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“When I saw you fall..."
"You thought, 'Wow, she's a loser.”
― Richelle Mead, Vampire Academy

“Don't touch her," he growled.
There was a note in his voice that would of scared me if it had been directed toward me. He shoved me behind him, putting his body protectively in front of mine with my back to the table. Guardians came at us from all directions,and Dimitri began dispatching them with the same deadly grace that had once made people call him a god.”
― Richelle Mead, Spirit Bound

“I can smell blood, Elena,鈥� Dmitri drawled, walking back into the room. 鈥淎re you trying to flirt?”
― Nalini Singh, Angels' Blood

“I will love you even when I am dust on the wind.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Blade

“I鈥檒l wait for you to find me again. So don鈥檛 take too long.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Blade

“But it was the dark hunger in his tone that got to her. Damn kinky vampire had actually liked the knife.
Shit.”
― Nalini Singh, Angels' Blood

“Illium seems far too pretty to be dangerous.鈥� Dmitri鈥檚 male beauty, by contrast, was a darker, edgier thing.
鈥淣o one ever expects him to take out a blade and slice off their balls,鈥� he said with lethal amusement in his tone as he drove them toward the George
Washington Bridge. 鈥淗e does it with such grace, too.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Blade

“Bluebell,鈥� she said, remembering from Erotique. 鈥淧retty name.鈥�

鈥淚 call Dmitri Dark Overlord.鈥�

鈥淪hae,鈥� Dmitri said and the female vampire rose at once to walk quickly into the house. 鈥淣ow, pretty Bluebell鈥濃€攁nother languid stroke across her skin鈥斺€渢ell the Overlord what you discovered.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Blade

“Do you know where Jason is?鈥� she asked Dmitri when they exited the morgue.

Dmitri pressed the car remote to unlock the flame red Ferrari parked in the employees-only lot. 鈥淭ired of your Bluebell already?鈥� A tendril of champagne circled around her senses, cut with something far harder.

Never had she felt that harsh edge in Dmitri鈥檚 scent. She pitied the woman he took to his bed today.
鈥淵eah, that鈥檚 it. I鈥檓 building a harem.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Consort

“You refused to fall in love with anyone else, Dmitri.鈥� A whisper with the impact of a gun-shot. 鈥淪o I had to come back for you . . . husband.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Blade

“Sara held up a hand. 'How exactly did you "decline" his offer?'
'By slitting his throat.”
― Nalini Singh, Angels' Blood

“He'd never forget what Naasir had said to him when Dmitri yelled that he didn't intend to bury another child and that Naasir needed to have a care for his life.

鈥淎m I a person, Dmitri? Will you be sad if I die?鈥�

Hardened and cruel though he鈥檇 become, the innocent question had shaken him. 鈥淵es,鈥� he鈥檇 said, as honest in his answer as Naasir had been in his question. 鈥淵ou are a person. You are Naasir. I鈥檒l lose a piece of me if you die and it鈥檚 a piece I鈥檒l never get back.鈥�

Naasir had stared at him for a long time before coming over to hug him. 鈥淥kay, Dmitri. I鈥檓 sorry. I didn't know I was a person before.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Shadows

“In my time,鈥� he said, 鈥渢hey believed in witches. Are you a witch, Honor, that you make me say these things to you?鈥�
Causing him to rip open wounds that had stayed safely scabbed over for so long that, most of the time, he managed to forget they existed.
Her hands, so very, very gentle, continued to hold his face as she tugged him down until their foreheads touched.
鈥淚鈥檓 no witch, Dmitri. If I was, I鈥檇 know how to fix you.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Blade

“Fine. But remember, little rabbit, not a word to anyone." He moved close enough that the dark heat of him lapped against her in a quiet threat that made her glad for the blade. "I'm not a nice man when I'm angry."
She held her position, a ragged attempt to erase the humiliation of the panic attack. "I'm fairly certain you're not a nice man at all."
His answer was a slow smile that whispered of silk sheets, erotic whispers, and sweat-damp skin. The unhidden intent of it had her heart slamming hard against her ribs. "No" she said. Voice raw.
"A challenge.鈥� He wasn't touching her and yet she felt caressed by a thousand ropes of fur, soft and lush and unmistakably sexual. "I accept”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Blade

“Dmitri clearly gives good . . . blood.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Legion

“Flirt with him if you want, Honor, but you're mine.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Blade

“Do not steal what only has value if freely given.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Enigma

“鈥� He o铆do que tu Campanilla est谩 aqu铆. 鈥擠ijo Dmitri. Una pausa llena de significado.
鈥斅縌耻茅?
鈥擳en cuidado con Illium , Elena. Es vulnerable a la humanidad de tu interior. 鈥擠icho esto se march贸. No reaccion贸 hasta que percibi贸 el susurro de unas alas angelicales.
鈥擰u茅date ah铆. 鈥擯ermanec铆a de espaldas a Illium mientras hablaba鈥�. Quiero inspeccionar el lugar primero.
鈥擳us deseos son 贸rdenes para m铆.
Lo mir贸 por encima del hombro y vio que Illium pasaba una daga de plata repujada entre sus dedos con asombrosa velocidad. Su amigo, pens贸. Era su amigo. Y no enturbiar铆a aquella amistad con falsas preocupaciones.
鈥斅縋or qu茅 me miras as铆, Ellie? 鈥攑regunt贸 Illium sin apartar la vista de la daga que bailoteaba entre sus dedos. Su respuesta fue instintiva.
鈥擡res tan guapo que resulta dif铆cil resistirse.
Una sonrisa deslumbrante, un deje de aquel acento brit谩nico aristocr谩tico en su respuesta.
鈥擱esulta muy duro ser yo mismo, eso es cierto.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Consort