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Shadow Kiss Dimitri’s POV Chapter 20 Now Posted
Rose was late to our early morning practice the next day. A few months ago, I wouldn’t have thought much about it. It would have been more surprising to have her showing up on time. Fifteen minutes past our agreed upon time had been almost the normal for her. Now, not so much.
By half past five, I was starting to get worried. My own warm up was already completed, and I had finished a chapter and a half in my book and there was still no sign of Rose. I figured our talk might have gotten to her more than she had let on the night before, so I started making my way towards the dorms, hoping that I’d catch her sleeping soundly rather than wrapped up in worries or fears, trapped in a nightmare she couldn’t escape.
Most everyone was still asleep at this hour, save for a few guardians still on patrol around the grounds. One or two were making their way over to the gym for a workout session for their own, and I offered them a nod of recognition as I passed them.
The dhampirs’ dorms, at least on her floor, were empty. All the seniors were with their mock charges, leaving Rose alone in her room. The silence was nearly deafening, even with my quiet footsteps causing echoes across the hallway leading to her door.
She didn’t answer my knocks though. It didn’t concern me initially. Rose could easily sleep through her alarm, and probably through the apocalypse if she felt she had adequate emergency supplies hidden in her backpack. After the third round I pulled out my master key, figuring it would probably take something a bit more forceful to get her out of bed.
Imagine my surprise when I found her bed completely empty.
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And sometimes, if I was really, really lucky, he’d smile at me. A real smile, too—not the dry one that accompanied the sarcasm we tossed around so often. I didn’t want to admit it to anyone—not to Lissa, not even to myself—but some days, I lived for those smiles.
Because I want to. You make me want to become something greater than myself. I want to excel. You inspire me in every act, every word, every glance. I look at you, and you’re like… like light made into flesh.
Adrian Ivashkov to Sydeny Sage
I’m not a warrior or a goddess,” I said at last. Adrian leaned closer. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re both.
Sydney Sage and Adrian Ivashkov
It didn’t matter that people expected everything of me and nothing of him. We were still the same, both of us constantly trying to break out of the lines that others had defined for us and be our own person.
Sydney Sage about Adrian Ivashkov
A Summary of Frostbite
Dimitri: you're such a child, Rose
Rose: I so am not a child!! *stomps foot*
Mason: I love you Rose, don't you love me?
Rose: *nervous laughter* haha, sure, that works
Rose: *throws a tantrum*
Rose: *throws a tantrum*
Rose: *throws a tantrum*
Rose: *saves idiots from being killed by Strigoi except for Mason oops how traumatizing*
Dimitri: Roza, you're so amazing I dumped Tasha for you but we still can't be together
“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.”
Moroi fed from humans—and that was the thing. If you kept a human close to you, it was because they were a feeder. That was your level of intimacy. Feeders were food, pure and simple. Well-treated food, yes, but not food you became friends with. A Moroi having sex with a dhampir? Racy. A Moroi having sex with a dhampir and drinking blood? Dirty and humiliating. A Moroi having sex with a human—with or without blood drinking? Incomprehensible.
Sydney Sage
Lissa, I love her. I didn’t marry her as some sort of joke! I married her because I love her and want to spend the rest of my life with her. She’s my family now. We’re bound together for the rest of our lives, and if you’re going to let them haul her off, you might as well cast me out now too.
Adrian Ivashkov to Lissa Dragomir about Sydney Sage
The greatest changes in history have come when people were able to shake off what others told them to do.
via Bloodlines
My reputation is already made, Rose. I set my standards and lived up to them a long time ago. What you do with yours remains to be seen.
Dimitri Belikov
Yeah. Rose.“ Jill sighed and stared vacantly ahead. "She’s all he sees when he closes his eyes. Flashing dark eyes and a body full of fire and energy. No matter how much he tries to forget her, no matter how much he drinks … she’s always there. He can’t escape her.
Jill Mostrano about Adrian Ivashkov via Bloodlines
But I can say you’re okay for an irreverent party boy with occasional moments of brilliance.” “Brilliant? You think I’m brilliant?” He threw his hands skyward. “You hear that, world? Sage says I’m brilliant.” “That’s not what I said!
Adrian Ivashkov and Sydney Sage via Bloodlines
Yeah? Can you draw a skeleton riding a motorcycle with flames coming out of it? And I want a pirate hat on the skeleton. And a parrot on his shoulder. A skeleton parrot. Or maybe a ninja skeleton parrot? No, that would be overkill. But it’d be cool if the biker skeleton could be shooting some ninja throwing stars. That are on fire.
Adrian Ivashkov via Bloodlines
My God, Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them?“ That uncomfortable feeling was spreading over me again. "What about them?” “The color,” he breathed. “When you stand in the light. They’re amazing… like molten gold. I could paint those…” He reached toward me but then pulled back. “They’re beautiful. You’re beautiful.
Sydney Sage and Adrian Ivashkov via Bloodlines