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684 pages, Hardcover
First published August 2, 2016
11 out 10
"Some things last. The things that matter."
"No one is too great to fall."
❝I cry out and fall to my knees,
unable to go on,
weeping for the dead,
weeping for the cruelties,
and a whisper calls to me from far away,
You are strong,
Stronger than your pain,
Stronger than your grief,
Stronger than them.
And I force myself to my feet again.❞
Just in!!!! Title of the third book in the Remnant Chronicles by @marypearson is..... THE BEAUTY OF DARKNESS!— Vilma's Book Blog (@vilmasbookblog) July 17, 2015
“[I]t was only me, a thousand blinking stars, and the beauty of darkness stretched to the ends of the universe, snuffing out the endless games of courts and kingdoms.”
“Every kiss, every touch, was a promise that we both knew, I was his and he was mine, and no conspiracy or scheme of kingdoms had a fraction of the power that surged between us.”
(Lia is talking): You are not letting me go anywhere. Where I go and what I do is still my choice to make!
He didn't back down, and his eyes became molten steel burning me with their heat. "No."
I looked at him uncertainly. "What do you mean, no?"
"You can't go."
Ad incredulous puff of air escaped from my lips. "Yo can't stop me."
"You think not?" He stepped closer, his chest as imposing as a wall. His eyes glowed like a beast's. "Have you forgotten? I am the king of Dalbreck," he growled. "And I decide who comes and goes here."
Maybe there would be no dancing at all. At least not between Rafe and me. Kings and prisoners did not share dances, at least not in any world I wanted to be a part of.
“Darkness was a beautiful thing. The kiss of a shadow. A caress as soft as moonlight.”
“I understood the weight of promises, and Rafe’s strength as a king mattered more to Morrighan now, than it ever had. It mattered to me.
I stared out at the jagged line of forest, feeling the stinging irony of Rafe’s choice: To help me and the kingdom of Morrighan survive, he had been forced to cut out my heart.”
“Love didn’t end all at once, no matter how much you needed it to or how inconvenient it was. You couldn’t command love to stop any more than a marriage document could order it to appear. Maybe love had to bleed away a drop at a time until your heart was numb and cold and mostly dead.”
“and when the last star of the universe blinks silent, I will still be yours.”