Don't cut it," he said gruffly.
"But no one'll see my tattoos if I don't."
"Wear it up."
-Dimitri, Rose, Dimitri
..it’s not impossible that a car full of scantily clad sorority girls might break down outside and need my help.”
“That’s true,” I said. “Maybe I can put
a sign out front that says, ‘ATTENTION
ALL GIRLS: FREE HELP HERE.’”
“‘ATTENTION ALL HOT GIRLS,’” he corrected, straightening up.
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Oh,” he said, knocking a red ball into
a hole. “It’s you.”
“You were expecting someone else?”
I asked. “Am I interrupting your social
calendar?” I made a big show of
glancing around the empty room. “I don’t
want to keep you from the mob of fans
beating down your door.
Tag: adrian-ivashkov sydney-sage
Oh,” he said, knocking a red ball into
a hole. “It’s you.”
“You were expecting someone else?” I asked. “Am I interrupting your social
calendar?” I made a big show of glancing around the empty room. “I don’t want to keep you from the mob of fans beating down your door.
Tag: adrian-ivashkov sydney-sage
Oh,” he said, knocking a red ball into a hole. “It’s you.”
“You were expecting someone else?” I asked. “Am I interrupting your social
calendar?” I made a big show of glancing around the empty room. “I don’t want to keep you from the mob of fans beating down your door.
Tag: adrian-ivashkov-sydney-sage
..it’s not impossible that a car full of scantily clad sorority girls might break down outside and need my help.”
“That’s true,” I said. “Maybe I can put a sign out front that says, ‘ATTENTION ALL GIRLS: FREE HELP HERE.’”
“‘ATTENTION ALL HOT GIRLS,’” he corrected, straightening up.
Tag: adrian-ivashkov-sydney-sage
She was right about something else too,ʺ Dimitri said after a long pause. My back was to him, but there was a strange quality to his voice that made me turn around.
ʺWhatʹs that?ʺ I asked.
ʺThat I do still love you.ʺ With that one sentence, everything in the universe changed. Time slowed to one heartbeat. The world became his eyes, his voice. This wasnʹt happening. It wasnʹt real. None of it could be real. It felt like a spirit dream. I resisted the urge to close my eyes and see if Iʹd wake up moments later. No. No matter how unbelievable it all seemed, this was no dream. This was real. This was life. This was flesh and blood.
ʺSince . . . since when?ʺ I finally managed to ask.
ʺSince . . . forever.ʺ His tone implied the answer was obvious. ʺI denied it when I was restored. I had no room for anything in my heart except guilt. I especially felt guilty about you—what Iʹd done—and I pushed you away. I put up a wall to keep you safe. It worked for a while—until my heart finally started accepting other emotions. And it all came back. Everything I felt for you. It had never left; it was just hidden from me until I was ready. And again . . . that alley was the turning point. I looked at you . . . saw your goodness, your hope, and your faith. Those are what make you beautiful. So, so beautiful.
Tag: rose-hathaway dimitri-belikov
Not everyone you protect will be your friend. Not everyone you protect will be someone you like.
Richelle MeadYou never really realize how many people care about you until they all turn out to support you.
Richelle MeadWe're the same! Even Sonya says we are.
We've always been the same, and we're
both acting the same stupid way now! We
hold ourselves to higher standards than
everyone else.
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