Iron Flame (The Empyrean, #2)

by Rebecca Yarros

Because love, at its root, is hope. Hope for tomorrow. Hope for what could be. Hope that the someone you’ve entrusted your everything to will cradle and protect it.

“I know,” I say quietly, wishing his words were enough to cut through the acrid taste of betrayal I can’t seem to wash out of my mouth.

UGHHHH THE HURTTT

“Honestly, I’ve considered scrapping the plan and just throwing him off the parapet.”

Good idea lol

“Call if you need me. I’ll be nearby.” A second later, wingbeats fill the air.

so cute <3

“Last year, I would have used any method it took to win you back, but for those three days you were unconscious, all I did was sit there and watch you sleep, thinking of everything I would have done differently.”

“I’ll be here when you’re ready because your friendship is precious to me. But please, for the sake of that friendship, don’t insult me by lying.”

:(

because you lied to yourself.”

Oopppppp

“I think spending the day tangled up in that bed together would be enjoyable, but since you drew your line, here I am with boring, sexless books.”

Ooooo

“I want you.” All day. Every day.

The desireeeeee