Is He... Is Dimitri A Strigoi?" Mason

It Doesn’t Matter,” Said Adrian, Smiling. He Rested A Hand On My Shoulder. “some Things Are Worth The Trouble.

Roza, My Self-control Is Ten Times Stronger Than Yours." I Opened My Eyes, Shifting To Look Into His. I Brushed His Hair Back And Smiled, Certain My Heart Would Expand And Expand Until There Was Nothing Left Of Me. "oh Yeah? That's Not The Impression I Just Got." "wait Until Next Time," He Warned. "i'll Do Things That'll Make You Lose Control Within Seconds.

ʺyour Hair Was Beautiful Too. All Of You. You Were Amazing When We First Met, And Somehow, Inexplicably, Youʹve Come Even Farther. Youʹve Always Been Pure, Raw Energy, And Now You Control It. Youʹre The Most Amazing Woman Iʹve Ever Met, And Iʹm Glad To Have Had That Love For You In My Life. I Regret Losing It.ʺ He Grew Pensive. ʺi Would Give Anything—anything—in The World To Go Back And Change History. To Run Into Your Arms After Lissa Brought Me Back. To Have A Life With You. Itʹs Too Late, Of Course, But Iʹve Accepted It.ʺ

I Like You Being The Sinner You Are. -adrian Ivashkov

I Disconnected As A Sleepy Seth Stepped Out Of The Bedroom. “who’s Dante? Was That A Collect Call To The Inferno?” “they Won’t Accept The Charges,” I Murmured.