a big difference between allowing an animal to ravage you and allowing yourself to be ravaged. One is common. The other is art. It is planned. Crafted, even. Only capable of being done by a master.

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Mentorâ€™s Official and Complete Procedural Handbook on Initial Succubus Intake and Probationary Period (Abridged). â€œAbridged?â€ I spun toward Jerome. â€œTell me youâ€™re getting back at me for the time I accused you of wearing Old Spice.â€ â€œThat oneâ€™s still coming,â€ said the demon. â€œThis oneâ€™s for real.

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It matters to me. That's what you don't get. You can't understand. You can't understand what it's like knowing what I did. That whole time being Strigoi...It's like a dream now, but it's one I remember clearly. There can be no forgiveness for me. And what happened with you? I remember that most of all. Everything I did. Everything I wanted to do.

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I felt my heart breaking all over again. Why? Why had this happened to us? Why was the universe so cruel?

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It occurred to me that I was standing face to face with the hero of a love story nearly as dramatic as my own.

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He thought there was no hope for him. Me? I can't imagine a world... by Richelle Mead

He thought there was no hope for him. Me? I can't imagine a world without hope.

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ARE YOU CRAZY?" I ASKED. He gave me the same wordless look he alw... by Richelle Mead

ARE YOU CRAZY?" I ASKED. He gave me the same wordless look he always did when I asked that question.

I'm glad you're better," he said. His mouth sounded like it was almost in my hair, just above my my ear. "When I saw you fall..." "You thought, 'Wow, she's a loser.