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could look up and see the stars spilling over the sky. They stood out stark and crystalline in the clear, freezing air. We stayed out for most of the day again, but this time, I called it quits early, pretending to be tired so Mason could get a break. He might manage easy skiing with his tender ankle, but I could tell it was starting to hurt him. Mason and I headed back toward the lodge walking very close to each other, laughing about something we'd seen earlier. Suddenly, I saw a streak of white in my peripheral vision, and a snowball smashed into Mason's face. I immediately went on the defensive, jerking backward and peering around. Whoops and cries sounded from an area of the resort grounds that held storage sheds and was interspersed with looming pines. "Too slow, Ashford," someone called. "Doesn't pay to be in love." More laughs. Mason's best friend, Eddie Castile, and a few other novices from school materialized from behind a cluster of trees. Beyond them, I heard more shouts. "We'll still take you in, though, if you want to be on our team," said Eddie. "Even if you do dodge like a girl." "Team?" I asked excitedly. Back at the Academy, throwing snowballs was strictly prohibited. School officials were inexplicably afraid that we'd throw snowballs packed with glass shards or razor blades, though I had no clue how they thought we'd get a hold of that kind of stuff in the first place. Not that a snowball fight was that rebellious, but after all the stress I'd been through recently, throwing objects at other people suddenly sounded like the best idea I'd heard in a while. Mason and I dashed off with the others, the prospect of forbidden fighting giving him new energy and causing him to forget the pain in his ankle. We set to the fight with a die-hard zeal. The fight soon became a matter of nailing as many people as possible while dodging attacks from others. I was exceptional at both and furthered the immaturity by catcalling and shouting silly insults at my victims.
By the time someone noticed what we were doing and yelled at us, we were all laughing and covered with snow. Mason and I once again started back for the lodge, and our mood was so high, I knew the Adrian thing was long forgotten. Indeed, Mason looked at me just before we went inside. "Sorry I, uh, jumped all over you about Adrian earlier." I squeezed his hand. "It's okay. I know Mia can tell some pretty convincing stories." "Yeah…but even if you were with him…it's not like I have any right…" I stared at him, surprised to see his usual brash countenance turn shy. "Don't you?" I asked. A smile turned up his lips. "Do I?" Smiling back, I stepped forward and kissed him. His lips felt amazingly warm in the freezing air. It wasn't like the earth-shattering kiss I'd had with Dimitri before the trip, but it was sweet and nice—a friendly sort of kiss that maybe could turn into more. At least, that was how I saw it. From the look on Mason's face, it appeared his whole world had been rocked. "Wow," he said, eyes wide. The moonlight made his eyes look silvery blue. "You see?" I said. "Nothing to worry about. Not Adrian, not anybody." We kissed again—a bit longer this time—before finally dragging ourselves apart. Mason was clearly in a better mood, as well as he should have been, and I dropped into bed with a smile on my face. I wasn't technically sure if Mason and I were a couple now, but we were very close to it. But when I slept, I dreamed about Adrian Ivashkov. I stood with him on the porch again, only it was summer. The air was balmy and warm, and the sun hung bright in the sky, coating everything in golden light. I hadn't been in this much sun since living among humans. All around, the mountains and valleys were green and alive. Birds sang everywhere.
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Frostbite Vampire Academy Book 2 Ri
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PROLOGUE THINGS DIE. BUT THEY DON'T
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And there's one Moroi I want to pro
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By the way, my name's Rose Hathaway
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"No, no," she said hastily. "I'm fi
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down over the years. The older guar
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Suddenly, five hours didn't seem as
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Standing on the driveway, I glanced
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I stared at Arthur's bloody throat.
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TWO DIMITRI MADE ONE PHONE CALL, an
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I hesitated. Guardians, as a genera
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I faltered. I'd tangled briefly wit
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"I thought you were taking your Qua
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There was an intensely sensual note
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THREE THE LOBBY OF MY DORM was abuz
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who want to go. With everyone in on
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Since he wasn't wearing a coat, I k
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them—it was a man with blond hair
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"You ever tried to feed those littl
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FOUR I COULDN'T BELIEVE IT. JANINE
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incapable of having the imagination
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"So, Guardian Hathaway," I began. "
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"Coddle?" I asked. This woman had n
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His eyes sparkled. "I can't believe
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"Only to those who bring it to you
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FIVE I HAD NO IDEA WHAT Dimitri was
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observed before, though, Strigoi we
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"Hard to say," I said. Tasha crooke
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"Me too," said Lissa. "Maybe we cou
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"Russian's weird," In Russian, the
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He'd technically been up all of the
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women often had short-term affairs
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Page 68 and 69: SEVEN I ANGRILY PUSHED THROUGH THE
Page 70 and 71: Mia saw my hesitation, and it was l
Page 72 and 73: "Whatever. I can tell when you're l
Page 74 and 75: Before I could open my mouth, I fel
Page 76 and 77: had been a long time since I'd kiss
Page 78 and 79: EIGHT CHRISTIAN WAS KISSING HER, AN
Page 80 and 81: "The truth, huh? No one wants to he
Page 82 and 83: He rolled his eyes, still smiling.
Page 84 and 85: "Look at me," he ordered. "Dimitri
Page 86 and 87: shouting. "I swear, sometimes it's
Page 88 and 89: NINE I DIDN'T SEE DIMITRI FOR a whi
Page 90 and 91: Christian were chatting on in their
Page 92 and 93: I honestly couldn't believe we were
Page 94 and 95: "Good." She opened her mouth, and I
Page 96 and 97: "I'm really tired," I repeated. I c
Page 98 and 99: TEN THE SKI TRIP COULDN'T HAVE come
Page 100 and 101: Inside, all sorts of arrangements h
Page 102 and 103: "Ah," he said triumphantly. "She fi
Page 104 and 105: leather dress shoes he wore indicat
Page 106 and 107: "And you think I'm trouble," I mutt
Page 108 and 109: get a couple of guys to tell everyo
Page 110 and 111: ELEVEN LISSA WAS UP AND GONE before
Page 112 and 113: Even I wouldn't want her face burne
Page 114 and 115: I looked between both their faces.
Page 118 and 119: Adrian leaned against the porch's r
Page 120 and 121: TWELVE I WAS OUT OF BED in a flash.
Page 122 and 123: My mother flipped through some pape
Page 124 and 125: I moved in front of her and placed
Page 126 and 127: was one of the ruling Moroi, and as
Page 128 and 129: was pulled back into a ponytail, co
Page 130 and 131: Tasha shrugged. "If that's what it
Page 132 and 133: "I have my sources." Somehow, sayin
Page 134 and 135: I remembered Adrian's arm was still
Page 136 and 137: I looked at Mason questioningly. It
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Page 144 and 145: "My boyfriend," I said. "Sort of."
Page 146 and 147: "Hey yourself, cousin," he returned
Page 148 and 149: "It's okay," he said. "I have a goo
Page 150 and 151: "I'm just telling you the truth." "
Page 152 and 153: FIFTEEN I WAS TRYING TO PAINT my to
Page 154 and 155: "I'm returning these." I hoisted th
Page 156 and 157: The rest of us just sort of stared.
Page 158 and 159: My anger and snarkiness dried up. T
Page 160 and 161: "You can't keep doing this," she gr
Page 162 and 163: He stopped walking. "We could go."
Page 164 and 165: I was kissing Mason, but in my head
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SIXTEEN LISSA FOUND ME LATER IN the
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She eyed me. "How much do you know?
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along with their blood, but they di
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Intrigued gazes turned her way agai
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He laughed. "Of course you are. I c
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SEVENTEEN WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE
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there, and several people had witne
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spreading rumors about her? I'd had
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EIGHTEEN THE HIGH HEELS WERE STARTI
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Someone, say, like Mia. I wasn't th
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the guardians hadn't done anything
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to get to town fast, and I prayed C
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Dimitri sighed and leaned back on h
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"No, but the school's guardians can
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T D V L D Z S I Some had lines and
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We turned and walked down a narrow
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NINETEEN I HATE BEING POWERLESS. AN
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each other's gaze for several momen
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framed his face and stood out again
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Isaiah smoothed his shirt—not tha
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"Rose!" exclaimed Mason. I ignored
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TWENTY WE NEEDED AN ESCAPE PLAN, an
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"Honestly, I don't know. Everyone h
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"No!" exclaimed Mason. "Use me." Is
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"They're like … bands of light ar
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"You just said you could." "I can
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I held his gaze, willing him to und
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One of the guards shoved Christian.
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in my combat class. He grunted at t
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He sighed. "I hope … I hope when
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"Children, children," crooned Isaia
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We all turned at the new voice, a v
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Suddenly, I heard an explosion. The
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"Rose! Rose!" Through my hate-fille
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The sword fell out of my hands, lan
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"Rose," said my mother. For once in
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I sat on a stool in the corner of t
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It was only half a compliment, but
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When we got to the door of my room,
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No, I decided. There were no simila
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hand. "You will recover—I know th
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"Yes. And, so … that's a problem.
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