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

by Scarlett St. Clair

“I want blood, Hermes. I will fill rivers with it until he is found.” Theseus would soon discover that he had flown too close to the sun. Hermes grinned. “I like vengeful Sephy,” he said. “She’s scary.”

“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.

“Sometimes our love forces us to do extraordinary things.”

“I will love you through this,” he whispered. “I will love you beyond this.”