I Think It’s More Like A Shirt

Stick." I Said In Russian. I Had No Clue What The Word For Stake Was. I Pointed At The Silver Ring I Wore And Made A Slashing Motion. "stick. Where?" He Stared At Me In Utter Confusion And Then Asked In Perfect English, "why Are You Talking Like That?

Ah, My Daughter,ʺ He Said. ʺeighteen, And Already Youʹve Been Accused Of Murder, Aided Felons, And Acquired A Death Count Higher Than Most Guardians Will Ever See.ʺ He Paused. ʺi Couldnʹt Be Prouder.

I'd Realized Then Just How Strong Our Connection Was, How Perfectly We Understood Each Other. I'd Been Skeptical About People Being Soul Mates In The Past, But At That Moment, I Knew It Was True. And The Emotional Connection Had Come A Physical One. Dimitri And I Had Finally Given In To The Attraction. We'd Sworn We Never Would, But... Well, Our Feelings Were Just Too Strong. Staying Away From Each Other Had Turned Out To Be Impossible. ~rose, Pg.74

I Just Rely On Natural Talent," Said Adrian, Strolling Up To The Start Of The Dragon's Lair. "when You Have Such A Wealth Of It To Draw From, The Danger Comes From Having Too Much.

The Guardians Wouldn't Abandon The Last Dragomir. And I Wouldn't Have Abandoned Lissa Even If There Were A Million Dragomirs.