Rose, Do You Think I'd Do Anything

Sydney Spent A Lot Of Time On My Bed These Days. Unfortunately, It Wasn't With Me.

You Guys Didn't Really Think You Could Go Off On A Party Weekend Without Me, Did You? Especially Here Of All Places—" He Froze And It Was One Of Those Rare Moments When Adrian Ivashkov Was Caught Totally And Completely Off Guard. "did You Know," He Said Slowly, "that Victor Dashkov Is Sitting On Your Bed?" "yeah," I Said. "it Was Kind Of A Shock To Us Too.

You Want To Be An Alchemist So Badly? Don't Wait To React To The Immediate Problem. Plan Ahead. Look At The Big Picture And You Won't Ever Have To Deal With That Problem. Better To Save Yourself From A Major Catastrophe Than Drag Your Feet Over A Bunch Of Little Inconveniences.

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.

Don't Fight Them Anymore.i'm Going To Go With Them." "no. I Won't Let Them Take You." "you Have To," I Begged. He Was Breathing Hard, Every Part Of Him Braced And Ready To Attack. We Locked Gazes, And A Thousand Messages Seemed To Flow Between Us As The Old Electricity Crackled In The Air.