"Whatever happened to the dragon?"I mustered my primmest tone. "He has a name, you know."Adrian pulled back and gave me a curious look. "I didn't know, actually. What'd you decide on?""Hopper." When Ad..."
- Richelle Mead
"Because I’ve got a lot more terms of endearment to use. Honey pie. Sugarplum. Bread pudding."“Why are they all high-calorie foods?"
"I’m not a warrior or a goddess,” I said at last.Adrian leaned closer. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re both."
"You know," he said, "under normal circumstances, you inviting me to the bedroom would be the highlight of my day."I jumped up."
"My nails dug into his back, and he trailed his lips down the edge of my chin, down the center of my neck. He kept going until he reached the bottom of the dress’s V-neck. I let out a small gasp, and h..."
"Piece of Heaven?" "No, that other place I'm going to go to for thinking what I'm thinking."
"Sometimes it's worth lingering on the journey for a while before getting to the destination."
"He nodded toward the sub. "This is going to be a blow-off day."I dragged my mind away from magical intrigue. After being homeschooled for most of my life, some parts of the "normal" school world was a..."
"Let me get this straight. The future of our relationship hinged on advice from a fifteen-year-old girl, a probably untrue story from a one-eyed Chihuahua trainer, and me unromantically - yet skillfull..."
"You will not! It's wrong.""What, kissing you, or kissing you in Pies and Stuff?"