Metaphors. This was the cost of making out with an artist.

Richelle Mead

Mots clés adrian-ivashkov sydney-sage

Aller à la citation

---

I loved you! I loved you and you destroyed me. You took my heart and ripped it up. You might as well have staked me! I. Loved. You. And you used me the whole time. (Adrian Ivashkov)

Richelle Mead

Aller à la citation

---

You can think whatever you want, do whatever you want. I'm going to just go on loving you, even if it's hopeless.

Richelle Mead

Mots clés adrian-ivashkov sydney-sage the-indigo-spell sydrian bloodlines-series

Aller à la citation

---

All that mattered was that he was Adrian, my Adrian. My match. My partner in crime, in the long battle I’d just signed on for to right the wrongs in the Alchemist and Moroi worlds. Maybe Marcus was right that I’d also signed myself up for disaster, but I didn’t care. In that moment, it seemed that as long as Adrian and I were together, there was no challenge too great for us.

Richelle Mead

Mots clés love adrian-ivashkov sydney-sage sydrian

Aller à la citation

---

The guy that's going to kick your ass for hurting her.

Richelle Mead

Mots clés adrian-ivashkov protective

Aller à la citation

---

I didn't realize when I brought him back here that you'd inflict more damage." I said, once I'd finished the story.
"I was defending your honor." Adrian gave me that devil-may-care smile that always managed to both infuriate and captivate me. "Pretty manly, huh?

Richelle Mead

Mots clés adrian-ivashkov sydney-sage

Aller à la citation

---

I know I'm not supposed to say this,” he said. “But I think I love you more than ever.

Richelle Mead

Mots clés adrian-ivashkov

Aller à la citation

---

It doesn't matter,” said Adrian, smiling. He rested a hand on my shoulder. “Some things are worth the trouble.

Richelle Mead

Mots clés adrian-ivashkov

Aller à la citation

---

His fingertips slid down from my face, lightly stroking the line of my neck, down toward my shoulder. Everywhere he touched, a trail of goose bumps appeared. How did he keep doing this to me? Marcus—who made every girl in the world swoon—had zero effect on me. But one whisper of a touch from Adrian completely undid me.

Richelle Mead

Aller à la citation

---

No,''he said.''I was a Strigoi. I was one of them. I did...terrible things.'' The words were mild, but the tone of his voice spoke legions. The radiant faces of his family turned sober.''I was lost. Beyond hope. Except...Rose believed in me. Rose never gave up.

Richelle Mead

Aller à la citation

---

« ; premier précédent
Page 155 de 185.
suivant dernier » ;

---

---