Kyley

“You need me? You yell. You want to leave? We go. I'll get you out of here, no matter what.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Sage," he said. "What are you wearing?"
I sighed and stared down at the dress. "I know. It's red. Don't start. I'm tired of hearing about it."
"Funny," he said. "I don't think I could ever get tired of looking at it.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“It doesn't matter. Take Eddie's blood. Take Belikov's blood. Take your own for all I care. But If she doesn't want to give hers, then that's all there is to it. She said no. This conversation is done.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“He shook his head. “No. Because there's no one else out there who understands you like I do.”
I waited for more. “That's it? You're not going to elaborate on what that means?”
Those green eyes held me. “I don't think I need to.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily