Character: Adrian Ivashkov

- How to know you're insane or not?
- Think you're crazy? he asked.
- I don't know, ' I replied. - I saw... something.
- Crazy rarely question, crazy or not, - he said thoughtfully. I sighed and raised his gaze.
From this I easier.

- Can't you... I don't know. Find a hobby or something like that?
To be charming is my hobby,- said Adrian. - I am the soul society even when not drinking. I'm not created to be alone.

Nothing in this world will make me hate you.

You left me a note, if you suddenly decided last weekend to give himself a little. Instead, I find you harboring one of the most notorious criminals!

The day of the 24th. The situation is getting worse. My captors continue to invent new and more terrible suffering. In between work agent Scarlett all day studying samples of fabrics for wedding dresses and continuously says how nice it will look in a particular outfit. This usually provokes the agent Boring Borscht to regale us with stories of Russian weddings that are even more boring than his usual stories. My attempts to escape ruthlessly suppressed. Besides, I ran out of cigarettes. Tobacco any humanitarian help from you will be received with profound gratitude
Prisoner 24601.

- Nominate Princess Vasilisa Dragomir.
Lissa's head jerked to the left, and looking through her eyes, I recognized a familiar figure. Tasha Of The Lake. She spoke loudly and confidently, handling the sides look icy-blue eyes as if daring anyone to oppose.
The room froze. No whispering, no creaking of chairs - just absolute silence. Judging by their expressions, the second level produced shocks was the candidate of the family of a Lake; the first, of course, Lissa.
Nathan didn't react.
- It's not...
Suddenly stood up sitting next to Lissa with Christian.
- I nominate her second.
And before he could sit as Adrian stood up.
And I third.

- No. On time. As. Always.
Adrian looked at Lissa and looked at the collapsed on the bed for Christian.
Ha! - He stepped inside. - So, how are you going to solve their family problem. A bunch of little Dragomirov. Good idea.
Christian stood up and approached him.
Exactly. You prevented the implementation of the official tasks of the Council.

The world is my stage. Do so, and you'll be the star of the show.

You know sometimes... sometimes I almost believe that madness is a fiction. I have never felt that others know, like Lissa or old Vlad. But sometimes... He paused. I don't know. I feel like I'm very close, rose. Very close to the edge. Like I'll make one wrong move and I tighten to where I can't go back. Lose yourself.

The greatest changes in history have occurred when people were able to shrug off the fact that they dictated to others.

- Rose found only with guys and psychopaths, - said MIA.
"Well," he said cheerful because I'm a psychopath and a guy, that explains why we are such good friends.

- So. Sounds like our Vasilisa put my dad in place.
- Your -- - I looked back at the group that just left. Silver was still standing there, excitedly gesticulating. - This guy is your dad?
- So my mom says.

I and my cigarettes are removed. At least they show me respect...

The fact that we're alive means we should live...