A Touch of Chaos (Hades x Persephone Saga, #4)

by Scarlett St. Clair

“You are everything that makes me good,” he said. “And I am everything that makes you terrible.”

“Waiting to carry you through the dark if you will bring me to the light.”

Strange that life granted power in the face of loss, stranger yet that the person who would be most proud was not here to witness it.

“It is curious that death would choose life as a bride,” Hippolyta said. “It is like the sun falling in love with the moon.” “One cannot exist without the other,” Persephone said. “Just as honor cannot exist without shame.”

Mourning was not just about the person. It was about the world one created around them, and when they ceased to exist, so did that world.

“I suppose what you said is true. Death gives birth to life.” Then she narrowed her eyes. “What will you birth, Persephone?” “Rage,” she answered without a second thought.

“There are few things that survive war, Persephone,” she said. “Let your love be one of them.”