The Throne of Broken Gods (Gods & Monsters, #2)

by Amber V. Nicole

You’ve been doing anything you can to keep moving because you know the second you stop, you’ll feel all of it. So you lash out and attack because anger is better than grief. It’s better than reliving every memory, good and bad, every laugh and smile, everything you said or could have said.

“Do not be mean, then flirt with me.” “Why? It’s our whole dynamic.”

“Dianna,” he paused, seeming to gather his words, “there is no life with you in it that would be horrible. Horrible is living without you.”

“How deeply you must love someone that death itself fears taking them?”