I wouldn't know how to write a weak female character. I read so much epic fantasy growing up, where you have these sword-wielding, in-your-face warrior maidens.
Some people read books for fun.
Most good things come with the risk of something bad.
I haven't even really tried to win you over, Roza. When I want to, I can be very persuasive.
You are an exceptional, talented, and brilliant young woman. Do not ever let anyone make you feel like you're less. Do not ever let anyone make you feel invisible. Do not let anyone-not even a teacher who constantly sends you for coffee-push you around.
I loved you!" he yelled. He jumped up out of his chair so quickly I never saw it coming. "I loved you, and you destroyed me. You took my heart and ripped it up.
I'm like a fine wine. I get better with age. The best is yet to come.
You can put on as many airs as you want, but in the end, that dress is the same as you: an old, cheap design dressed up to look like its worth more than it is.
Don't worry, I won't bite. At least not in the way you're afraid of.
I've heard that the soul often recognizes truth when it hears it, even if the mind does not.
I'd said it before and meant it: Alive or undead, the love of my life was a badass.
The greatest and most powerful revolutions often start very quietly, hidden in the shadows. Remember that.
People who are crazy rarely question whether they're crazy.
He has no right to threaten my boyfriends. I'm eighteen. An adult. I don't need his help. I can threaten my boyfriends myself.
Dreams, dreams. I walk them; I live them. I delude myself with them. It's a wonder I can spot reality anymore.
Life, unfortunately, doesn't seem to care what we want.
I looked at you... and saw your goodness, your hope, and your faith. Those are what make you beautiful. So, so beautiful. So it was't my hair?
Sometimes it's worth lingering on the journey for a while before getting to the destination.
The future is always changing. If we had no choices, there'd be no point in living.
Sometimes you wake up from a dream. Sometimes you wake up in a dream. And sometimes, every once in a while, you wake up in someone else's dream.
No one had ever called me unnatural before, except for the time I put ketchup on a taco. But seriously, we'd been out of salsa, so what else was I supposed to do?
All the best, Sydney P.S. "The Red Hurricane" is what I named the car. P.P.S. Just because I like you, it doesn't mean I still don't think you're an evil creature of the night. You are.
The other problem in my life is Dimitri. He's the one who killed Natalie, and he's a total badass. He's also pretty good-looking. Okay-more than good-looking. He's hot-like, the kind of hot that makes you stop walking on the street and get hit by traffic.
The training part," I guessed. "Yup. You're going to be Dimitri's partner." A moment of funny silence fell, probably not noticeable to anyone except Dimitri and me. Our eyes met. "Guarding partner," Dimitri clarified unnecessarily, like maybe he too had been thinking of other kinds of partners.
I'm really not good with impulse control.
I fought against her, trying to mount some kind of defense, but it was like fighting Dimitri on crack.
Roza." His voice had that same wonderful lowness, the same accent . . . it was all just colder. "You forgot my first lesson: Don't hesitate.
Okay, God, I thought. Get me out of this and I'll stop my half-assed church-going ways. You got me past a pack of Strigoi tonight. I mean, trapping that one between the doors really shouldn't have worked, so clearly you're on board. Let me get out of here, and I'll...I don't know. Donate Adrian's money to the poor. Get baptized. Join a convent. Well, no. Not that last one.
Dorian used to watch you like a starving man who wants meat. Now he looks at you like he wants seconds.
There's nothing worse than waiting and not knowing what'll happen to you. Your own imagination can be crueler than any captor.
Do you think I'm pretty? I think you're beautiful Beautiful? You are so beautiful, it hurts sometimes.
I've heard a lot about you, Rose. Don't worry. It was all good." "No, it wasn't.
Everyone has light around them, except for you. You have shadows.
We all have moments of weakness. It's how we recover from them that really counts.
But I couldn't help myself, couldn't help the way I felt as I recalled the bliss and rush of a vampire's bite.
Impossible situations are our specialty.
In the real world, you can make your own miracles.
It's worth it. It's worth giving up the sun and magic.
Life's like that. As we grow and change, some things we've experience before take on new meaning. It'll happen for the rest of your life.
I find more peace with you.