#richelle

My favorite quote in the world is this one. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#humorous-quotes #quotes #quotes-i-love #quotes-that-make-sense #quotes-to-define-my-life

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

#adrian-ivashkov #bloodlines #couple #dress #kissing

The sun, moon, and stars God gave to the world, but He embedded their glories in your countenance just for me. Woven in your hair are the sun's shimmering golden rays. From your face glows the pale luminescence of the moon. And in your eyes God sprinkled a million stars to twinkle against a backdrop of endless night. You are my celestial light. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#love #moon #richelle #richelle-goodrich #stars

Gratitude is medicine for a heart devastated by tragedy.  If you can only be thankful for the blue sky, then do so. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#healing #heart #medicine #richelle #richelle-goodrich

Yes, he knew he was falling in love, her way. And the worst part was, as disabling as he found the emotion to be he craved it all the more. To feel this way about a woman was amazing even if it was ‘temporary and fleeting’, as he’d put it. It was a natural high like he’d never felt before. One he couldn’t get enough of. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#eena #love #love-story #richelle #richelle-goodrich

I hate it when storm clouds roll in, heralded by dazzling claps of thunder and lightning that boast an ocean of tears. This majestic performance of bad temper manages to overshadow my pathetic attempts at pouting. No one broods like Mother Nature, hence she steals all the attention I was sulking after. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#lightning #mother-nature #pouting #rain #richelle

Had she any respect for him at all, his words would've affected her. But no value accompanies comments spewed from the mouth of a brute. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#comments #criticism #remarks #respect #richelle

That's pretty hot," he said. "Punching me in the eye?" "Well, no. Of course not. I meant the idea of getting rough with you is hot. I'm a big fan of full-contact sports." "I'm sure you are. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#frostbite #mead #richelle #vampire #sports

I stared. "Canadian Satanists? You're sending me to a group of Canadian Satanists? ↗

— Richelle Mead

#paranormal #richelle-mead #satanist #succubus #succubus-heat

Knowing what you know now, I hope that your opinion of your mother hasn’t lessened.” Gavin glanced up, incredulity skewing his eyebrows. His expression appeared both stunned and appalled. “Never, Father! I love her! It makes no difference to me where she came from.” The man nodded, a show of relief in his features. His large hand, though soft in touch, went to brush a string of hair away from his wife’s peaceful profile. “Your mother loves you too, son, more than anything in the world. She worries about you, day and night.” That sentiment stirred something profoundly pleasant inside the boy. He grinned at the internal warmth it created. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#gavin #love #mother #richelle #richelle-goodrich