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. And hope? That shit is harder to kill than a dragon.

“I know who you really are, Violet. Even when you keep things from me, I know you,”

“Violence, remember it’s only the body that’s fragile. You are unbreakable.”

“You want to know something true? Something real? I love you. I’m in love with you. I have been since the night the snow fell in your hair and you kissed me for the first time. I’m grateful my life is tied to yours because it means I won’t have to face a day without you in it. My heart only beats as long as yours does, and when you die, I’ll meet Malek at your side. It’s a damned good thing that you love me, too, because you’re stuck with me in this life and every other that could possibly follow.”

For all that he says he isn’t soft, isn’t kind, he’s also the only man I know whose back is covered in promises made for other people.

“My house. My chair. My woman.”

“I love you. The world does not exist for me beyond you.”