Juli

“Do you really want him to get over you?”
― Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell

“You know," said Sydney, after a sip. "I kind of can taste some citrus in this. Just barely. Like a hint of orange. And it's sweeter than I thought, but that'd make sense if the guy said it was late harvest varietal. Grapes retain more sugar the longer they stay on the vine."

"I knew it," I said triumphantly. "I knew this was exactly what would happen if I ever got you to drink."

She titled her head, puzzled. "What?"
"Never mind.”
― Richelle Mead, Silver Shadows

“You’re a terrible liar, boy,” Rand called after us.
“Is he right?” I asked quietly, once we’d put some distance between the guest cabin and us.
“That I’m a terrible liar? No. I’m a fantastic liar.”
― Richelle Mead, The Ruby Circle

“What’s this?” I asked.
“I was hoping you could tell me,” she said. “It arrived a few weeks ago, left on my doorstep. At first, I thought it was some sort of gift from Malachi—even though this isn’t his style.”
“Right,” agreed Adrian. “Grenades, camo vests . . . those are his usual gifts of choice.”
― Richelle Mead, The Ruby Circle