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If I Could Dream, I Know I'd Dream About You.i'd Dream About The Way You Smell And How Your Dark Hair Feels Like Silk Between My Fingers. I'd Dream About The Smoothness Of Your Skin And The Fierceness Of Your Lips When We Kiss. Without Dreams,i Have To Be Content With My Own Imagination—which Is Almost As Good. I Can Picture All Those Things Perfectly.

I Just Rely On Natural Talent," Said Adrian, Strolling Up To The Start Of The Dragon's Lair. "when You Have Such A Wealth Of It To Draw From, The Danger Comes From Having Too Much.

I've Given Up On You...love Fades. Mine Has.

All That Mattered Was That He Was Adrian, My Adrian. My Match. My Partner In Crime, In The Long Battle I’d Just Signed On For To Right The Wrongs In The Alchemist And Moroi Worlds. Maybe Marcus Was Right That I’d Also Signed Myself Up For Disaster, But I Didn’t Care. In That Moment, It Seemed That As Long As Adrian And I Were Together, There Was No Challenge Too Great For Us.

If Not For Me Being Stoned And Clinging To A Taco, It Would Have Been Terribly Romantic.