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“The only thing better than imagining Dimitri carrying me in his arms was imagining him shirtless while carrying me in his arms.”
― Richelle Mead, Vampire Academy

“There's nothing worse than waiting and not knowing what'll happen to you. Your own imagination can be crueler than any captor.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“what's your name?"
what?" i asked, squinting at the light.
your name." I reconized Dr. Olendzki peering over me.
you know my name."
I want you to tell me."
Rose. Rose Hathaway."
Do you know your birthday?"
Of course I do. Why are you asking me such stupid things? Did you lose my records?"
Dr. Olendzki gave an exasperated sigh and walked off, taking the annoying light with her. "I think she's fine,”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“Not into older guys, huh?" asked Adrian once we were alone.
"You're imagining things," I said. "Clearly, my stunning beauty has clouded your mind.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“Wow." I hadn't thought Dimitri could be any cooler, but I was wrong. "You beat up your dad. I mean, that's really horrible...what happened. But, wow. You really are a god."
He blinked. "What?"
"Uh, nothing.”
― Richelle Mead, Vampire Academy

“By the way, my name's Rose Hathaway. I'm seventeen years old, training to protect and kill vampires, in love with a completely unsuitable guy, and have a best friend whose weird magic could drive her crazy.
Hey, no one said high school was easy.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“That's pretty hot," he said.
"Punching me in the eye?"
"Well, no. Of course not. I meant the idea of getting rough with you is hot. I'm a big fan of full-contact sports."
"I'm sure you are.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“Well he didn't treat my mother very well. He did some horrible things."
"Like..." I hesitated. "Blood-whore things?"
"Like beating-her-up kinds of things" he replied flatly.
"Oh God," I said "That's horrible. And she...she just let it happen?"
"She did." The corner of his mouth turned into a sly, sad smile. "But I didn't"
"Tell me, tell me you beat the crap out of him"
His smile grew, "I did.”
― Richelle Mead, Vampire Academy

“It鈥檚 okay. Everything鈥檚 going to be okay. You can let go of the sword."
"I can鈥檛. I can鈥檛 leave him alone. I have to protect him."
"You have.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“Sweat isn't a bad thing," he said, leaning his head against the wall thoughtfully. "Some of the best things in life happen while your sweating. Yeah, if you get too much of it and it gets old and stale, it turns pretty gross. But on a beautiful women? Intoxicating. If you could smell things like a vampire does, you'd know what I'm talking about. Most people mess it all up and drown themselves in perfume. Perfume can be good...especially if you get one that goes with your chemistry. But you only need a hint. Mix about 20 percent of that with 80 percent of your own perspiration...mmm." He tilted his head to the side and looked at me. "Dead sexy.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“But I didn't know about the other story."
"What other story?鈥�
"About how you and Adrian Ivashkov are鈥�"
"No, whatever you heard it鈥檚 not true."
"But it was really romantic"
"Then it鈥檚 definitely not true.”
― Richelle Mead, Shadow Kiss

“Guardian Belikov is the princess's guardian now," said Kirova, "Her sanctioned guardian."
"You got cheap foreign labour to protect Lissa?”
― Richelle Mead, Vampire Academy

“孝here isn使t much I wouldn使t do for you. 孝he stupider, the better.”
― Richelle Mead, Last Sacrifice

“Call me crazy for asking this, but, um, are Lissa and I going with you?"
"No"
"No?"
"No.”
― Richelle Mead, Shadow Kiss

“But once in a while . . . I don't know. I feel so close, Rose. So close to the edge. Like if I allow myself one small misstep, I'll plunge away and never come back. It's like I'll lose myself.”
― Richelle Mead, Last Sacrifice

“Look, Aerin, preparation is only half the challenge of winning a debate.鈥�
鈥淎nd the other half?鈥�
He had her now. 鈥淵ou have to choose the right side.鈥�
鈥淵our side, you mean.鈥� She bristled.
鈥淣o, the losing side.鈥�
鈥淲丑补迟?鈥�
鈥淎lways choose the weaker side.鈥�
鈥淲hy would I do that?鈥� Doubt edged her voice, but now she was sitting erect, her feet flat on the floor.
鈥淏ecause then you have further to go to prove your case.鈥� He eased the feet of his chair down. 鈥淚n a debate, there are two sides. If both make a good argument, then the less popular side wins because that side had further to go to prove its point. Simple logistics.鈥�
鈥淚f you don鈥檛 care which side wins.鈥� She frowned.
鈥淚t鈥檚 a debate. It doesn鈥檛 matter which side wins.鈥�
鈥淵ou mean it doesn鈥檛 matter to you.鈥� The tone in her voice unsettled him. Or maybe it was the fact that that her criticism disturbed him at all.
鈥淚t鈥檚 a class,鈥� he said. 鈥淭he point is to flesh out the different sides of an argument.鈥�
鈥淎nd you don鈥檛 care if the truth gets lost in the shuffle. Don鈥檛 you believe in anything?!”
― Anne Osterlund, Academy 7

“I wanted to pull away, remind him that I was a big girl, a highly trained operative, a spy - that I'd been training for this mission my entire life, and I wasn't going to be left on the sidelines. But in the dim space with Zach pressed tightly against me, only one thought came to mind. I kissed him - longer and deeper than I ever had before. The school was not watching us this time. There was nothing playful in the tone. We were just two people kissing as if for the first time, as if it might be the last.

And then I broke away. "So," I asked, as if I got kissed like that all the time (which, believe me, I don't), "where is it you're taking me again?"

"The tombs.”
― Ally Carter

“If you don't have anything useful to offer, then get out of here and let us wait until hunger weakens Sonya." And by get out of here, I meant: foolishly think you're going to leave so that I can knock your heads together and drag you back to the guardians.”
― Richelle Mead, Last Sacrifice

“Let them look and talk, but take no shit. Ever.
Don't ever let them see you stumble. There's strength in a smile. Even if is forced.”
― Isla Davon, The Blackened Blade

“Just live the way you want, Red. Whether you're the good guy or the bad guy in someone else's story, everyone becomes a villain at some point. It's only a difference in prospective.”
― Isla Davon, The Blackened Blade

“Sometimes freedom means being the bad guy. Sometimes you gotta embrace the darkness they crate in you and make it your own.
Words can hurt, wounds can fester, but even the most broken of bones can heal again, Red.”
― Isla Davon, The Blackened Blade

“You're really not scared, are you?
I can't see even a lick of fear in you, Red... Why is that?
Every pleb in this school turn tail when they see me... Like they can smell the blood and death that surrounds me. But you... You're either completely stupid and bind, or you don't care. See. You're not one of the sheep here, Red. Maybe not quite a wolf yet either... but you're still different.”
― Isla Davon, The Blackened Blade

“I don't listen to shit like that, Red. Petty gossip? I couldn't give two fucks.
The only thing that interests me is blood, blades and my brothers.
You're not like other wimp's here anyway, Red. They're too afraid to move, to bleed, and to be free.
Where's fun in living like that?
Sometimes freedom means being the bad guy. Sometimes you gotta embrace the darkness they crate in you and make it your own.
Words can hurt, wounds can fester, but even the most broken of bones can heal again, Red.”
― Isla Davon, The Blackened Blade

“Always give more than you get, Red. If they knock you down once, get back up and bury them.”
― Isla Davon, The Blackened Blade

“Did he think I would listen and apologize, complying quietly like the girl of yesterday? Well unfortunately for him, she's no longer here, and he's stuck with me. They all are.”
― Isla Davon, The Blackened Blade

“You always call me Red. Red this and Red that... why, it makes no sense! '" she said with panic in her voice,
" It's because... you're everything that colour stands for... and more. Dangerous. Fearless... And a temptation... I shouldn't touch or want... but can't help coming back to... You're the salvation I never knew I needed. My Red" he responded.”
― Isla Davon, The Blackened Blade

“Death has left its stains not just on my clothes, but on my skin and soul. The washing machine and the shower would take care of the first two, but the deeper taint on my conscience might never be washed away.”
― Ella J. Smyth, Second Chance Hope

“They tell you, when you join the army鈥攚hen you sit at those rigid desks at the academy, studying the brilliant strategists of the past鈥攖hat one day you will reach your impossible choice. Twenty-three years, and I鈥檝e reached mine.”
― Emily Hayse, The Rivers Lead Home and Other Stories

“You're really not scared, are you? I can't see even a lick of fear in you, Red... Why is that? Every pleb in this school turn tail when they see me... Like they can smell the blood and death that surrounds me. But you... You're either completely stupid and bind, or you don't care. See. You're not one of the sheep here, Red. Maybe not quite a wolf yet either... but you're still different.”
― Isla Davon

“Service academies are not just colleges with a uniform dress code. Their purpose is to prepare you for one profession alone, and that profession's ultimate aspiration is a combat command. The Academy experience is intended to determine whether you are fit for such work, and if you are, to mold your natural ability into the attributes of a capable officer. If you aren't, the Academy wants to discover your inaptitude as quickly as possible.”
― John McCain, Faith of My Fathers: A Family Memoir