Quotes From "The Indigo Spell" By Richelle Mead

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Because I can't help doing it, " he said with a shrug. "And hey, if I keep loving you, maybe you'll eventually crack and love me too. Hell, I'm pretty sure you're already half in love with me."" I am not! And everything you just said is ridiculous. That's terrible logic." Adrian returned to his crossword puzzle. "Well, you can think what you want, so long as you remember-no matter how ordinary things seem between us- I'm still here, still in love with you, and care about you more than any other guy, evil or otherwise, ever will."" I don't think you're evil."" See? Things are already looking promising. Richelle Mead
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I don't care if you say we can't be together. I don't care if you think I'm the most evil, unnatural creature walking on earth. You can think whatever you want, go whatever you want. I'm going to just go on loving you, even if it's hopeless. Richelle Mead
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Whatever happened to the dragon?" I mustered my primmest tone. "He has a name, you know." Adrian pulled back and gave me a curious look. "I didn't know, actually. What'd you decide on?"" Hopper." When Adrian laughed, I added, "Best rabbit ever. He'd be proud to know his name is being passed on."" Yes, I'm sure he would. Did you name the Mustang too?"" I think you mean the Ivashkinator."He stared at me in wonder. "I told you I loved you, right?" Yes, " I assured him. "Many times. Richelle Mead
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Because I’ve got a lot more terms of endearment to use. Honey pie. Sugarplum. Bread pudding."“ Why are they all high-calorie foods? Richelle Mead
He was too perfect, despite being one of the most...
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He was too perfect, despite being one of the most imperfect people I knew. Richelle Mead
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Well, you can think what you want, so long as you remember - no matter how ordinary things seem between us - I'm still here, still in love with you, and care about you more than any other guy, evil or otherwise, ever will. Richelle Mead
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I know I’m not supposed to say this, but I love you. Richelle Mead
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I realized I’m in love. It's always been right in front of me. Richelle Mead
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I’m not a warrior or a goddess, ” I said at last. Adrian leaned closer. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re both. Richelle Mead
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And besides . . . I don’t want to leave you. Er, you guys.” He smiled, and it lit up his whole face. “Well, ‘we’ are certainly happy to hear that. Oh, and I’m also happy to watch our darling little love child dragon while you’re in St. Louis.”I grinned back. Richelle Mead
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Adrian smiled and clasped my hands, taking a few steps toward me. "And as for who you are, you’re the same beautiful, brave, and ridiculously smart caffeinated fighter you’ve been since the day I met you.” Finally, he put “beautiful” at the top of his list of adjectives. Not that I should have cared.“ Sweet talker, ” I scoffed. “You didn’t know anything about me the first time we met.”“ I knew you were beautiful, ” he said. “I just hoped for the rest. Richelle Mead
You know,
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You know, " he said, "under normal circumstances, you inviting me to the bedroom would be the highlight of my day." I jumped up. Richelle Mead
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Wow, ” said Adrian. He sat down on the bed and tested its bounciness, giving it a nod of approval. “This is amazing. What do you think, buttercup?”“ I have no words, ” I said honestly. He patted the spot beside him. “Want to try it out? Richelle Mead
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Do you know what I see in you now? The usual aura. A steady golden yellow, healthy and strong, with spikes of purple here and there. But when I do this.”He rested a hand on my hip, and my whole body tensed up. That hand moved around my hip, slipping under my shirt to rest on the small of my back. My skin burned where he touched me, and the places that were untouched longed for that heat. The colors deepen, it burns more intensely, the purple increases. Why? Why, Sydney?” He used that hand on me to pull me closer. “Why do you react that way if I don’t mean anything to you?” There was a desperation in his voice, and it was legitimate. Richelle Mead
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My nails dug into his back, and he trailed his lips down the edge of my chin, down the center of my neck. He kept going until he reached the bottom of the dress’s V-neck. I let out a small gasp, and he kissed all around the neckline, just enough to tease. Richelle Mead
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I wanted him. I arched my back, fully aware of how vulnerable that made me and that I was giving him an invitation. He accepted it and laid me back against the table, bringing his body down on top of mine. That crushing kiss of his moved from my mouth to the nape of my neck. He pushed down the edge of my dress and the bra strap underneath, exposing my shoulder and giving his lips more skin to conquer. Richelle Mead
Piece of Heaven?
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Piece of Heaven?" "No, that other place I'm going to go to for thinking what I'm thinking. Richelle Mead
Oh... Adrian, I've got one more favor to ask you....
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Oh... Adrian, I've got one more favor to ask you. A big one." "Fondue?" he asked hopefully. Richelle Mead
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Adrian tipped my face up toward his and kissed me. Like always, the world around me stopped moving. No, the world became Adrian, only Adrian. Kissing him was as mind-blowing as ever, full of that same passion and need I had never believed I’d feel. But today, there was even more to it. I no longer had any doubt about whether this was wrong or right. It was a culmination of a long journey . . or maybe the beginning of one. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. I didn’t care that we were out in public. I didn’t care that he was Moroi. All that mattered was that he was Adrian, my Adrian. My match. My partner in crime, in the long battle I’d just signed on for to right the wrongs in the Alchemist and Moroi worlds. Maybe Marcus was right that I’d also signed myself up for disaster, but I didn’t care. In that moment, it seemed that as long as Adrian and I were together, there was no challenge too great for us. I don’t know how long we stood there kissing. Like I said, the world around me was gone. Time had stopped. I was awash in the feel of Adrian’s body against mine, in his scent, and in the taste of his lips. That was all that mattered right now. . Richelle Mead
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What were you thinking?" I demanded once we were moving to the music. I was trying to ignore his hands. "Do you know how much trouble you may have gotten me in?" Adrian grinned. "Nah. They all feel bad for you. You'll achieve martyrdom after dancing with a mean, wicked vampire. Job security with the Alchemists. Richelle Mead
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Sydney, don't leave Adrian because of me."" It's more complicated than that, " I said automatically." It's really not, " she said. "From everything I've seen and heard, you're just afraid. You've always controlled every detail of your life. When you couldn't-like with the Alchemists-you found a way to seize back that control."" There is nothing wrong with wanting control, " I snapped." Except that we can't always have it, and sometimes that is a good thing. A great thing, even, " she added. "And that's how it is with Adrian. No matter how hard you try, you aren't going to be able to control your feelings for him. You can't help loving him, and so you're running away. I'm just an excuse. Richelle Mead
Sometimes it's worth lingering on the journey for a while...
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Sometimes it's worth lingering on the journey for a while before getting to the destination. Richelle Mead
I certainly hadn't expected to walk away from today's trip...
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I certainly hadn't expected to walk away from today's trip with joint custody of a miniature dragon. Richelle Mead
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He nodded toward the sub. "This is going to be a blow-off day." I dragged my mind away from magical intrigue. After being homeschooled for most of my life, some parts of the "normal" school world was a mystery. "What does that mean, exactly."" Usually teacher leave subs a lesson plan, telling them what to do. I saw Ms. Terwilliger left. It said, 'Distract them. Richelle Mead
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Let me get this straight. The future of our relationship hinged on advice from a fifteen-year-old girl, a probably untrue story from a one-eyed Chihuahua trainer, and me unromantically - yet skillfully - kissing you on top of silverware and china? Richelle Mead
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It’s so nice to see you again, ” he said. He spoke as though it had been a while, and I nodded in agreement. As I’d assured Stanton, Adrian knew too much familiarity between us might create a trail back to Jill. “Did I just hear you two talking about building good relationships?” I was tongue-tied, so Ian answered. “That’s right. We’re here to make things friendlier between our people.” His voice, however, was most decidedly unfriendly. Adrian nodded with all seriousness, like he hadn’t noticed Ian’s hostility. “I think it’s a great idea. And I thought of something that would be an excellent gesture of our future together.” Adrian’s expression was innocent, but there was a mischievous sparkle in his eye that I “knew all too well. He held out his hand to me. “Would you like to dance? . Richelle Mead
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In this one terrified moment, my mind couldn’t focus on any of it. “I’ve forgotten everything.”“ No, you haven’t.” His voice in the darkness was calm and reassuring. He smoothed back my hair and pressed one of those half kisses to my forehead. “Just relax and focus." “His reasonable words centered me and allowed the gears of logic that ran my life to take over again. Richelle Mead
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I also had to come tonight to apologize. If you need to go to Mexico to finish this process off, then I understand. I was wrong to criticize you for it or even imply that I had some kind of say in it. One of the greatest things about you is that in the end, you always make smart decisions. Can’t always say the same for myself. Whatever you need to do, I’ll support you. Richelle Mead
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But each time you use spirit, you're more likely to go crazy.”“ Already crazy about you, Sage. Richelle Mead
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Do you know what I see in you now? The usual aura. A steady golden yellow, healthy and strong, with spikes of purple here and there. But when I do this... .”He rested a hand on my hip, and my whole body tensed up. That hand moved around my hip, slipping under my shirt to rest on the small of my back. My skin burned where he touched me, and the places that were untouched longed for that Richelle Mead
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I know I’m not supposed to say this, ” he said. “But I think I love you more than ever.” I took his hand and tried not to think about how happy his words made me. Richelle Mead
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It doesn’t matter, ” said Adrian, smiling. He rested a hand on my shoulder. “Some things are worth the trouble. Richelle Mead
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I see how it is, ” I snapped. “You were all in favor of me breaking the tattoo and thinking on my own–but that’s only okay if it’s convenient for you, huh? Just like your ‘loving from afar’ only works if you don’t have an opportunity to get your hands all over me. And your lips. And . . . stuff.” Adrian rarely got mad, and I wouldn’t quite say he was now. But he was definitely exasperated. “Are you seriously in this much self-denial, Sydney? Like do you actually believe yourself when you say you don’t feel anything? Especially after what’s been happening between us?”“ Nothing’s happening between us, ” I said automatically. “Physical attraction isn’t the same as love. You of all people should know that.”“ Ouch, ” he said. His expression hadn’t changed, but I saw hurt in his eyes. I’d wounded him. “Is that what bothers you? My past? That maybe I’m an expert in an area you aren’t?”“ One I’m sure you’d just love to educate me in. One more girl to add to your list of conquests.” He was speechless for a few moments and then held up one finger. “First, I don’t have a list.” Another finger, “Second, if I did have a list, I could find someone a hell of lot less frustrating to add to it.” For the third finger, he leaned toward me. “And finally, I know that you know you’re no conquest, so don’t act like you seriously think that. You and I have been through too much together. We’re too close, too connected. I wasn’t that crazy on spirit when I said you’re my flame in the dark. We chase away the shadows around each other. Our backgrounds don’t matter. What we have is bigger than that. I love you, and beneath all that logic, calculation, and superstition, I know you love me too. Running away and fleeing all your problems isn’t going to change that. You’re just going to end up scared and confused.”“ I already feel that way, ” I said quietly. Adrian moved back and leaned into his seat, looking tired. “Well, that’s the most accurate thing you’ve said so far.” I grabbed the basket and jerked open the car door. Without another word, I stormed off, refusing to look back in case he saw the tears that had inexplicably appeared in my eyes. Only, I wasn’t sure exactly which part of our conversation I was most upset about. . Richelle Mead
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I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. I didn't care that we were out in public. I didn't care that he was Moroi. All that mattered was that he was Adrian, my Adrian. My match. My partner in crime. Richelle Mead
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You will not! It's wrong."" What, kissing you, or kissing you in Pies and Stuff? Richelle Mead
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You can think whatever you want, do whatever you want... I'm going to just go on loving you, even if it's hopeless." - Adrian Ivashkov Richelle Mead
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If I keep loving you, maybe you'll crack and love me too. Richelle Mead
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Do you really want him to get over you? Richelle Mead
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You…you need to move on, ” I managed. Yes, that was a sound reason. “You need to find someone else. You know I don’t–that I can’t. Well, you know. You’re wasting your time with me.” He remained firm. “It’s my time to waste. Richelle Mead
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So many details came into focus. The shape of his lips, the line of his neck. “I’m not dangerous, ” I breathed. He brought his face toward mine. “You are to me.” And somehow, against all reason, we were kissing. I closed my eyes, and the world around me faded. Richelle Mead
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You know, " he said, "under normal circumstances, you inviting me to the bedroom would be the highlight of my Richelle Mead
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I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. I did care that we were out in public. I didn't care that he was Moroi. All that mattered was that he was Adrian, my Adrian. My match. My partner in crime. Richelle Mead
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Sage.” He laughed. “I’m into anything, so long as you’re with me. Richelle Mead
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That's the kind of guy you'd follow to hell and back. Richelle Mead
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All the while, my mind reeled with what had hap Richelle Mead
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I’m not dangerous, ” I breathed. He brought his face toward mine. “You are to me.” And somehow, against all reason, we were kissing. Richelle Mead
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Adrian Ivashkov wasn’t easy to surprise, but I surprised him then when I brought his mouth toward mine. I kissed him, and for a moment, he was too stunned to respond. That lasted for, oh, about a second. Then the intensity I’d come to know so well in him returned. He pushed me backward, lifting me so that I sat at the table. The tablecloth bunched up, knocking over some of the glasses. I heard what sounded like a china plate crash against the floor. Whatever logic and reason I normally possessed had melted away. There was nothing but flesh and fire left, and I wasn’t going to lie to myself–at least not tonight. Richelle Mead
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He’d moved toward me again. His hands released mine and moved to my waist, and I noticed I wasn’t the only one breathing heavily. He pulled me to him, bringing our bodies together. The world was all heat and electricity, thick with tension that was only one spark away from exploding around us. I was balancing on another precipice, which wasn’t easy to do in heels. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and this time I was the one who drew him closer. Richelle Mead
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I wasn’t aware of just how close he’d moved to me until now. So many details came into focus. The shape of his lips, the line of his neck. “I’m not dangerous, ” I breathed. He brought his face toward mine. “You are to me.” And somehow, against all reason, we were kissing. I closed my eyes, and the world around me faded. The noise, the smoke . . . it was gone. All that mattered was the taste of his mouth, a mix of cloves and mints. There was a fierceness in his kiss, a desperation . . . and I answered, just as hungry for him. I didn’t stop him when he pulled me closer, so that I almost sat on his lap. I’d never been wrapped around someone’s body like that, and I was shocked at how eagerly mine responded. His arm went around my waist, pulling me onto him further, and his other hand slid up the back of my neck, getting entangled in my hair. He took his lips away from my mouth, gently trailing kisses down to my neck. I tipped my head back, gasping when the intensity returned to his mouth. There was an animalistic quality that sent shock waves through the rest of my body. Richelle Mead
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Adrian suddenly glanced up at me. Our gazes locked, and I felt like he could read my mind. How often did he think about that kiss? And if he really was crazy about me, did he imagine more than just kissing? Did he fantasize about me? What kinds of things did he think about? His lips on my neck? His hand on my leg? And was that leg bare. .. ? Richelle Mead