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“Melbourne, I always knew you'd need to learn about this kind of thing. I 'd just kind of hoped you'd learn it on a real guy.”
― Richelle Mead, The Fiery Heart

“All right," I managed to say, just before I crumpled to the floor. "Let's see what you've got.”
― Richelle Mead, The Fiery Heart

“Why?" He asked. " because it was the closest I could get to doing this."
He reached out and pulled me to him, one hand on my waist and the other behind my neck. He tipped my head up and lowered his lips on mine. I closed my eyes and melted as my whole body was consumed in that kiss. I was nothing. I was everything. Chills ran over my skin, and fire burnt inside me. His body pressed closer to mine, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. His lips were warmer and softer than anything I could have imagined, yet fierce and powerful at the same time. Mine responded hungrily, and I tightened my hold on him. His fingers slid down the back of my neck, tracing its shape, and every place they touched was electric.
But perhaps the best part of all that was that I, Sydney Katherine Sage, guilty of constantly analyzing the world around me, well, I stopped thinking.
And it was glorious.
At least, it was until I started thinking again.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Sydney: I can do a lot of things, Adrian.
And—at the risk of sounding egotistical —I mean, well, I can do a lot of pretty awesome things that most people can’t."

Adrian: “Don’t I know it. You can change a tire in ten minutes while speaking Greek.”

Sydney: “Five minutes.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Adrian: Do you smell that?"
Sydney: “I smell the paint, and . . . wait . . . is that pine?”
Adrian: “Damn straight. Pine-scented cleaner. As in, I cleaned. With these hands, these hands that don’t do manual labor.”
― Richelle Mead, Bloodlines

“Sage!" he called. "You have got to see this."
Eddie and I reached the next green and stared in astonishment. Then I burst out laughing.
We had reached Dracula's Castle. (...)
I couldn't stop laughing. Adrian and Eddie looked at me as though they'd never seen me before.
"I don't think I've ever heard her laugh," Eddie told him.
"Certainly not the reaction I was expecting," mused Adrian. "I'd been counting on abject terror, judging from past Alchemist behaviour. I didn't think you liked vampires.”
― Richelle Mead, Bloodlines

“Sometimes it’s worth lingering on the journey for a while before getting to the destination."

Metaphors. This was the cost of making out with an artist.”
― Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell

“Sydney: Ever had that happen? Once you can’t have something, you want it that much more.”
Adrian: “Yes. It happens all the time.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Oh, and I’m also happy to watch our darling little love child dragon while you’re in St. Louis.”
― Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell

“You're in an awfully good mood," he observed. "Was there a sale at Khakis-R-Us?"
I gave up on my artistic interpretation and turned to him. "Nope. Brayden just broke up with me."
Adrian's smirk faded. "Oh. Shit. I'm sorry. Are you... I mean, do you need a drink? Do you need to, uh, cry or anything?”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Half condemn him and write him off as useless like him dad. The other half just shrug and indulge him and say, ‘Well, that’s Adrian.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“No one can look at you in this dress, in all that fire and gold, and start talking about anachronisms. If I were him, I would have said, ‘You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen walking this earth.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“You make learning fun. Like a children’s book or after school special. Tell me about your…um, Athenian women.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Speaking of that dress,” he added, “I still haven’t seen it.”
I laughed softly. “You couldn’t handle it.” He raised an eyebrow at that. “Is that a challenge, Sage? I can handle a lot.”
“Not if our history is any indication. Each time I wear some moderately attractive dress, you lose it.” “That’s not exactly true,” he said. “I lose it no matter what you’re wearing.”
― Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell

“Work? Come on, Sage. Go buy a bikini and enjoy the pool while you’re hanging around.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“That hand slipped under my dress, running along the side of my leg and up to my hip. I burned where he touched me, and everything within me became focused on that hand. It was moving far too slowly, and I grabbed it, ready to urge it on. Adrian chuckled and caught hold of my wrist, pulling my hand away and pinning it down against the covers. “Never thought I’d be the one slowing you down.” I opened my eyes and met his. “I’m a quick study.”
― Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell

“This might seem kind of weird... but I mean, I wouldn't mind asking Jill out."
Adrian was on that before I could even think of a response. "What, do you mean like on a date? You son of a bitch! She's only fifteen." You never would of guessed he'd been talking about easy Moroi girls only moments before.
"Adrian," I said. "I'm guessing Lee's definition of a date is a little different than yours."
"Sorry, Sage. You've got to trust me when it comes to dating definitions. Last I checked, you aren't an expert in social matters.”
― Richelle Mead, Bloodlines

“I wrapped my arms around his neck, and this time I was the one who drew him closer.
“Damn,” he murmured.
“What?” I asked, never taking my eyes off his.
He ran his hands over my hips. “I’m not supposed to kiss you.”
“It’s okay.”
“What is?”
“It’s okay if I kiss you.”
― Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell

“And then the kissing started again. There was no avoiding it, not when we were together like this, far away from the real world of our normal lives. The setting was too perfect. He was too perfect, despite being one of the most imperfect people I knew. And honestly, we'd wasted far too much time with doubts and games. The one thing you learn from constantly having your life in danger is that you'd better not waste it.”
― Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell

“What’s this? It looks like a lily.”
“It is,” he said. “No offense, but this lily is
kind of more badass than yours. If the Alchemists
want to buy the rights to this and
start using it, I’m willing to negotiate.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Unexpected treat," he said. His eyes fell on Marcus and widened. "I'll be damned. You found him."
"Thanks to you," I said.
Adrian glanced over at me. A smile started to form-and then instantly dried up. "What happened to your face?"
"Oh," I lightly touched the swollen spot. It still smarted but wasn't as painful as it had been earlier. I spoke my next words without thinking. "Marcus hit me.”
― Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell

“She's an Alchemist," continued Nathan. "Not a chauffeur. There's a big difference." Actually, there were days at Amberwood I doubted that. "Come, Miss Sage. If you've wasted your day driving my son here, the least I can do is buy you lunch."
I shot a panicked look at Adrian. It wasn't panicked because I was afraid of being with Moroi. I'd long since gotten used to these sorts of situations. What I was unsure of was if Adrian really wanted me around for his family reunion. That hadn't been part of the plan. Also, I wasn't sure that I really wanted to be around for said reunion either.
"Dad-" Adrian attempted.
"I insist," said Nathan crisply. "Pay attention and learn common courtesy." He turned and began walking away, assuming we'd follow. We did.
"Should I find a reason to leave?" I whispered to Adrian.
"Not when he uses his 'I insist' voice," came the muttered response.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“He always got this glint in his eyes when he complimented my looks, like he was seeing so much more than just my actual appearance.”
― Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell

“Adrian took a few steps toward me. "Not bad, Sage. I think you just scared old man Mazur."
I felt a smile of my own begin to form. "I don't know about that, but it felt kind of good."
"You should back talk people more often," he said. We grinned at each other, and as he regarded me fondly, I felt that same queasy feeling return.”
― Richelle Mead, Bloodlines

“Easy there, Sage. I’m no gun-toting crazy guy. Crazy, yes. But not the rest.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Once all the blocks were on the quad, Rowena grew obsessed with arranging them perfectly. I didn’t care at this point and busied myself texting a message to Sydney on the Love Phone, letting her know that my art was a paltry thing compared to the brilliance of her beauty. She texted back: This is me rolling my eyes. To which I replied: I love you too.”
― Richelle Mead, The Fiery Heart

“I don't want to keep you from the mob of fans beating down the door."
"Hey, a guy can hope. I mean, 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 from that says, 'ATTENTION ALL GIRLS:FREE HELP HERE.'"
"'ATTENTION ALL HOT GIRLS,'" he corrected, straightening up.
"Right," I said, trying not to roll my eyes. "That's an important distinction."
He pointed at me with the pool stick. "Speaking of hot, I like that uniform."
This time I did roll me eyes.”
― Richelle Mead, Bloodlines

“Are you sure?" he said. His tone was lighter now, turning him back into the Adrian I knew. "Because I've got a lot more terms of endearment to use. Honey pie. Sugarplum. Bread pudding.”
― Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell

“Really, Sage? A date?"
I sighed. "Yes, Adrian. A date."
"A real date. Not, like, doing homework together," he added. "I mean like where you go out to a movie or something. And a movie that's not part of an assignment. Or about something boring."
"A real date.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“And yet, once again, you’re the one who finds romantic subtext in everything I say.”
“I do not. You know that’s not what I meant.”
He shook his head in mock sympathy. “I tell you, Sage. Sometimes I think I’m the one who needs to take out the restraining order on you.”
“Adrian!”
But he was already out the door, knowing laughter echoing behind him.”
― Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell