Georgina, I need your help''
Reaching into her purse, she pulled out two pages torn from magazines.
''With wha-oh'' My stomach twisted uncomfotably, and I hoped I wouldn't be joining Doug in the bathroom. The pages showed photos of wedding dresses.
But when the other end of the line picked up, it was his voicemail that answered, not the man himself. "I know how devastated you must be to miss me," his cheery voice said, "but leave a message, and I'll try to ease your agony as soon as possible.
Richelle MeadI'd never expected my first time to be in a cabin in the woods, but I realized the place didn't matter. The person did. With someone you loved, you could be anywhere, and it would be incredible. Being in the most luxurious bed in the world wouldn't matter if you were with someone you didn't love.
Richelle MeadStichwörter: mahyar
Look who's calling the cauldron black."
"Kettle. It’s a kettle. Get your metaphors right."
"That wasn’t a metaphor. It was a, you know..." He stared off into space, blinking. "One of those things that’s symbolic of another thing. But isn’t the same thing. Just like it."
"You mean a metaphor?"
"No! It’s like a story...like...a proverb! That’s it."
"I’m pretty sure that wasn’t a proverb. Maybe it was an analogy."
"I don’t think so.
Stichwörter: richelle-mead georgina-kincaid succubus-on-top
Honestly, half the reason I like you is because you’re so...I don’t know. You like life.” He looked away from my eyes, amused as his thoughts spun, considering. “You’re fearless. Bold. Not afraid to enjoy yourself. You just go out there and do what you want. I like the whirlwind you exist in. I envy it. It’s funny, really.” He smiled. “I used to think I wanted someone exactly like me, but now I think I’d be bored to death with another version of myself. I’m surprised I don’t bore you sometimes.”
I gaped. “Are you kidding? You’re the most interesting person I know. Aside from Hugh maybe. But then, he installs breast implants and buys souls. That’s a hard combination to beat. But he’s not nearly as cute.
Stichwörter: richelle-mead georgina-kincaid succubus-on-top
What's going on?" he asked, looking from face to face. "I was having a good dream."
"I need you," said Lisa.
"I hear that from women a lot.
Stichwörter: last-sacrifice-lissa-adrian
Seth laughed when he saw me.
“Hey,” I said, poking him with my foot, “be nice.”
“I think this is the first time I’ve ever seen you look anything less than…” He paused, playing with word choice. “Well-planned.”
“Why, you silver-tongued romantic devil. That is the look I usually go for. Other women go for sexy or chic or beautiful. But me? Well-planned all the way.”
“You know what I mean. Besides, unplanned isn’t a bad look for you. Not bad at all.”
His voice sounded deliciously low and dangerous, and something ignited between us as we held each other’s eyes.
Stichwörter: richelle-mead georgina-kincaid succubus-on-top
Ian’s the black sheep.”
“I thought I was the black sheep,” said Seth, sounding almost hurt.
“No. You’re the unfocused artistic one. I’m the responsible one. Ian’s the wild, hedonistic one.”
“What’s hedonistic?” asked Kendall.
Her father considered. “It means you run up a lot of credit card bills you can’t pay, change jobs a lot, and have a lot of…lady friends.
Stichwörter: richelle-mead georgina-kincaid succubus-on-top
God might work on mysterious ways, but hell worked on efficient ones.
Richelle MeadStichwörter: god hell georgina-kincaid
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.
Richelle MeadStichwörter: richelle-mead georgina-kincaid succubus-on-top
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